THORNS OF A WHITE ROSE

[Thorns of A White Rose 13]

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PENNED BY

Madame Thorn

- FROM THE AAUNIC PRINTING PRESS -
Published the 15th of Sun’s Smile, Y. 1953
 

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OPENING STATEMENTS FROM THE WRITER
 

Dearest readers,

Before we begin, you may be wondering who I am and what right I have to speak on any topic as if I’m a saint from the heavens. Allow me to formally introduce myself, I am Madame Thorn. My identity is not of importance, and shall never be revealed to the likes of you all though nonetheless. I still love you dearly my darling readers and hope you will enjoy my columns just as much as I enjoy the coin I earn from your purchases of my paper.

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THE UNSPOKEN OPINIONS, WHAT MUST BE SAID

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⇀  FROM KNIGHTS TO DAMSELS

⇀ MERRYWEATHER’S VEXATIOUS PRINCESS…
⇀ HIDE YOUR WIVES!

 

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⇀ FROM KNIGHTS TO DAMSELS
 

      The Kingdom of Aaun has been filled with a rather deadly electrifying buzz, one which delivered a deadly shock to the members of our own royal council. Indeed, King Edmund II, Prince Heinrich of Merryweather, Marshall Walter, and last and certainly least, the Count of Haverlock, whom no one truly knew, were all murdered within the royal palace by the treacherous soldiers of Stassion. Whilst we mourn the losses of our young King and his loyal councilors, other nations have taken the chance and opportunity to bash us for our what they call our Incapable Boy King. What a shame they didn’t even consider the necessitous boy a man. He was crippled, granted, that was his fault for trusting those savages hailing from Stassion.

 

Spoiler

EDMUND II PK POST
HEINRICH II PK POST
MARSHALL WALTER PK POST
COUNT HAVERLOCK PK POST

 

⇀ MERRYWEATHERS VEXATIOUS PRINCESS
 

     Our new King, the noblest and benevolent King John, uncle to the martyred Edmund II, has ascended the throne in light of this catastrophe and has rightfully called the treacherous Margrave of Stassion to trial to answer for his, as best put by the Aaunic crown, “failed and disgraceful” father’s attempted coup. The trial was an utter mess, to say the least, for the unruly Princess-Dowager of Merryweather was so distraught by her husband’s death, that she attempted to take the life of the dishonored Margrave of Stassion. And to be frank, it was a sorry and failed attempt. If you intend on trying to assassinate someone, I would suggest you at least take lessons on how to properly aim… or at least make it less obvious. Truly, it was as dramatic as it was idiotic of Lady Aleksandra to have directed her crossbow at the disgraced Lord Margrave, for all those present at the trial to see nonetheless. Verily, to the surprise of none, Lady Aleksandra did find herself summarily tackled to the ground and escorted forthwith from the palace alongside that beast she calls a daughter. And thus the Princess-Dowager of Merryweather was ousted from Whitespire in disgrace, a humiliating repeat of when she was first banished from our royal realm, ironically at the behest of the same Lord Stassion she sought to murder. Though, one is left to wonder what brought Lady Aleksandra back to our fair kingdom to begin with. Indeed, it has been a number of years since she was last in Aaun. Perhaps it is that the dishonorable, so-called “Prince of Nothing” consumes the every thought of our vexatious Princess of Merryweather; indeed, we dare call her obsessed with the ongoings of Lord Stassion and his lands.
 

⇀  HIDE YOUR WIVES!
 

      It is true, Aaun teeters on the precipice of instability, and that is being generous to say the least. That said, do not mistakenly believe that the rest of the human realms fare any better. It is rather amusing that, for some reason, the lords and ladies of Balian, Petra, and Haense had thought their presence was required at the trial. Shaking their heads and constantly whispering about our noble King’s decision to their peers. I should fear that the crown heads of Aevos should instead seek to settle their internal affairs before jeering at the Aaunish crown. Frankly, I believe that all of these foreign nobles should have been escorted out or rather, not let in at all, especially not those hailing from Balian. Their entire castle is in disarray, though that is hardly the least of their concerns given the enormous amount of infidelity that occurs within their walls. And perhaps most shocking, if rumor is to be believed, the Lords of Balian have been beating their wives so badly, that they now flee to Haense in respite. However, I suppose they will be no safer in Haense given their… reputation. Needless to say, I would suggest the Kingdom of Balian get their affairs in order before daring to speak upon the Kingdom of Aaun any time soon. I could say the same for Petra, given that they allow a child to sit upon their throne. It is indeed a wonder how the Petra still stands, especially with such a witless child at its helm, for it is perhaps the most disposable and forgettable of the human kingdoms settled within Heartlands. One must surely wonder whether it is the futility of their lands or the unpleasantness of their people that steers away the would-be conquerors of that oversized County they call a Kingdom. And the King of Haense’s temper is undeniably and utterly embarrassing. A proper King must have patience. must persevere and must never let such little insignificant matters cause them to lose their focus and temper. Though, I do suppose one would be hard-pressed to call Aleksandr II a proper King given he is but a weak imitation of his predecessors, riding off the coattails of their golden age. I suppose these nations could have learned something from that insufferable little boy king who once sat upon Aaun’s throne. Though perhaps that is out of my jurisdiction to speak upon.
 

