A Question Unanswered

[crazedpudding 2512]

Josefina Barclay resolved to travel to Aaun as soon as possible, her face grim as she thought of Edith. 

 

@EnderMaiashiro

[Caranthir_ 2533]

A young boy high within the Hand of Horen finalises the arrangement of his playthings with neat precision. 

 

He was now five years old. With small quick eyes, with indomitable schedules; he is at home wherever he wakes: his mothers room, or his own, or the council chambers, or in some other place his mother happens to be. He is risen at five, says some small prayers; the words which he knew, the meaning lost on him at this early age. He breaks his fast, he attends to his toy-soldiers, and then flutters his lids shut for some rest. By six o’clock he is with his tutors, who carry in their heads the statutes of the Realm, the canticles and the words of the Exalted Prophets, the accounts of the king; the lineages, the incomes, the lands, the dignities.

 

These days are long and arduous, and in spite of the attention he could not help to feel solemn isolation.

 

Often, he looked out onto the Silver Sea. As he did so, on this day, above him the thunderous climbing of Counsellors of State disturbed his brief peace.

 

He did not know the reason why. Nor would anyone tell him.

 

By night he dreamt of ghosts rising and angels descending; the world turned upon itself, but he remained.

 

He, Edmund, King of Aaun by the Grace of God. Though he barely knew it.

[hauntel 26]

Sudden tidings of King James' passing struck Sister Ethel, enshrouding her heart in gloom. Fervently gripping her Lorraine cross, her immediate musings turned to her dearest Reverend Mother Anna, and the anguish she surely endured. In the hours to come, she would seek solace and tranquil refuge in prayer at the Abbey.

[Sebbysc 744]

Ser Leopold marched through the halls of the palace throughout the following days. There was a change in the atmosphere, and he seldom revealed his thoughts of it to his pair of squires. For their many possible questions he held only a few answers. One thing was certain to them, he always held a gaze of concern when he looked upon this newfound King.

 

@Pork @alien_mc

[Marshi 1184]

Princess Adeline sat on the edge of the Hands Towering spire, her heart heavy with sorrow. The cool Breeze ruffled her hair as she stared across the capital, lost in a sea of memories from her childhood. Her father had been her pillar of strength, her guide, and with his passing, a void had been left in her life that now seemed impossible to fill. But it wasn't just her father's passing that had brought sorrow to her life. The memory of her brothers death untimely still haunted her. Now, her nephew sat on the throne as the new King of Aaun. The weight of the crown resting heavily on his young shoulders, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of displacement.

The Princess Royal Sighed, watching the people of the kingdom go about their daily lives. Her heart ached for the days when her fathers wisdom had guided her decisions and her families love had provided her solace.

 

[ratlordmagic 1484]

Ser Waclaw Jazloviecki, Count of Warsovia, lit a candle in memory of the passed king. “The king is dead, long live the king.” He sighed. He knew not what the future held for his homeland, but he had sworn an oath to serve the Kingdom with his life, and he was no Oathbreaker. Service to King and Country was God’s will, and he would see it done.

[alienescence 1415]

1 hour ago, OwO said:

Ser Leopold marched through the halls of the palace throughout the following days. There was a change in the atmosphere, and he seldom revealed his thoughts of it to his pair of squires. For their many possible questions he held only a few answers. One thing was certain to them, he always held a gaze of concern when he looked upon this newfound King.

 

@Pork @alien_mc

Leutwin casted a sad gaze to Leopold, remembering the parade the two of them had attended just before. He made sure to pray for Edith, and her children. As well as the rest of the Kingdom. 

[Jonificus 2741]

The lord Dalma stood at the bridge to the Hand of Horen, lamenting the loss of another friend, with only a cigar and a bottle of wine for company. "They always seem so young when they go.. Oh well, here's to your life, James." The ancient one murmured to himself, tipping the contents of the wine bottle out into the sea.

[Wavey 2568]

Istvan Ivanovich, upon hearing the news, signed the Hussariyan. "Vy were dobry as King, seen as an ally to w Raevir folk of Stran. Spasibo for that." 

The Duke then made his way to the cathedral to offer prayers for the late King's soul.