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A VELENIC

COUPLING

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The Margravine and her Lord consort.

 

ANNO  DOMINI  1918

 


 

 

On this, the fourth day of Sun’s Smile of the year 1918, it pleases the Margravial household of Reuss to announce the union of its Matriarch and Margravine Philippa von Reuss to Lord Leufroy de Lewes. 

 

The two were joined in a private union at the Velenic chapel of St. Lucien officiated by Father Petyr. Witnessed by the Lord consort’s own brother, Fernand, Baron Virdain and a few members from both respective households. 

 

The ceremony of wedlock was concluded with a buss exchanged between the pair and subsequent applause from the few gathered. 

 

 


 

 

SIGNED, 

 

TRH, the Margravine of Velen, Philippa I von Reuss

 

TRH, the Margrave consort of Velen, Leufroy of Virdain

 

Officiated by,

Father Petyr


 

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"There is so much to do now." muttered Leufroy as he looked down to the wedding ring clasped around his finger

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Godfrey rejoiced!

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As time went on, the old Margrave-Emeritus looked on from his study, long has it been since he retired from his post, only now and then coming down from his tower in Velen to greet and walk amongst his fellow Aschenwalders, from there in his study, Leopold von Reuss was brought a missive by the current Margravine, Philippa von Reuss. He inquired to her, "Why yourself? Not one of the servants..?" he looked perplexed before reading the missive, shock and excitement filled the old man's heart. He looked to her once more, "Thank GOTT for allowing me to live to see such a day." he said before looking to Philippa once more "Congratulations to you, my darling granddaughter." @ncarr

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The Margravine- Emeritus smiled, reading the missive as she sat in the middle of the Arentainian alps, overlooking one of the many valley's "She is happy..." the finally retired woman hummed quietly to herself as she unsheathed her sword placing it neatly next to her upon the bench she was seated "I am coming home my love" Her usually melancholic expression had changed as a feeling of content washed over her as she walked closer to the side "Finally, We are to be reunited" Guinevere nodded to herself for last time before stepping off. Leaving nothing but her legacy behind her.

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