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THE UNSPOKEN OPINIONS, WHAT MUST BE SAID

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CLOSING STATEMENTS

So, here's a nod to our gossip aficionados, the silent readers and the vocal critics alike. As we close this chapter, let the echoes of scandal and the rustle of gossip linger in the air, reminding us that even in the every day, there exists a tapestry of stories waiting to be unveiled. Until the next edition, may your secrets be well-kept, your revelations be dramatic, and the pages of our gossip chronicles be a playground for the extraordinary tales that make life all the more intriguing. Until we meet again, dear readers.
 

 

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Spoiler

OOC : ALL FUN NO HATE TO ANYBODY INVOLVED :)

[creamynoteblock 3256]

"Don't use the name White Rose if you're not going to be racist." Taamnahkrin the Azdrazi proclaimed.

[Minuvas 3193]

Minuvas would spit his tea out, grabbing his sword and sounding am alarm among his Elven monks before eventually....realizing it was a gossip column and not a human supremacist movement. 

[Lusus 55]

Louve nearly had a heart attack before noting the actual gossip attached to the name, replying in exhaustion "The White Rose, as they liked to call themselves among countless other aliases for their supremacist movement, are a bunch of worthless cowards and using their name so carelessly speaks greatly to the ignorance of this author."

[kujo_ 2510]

“Aaun’s definition of gossip is ridiculing their own dead king and lazy jabs at the rulers of the realm? What a waste of good material!” Willem sighed and tossed the article to his sister. “I hope this is Stassion propaganda and the boy-king’s stupidity hasn't spread to his citizens, but with a title like that...”

[Onnensr 1911]

Father Nerium had smashed five vases and seven short clay pots in the Gardens of Saint Caius before reading more than the name of the document. His foolish outburst of paranoid anger subsided into new anger at the mess he'd made. "Oh! Ahahahahaha! They're not racists! It's just a gossip column! Phew. I would've had to have gone into hibernation for a few decades..." He grinned with malicious mania at the destruction caused, crumpling the document, and hatefully taking his flail to march into a quiet place where he can air frustrations before cleaning up.

[Franczhiz 4438]

Prince Edmund Amadeus would frown as he read the news. "There is nothing written about the attack on Boon!"

[Samler 1566]

An ancient elf looked over the parchment, the symbol of the White Rose but alterations were made, Seth thought to himself. As his eyes moved down the page a lack of many attributes of White Rose writing was missing, he paused. "Madam, are you ignorant of your history or is it a clever ploy to make all who recognize the name or symbol read this work of yours?" He shook his head lightly as he had thought out loud in the Haelun'orian tavern.

 

((Will improve formatting a tad later #phone))

[Kitomine 902]

1 hour ago, sashimichopped said:

Prince Edmund Amadeus would frown as he read the news. "There is nothing written about the attack on Boon!"

Princess Sophia James, similarly, is quite upset regarding the absence of a column about the man! If there was, perhaps the man who told her to shut up would get ridiculed for it.. “This is all silly, I’m not even mentioned!” She shook her head, the little girl’s priorities elsewhere. 

[Frisket 4545]

5 hours ago, Thorns of White Rose said:

If you intend on trying to assassinate someone, I would suggest you at least take lessons on how to properly aim…

 

 

“YIKES” said Vivien reading this missive as she visited Aaun in secret 

 

Ember spits her own drink out in her office, then realizes it’s a gossip column

 

”oh thank Solaris, I thought we were going to have another black hood group, except- an ancient supremacy group”

[Apohet 1265]

The Potte shook his head as he read the missive, muttering, "where's the racism?"

[sanriu 738]

The Lady Chamberlain of Aaun read over the missive, almost spitting out her tea as read it over. “My goodness, everyday it seems people grow more bold and willing to speak their opinions..” 

[Olox_ 4318]

Aleksander scratched his head "An interesting read to say the least. Shame there was no mention of uncle Boon who lost an arm."

[oliviaaaahr 142]

A young Antigone Renata skims the missive at her poor mother's side, amidst her brief bouts of consciousness and slumber. She lets loose a shriek, and skulks away from Aleksandra's bedside - slamming pen to paper.