The Lion's Cub

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THE LION’S CUB

 

 

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Issued by

The Weiss Household

ON THIS 2ND DAY OF GRONNA AG DROBA OF 516 E.S. 

 

 

 

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The Lion’s Pride expands.

It was upon the wee hours of the morning within the Staalgrav keep, that the hustling of a harried Valet, Grayson Marshall had soon woke those of the Viscounty. He had made way down to the servants quarters with a clipped pace, ringing a bell that awoke those there.

The servantry of the Weiss household, a well-oiled machine, worked prim, punctual and without mistakes. Water soon began to boil, fresh towels were brought to the heiress tower and a sound unheard heard previously keened throughout the keep.

Wailing.

 

As the blazing, yellow sun rose overhead, one of the four symbols of the Weiss household shown true - showcasing the majesty of the moment and the righteousness of the heir of the heir born.

A wee babe, no more than five pounds, swaddled within Weiss blue blankets.

He held his mothers olive eyes, hosting a full head of hair and a pair of lungs that he certainly got from his father.

Mother and father peered upon their heir, their child, and gave him a name amidst joyous and exhausted family and friends alike.

“Karl Varon Christopher Weiss.”

@CasChaos

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It is rumored that the Viscountess, and newly made grandmother, banished anything of perceived ill-luck from the room. Lilacs, primarily, amongst what was removed.

One would think Marian to be a general of war, as she commanded the servantry and those of the household with such fluidity. Many of the Weiss, especially the new parents, were not seen for many days - held up within the keep as the roaring of the Lion’s Pride echoed through Staalgravs halls. The Viscount Walter leading the charge amongst them in the celebrations.

The child was welcomed into this world amidst much fanfare, a baptism then held, officially welcoming the Lion’s Cub into the pride.

 

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Signed,

Her Ladyship, Ofeliya Fabienne Weiss, Heiress to the Viscounty of Novkursain

 

His Lordship, Christopher Fabian Weiss

 

[TreeSmoothie 4898]

"I'm  ... a grandfather."

 

John - after witnessing his wife's corpse in the hospital - seemed unusually high of spirits. This news put a bigger grin on his face, reaching over to hand the flier to Rhys.

 

"We're grandparents!"

 

@teeylin