A Missive on Ileana Kortrevich

[Phersades 1710]

A Missive of Ileana Kortrevich
'With Duty, Comes Honor’

 

 

“9th of Jula Ag Piov, 483 E.S”

 

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This Saints day, I was made aware of a missive regarding me and my lineage. In this missive, The Right Honorable, Ileana Stefaniya of House Kortrevich, claims that she has never met me nor knows anything of my lineage and therefore ‘doesn’t exist’ since it is untraceable through her records. She also then condemns me for loving the man I have chosen as my husband and then disowns me.

It truly is a shame that blood of my blood would stoop as low as to disown me, the third Kortrevich she has disowned in the last ten years or so, especially so close to my wedding. Honestly, I do think it to be a pretty poor gift, especially for a cousin that Ileana Kortrevich is acquainted with. I do admit that there is no shock that the records of my line are not so documented as my father, after the death of his own, broke off from his family within The Kingdom of Haense to focus on a life elsewhere. Ileana Kortrevich says she was only made aware of me this Saints day, yet I do regret to inform everyone that I have sat with Ileana and explained in great detail my lineage and how it ties to her own. Not long after our departure from Almaris, Ileana had found me and initiated a conversation. In this conversation I explained that my father is Anton Otto Kortrevich, first born son and second born child of Nikolai Mikhail Kortrevich, me and Ileana’s grandfather. As a teenager, due to the proximity of Acre to the land which Jerovitz resided on, my father had left home to pursue knighthood in Acre. After spending many many years there, he had jumped back and forth between Jerovitz, Acre, and then eventually Adria where he had meet and married my mother, A Samardzic, who sits as a half sister to the leading lord of the current line of Carrion-Tuvyic.
As stated, Ileana learned all about my lineage and should she try to claim to have not been aware of me prior to my wedding invitation, I also present that this conversation between my cousin and I was also witnessed by a third party, Eredain Glennmaer. 

 

I will not stoop down to your level and speak of the man you have decided to take as your husband, August Vilac, as I hope that despite his name and lineage, he treats you well and is a fitting consort for a House that I take great pride in, even now. Though I will say that personally, I do not care much for your word in the end. I write this response mostly to reaffirm my lineage and to let you know that your disownment does nothing. You deem me an enemy, so I will still use the name I was born with as it pairs with the blood that runs through my veins. You may not like me being a Kortrevich, but all your ‘disownment’ truly does is disinherit me from a House I do not ever wish to lead. Therefore, I will continue to walk around with the name and claim myself one as I have been doing now for years and years until I take the name Van Aert.

I hope you sleep well, my dear cousin, with the knowledge that even once I take my to-be husbands name and devote myself to the House of Van Aert, that the blood that runs through me as well as you tying back to our Grandfather will also run through my children and their own, and so on. The blood of the bull will flow through my descendants and each and everyone of them will be raised a proud citizen of The Duchy of Adria.

Signed,
Klara Miray Kortrevich

[Laeonathan 5889]

A sigh came from Eredain Glennmaer as he received a copy of the missive. He was sitting in the square of his home Númendil, "Klara, your blood pressure" the young Númenedan who was just made the centre of some sort of human name-crises grumbled even though she was not there, "Would you please, for the love of our Lord GOD, ask the next time you involve me in your petty middlemen business?!" he exhaled and stared towards the north - the direction of Adria. "But. did you really think", he rolled his eyes overly dramatic "I wasn't more focused on watching the bamboo grow? As if I'd listen to you listing all your immensely relevant ancestors to some noble of a city where everyone is a noble. You should be more concerned that your cousin Ilenea is marrying an Azdrazi."

[EmiliainWonderland 2311]

"AUGUST VILAC?!" Blanca nearly spit out her drink. "Wild! I always knew he'd end up with someone dramatic!"

[critter 2812]

The Archivist, fingers still stained with aged ink, pours himself yet another glass of absinthe.

[CloudMagma 196]

"Hell yeah! To our soon-to-be Duchess!" Renata would say, raising a glass of a non-alcoholic beverage.

[Dymase 270]

A harsh laugh escaped the maw of the Royal Inquisitor as he finished skimming the missive. "I wonder if the good lady Kortrevich will attempt to use blood-ties to save herself from punishment," the Lord mused. "I do hope Klara makes her grovel." 

[Maiyun 362]

A young wizard leaned over the Kortrevich's shoulder as the missive was pinned.

        Teeth worried the inside of her lip, gnawing before she spoke in an anxious tone.

"Ea did niet realize they could be so .. hateful. Ea mean ea could, it am just .. Ea hoped they would niet be."

Nesrin fiddled with her gloves, glancing about.

    "Ea will need the ink, after vy. Ea have a letter to write."

[erictafoya 3276]

In the misty clouds of the seven skies, an old man with a Red Bull sigil looked down to the living realms with his departed family. The man who walked disowned alive and reclaimed after his glorious death looked down with a mixed expression of shame and displeasure. He wondered if the once stalwart and tight-knit family he defended could once again unite. But... "One thing is certain... A Bull would never leave the herd to be fed to the hounds."

[indiana105 5126]

"Wha' ever 'appened to tha' Anton fellow?" Ser Arthur mumbled to himself as he read the missive. He scratched his beard, ponderously...

[marsloll 1384]

"I do so ... enjoy a good cat-fight." A woman mused under the pure light of the moon, peaking out through windows of her shadowed home. "What do the kids say nowadays ... 'talk shit, get hit'?"

[Zhikarta 4064]

Aleksandr Audemar Amador, once a proud Kortrevich had found himself yet again, seated alone within his family's manor. It took him some time to truly take in what had been said. He never liked Ileana, nor did he care for the Kortrevich name anymore. Something about all of this did sit wrong with the Baron, however. He had never heard about a Klara within the family, who was she and why did she appear now, out of all times? It took him some moments to realise that in the end, none of it really mattered. It was no longer his family that was the victim of this rogue, perhaps even bastard child of some distant relative.

[Pureimp10 5691]

"Wow, I've only seen three Kortrevich women in my life. One is a Countess, another wasn't even around enough to call herself a proper Kortrevich, and the other just got disowned." says Friar Josef as he continued his education in family therapy methods

[Xarkly 17299]

Villorik van Aert, a proud supporter of one's right to choose their bloodline, cheers at the Duchess' stand.

[MissToni 3565]

Ileana Kortrevich read the missive with a simple shrug of her own shoulders before she spoke to her brother Fabian. @critter

 

"Ea only said in my missive that ea only learned of the wedding happening recently. Niet sure where she got all of this other stuff from that missive we did, Fabian. Though ea do know she claimed to be from Anton's lineage we never could find anything when we looked, nor did ea know she was with the Adrians when ea met her outside of Swan Keep. In our documents it says he married matrilineally. But oh well, whatever makes her sleep better at night ea suppose."