Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska 3325 Popular Post Share Posted March 12 (edited) NOTICE FROM THE ESROVA PRIKAZ KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM Issued by THE CROWN On this 19th day of Msitza ag Dargund of 520 E.S. VA VE BIRODEO AG VE EDLERVIK, It is with a heavy heart that the Crown announces the deteriorating health of Her Royal Majesty, Queen Amaya of Venzia. In the past year, Her Majesty has battled a persistent fever and has since grown weaker with each passing day. In this trying hour, the Crown implores every citizen of our esteemed realm to unite in prayer for the health and well-being of the Queen. Despite the gravity of her condition, Her Majesty remains steadfast in her duties and devotion to her people. Therefore, it is announced that she will receive visitors per her wishes to remain available and present for the people of Hanseti-Ruska. It is our hope that the warmth and well-wishes of her fellow Haeseni will serve as a source of comfort in this period of uncertainty. DLUM VE EDLERVIK AG VE BIRODAL, HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Amaya of Venzia, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera. . Edited March 12 by Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska 40 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheese 2315 Share Posted March 12 Esfir quickly takes to visit her grandmother, this time taking extra care to use her inside voice. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReveredOwl 5350 Share Posted March 12 "This was Laelia." remarked Father Rhys, he promptly prepared his tools and mounted atop his trusty steed in search of the horned demon once more. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivery 106 Share Posted March 12 Within the darkened chambers of the Queen, Deia remains steadily at her bedside, fetching whatever she might need and welcoming in visitors at the door with a stern warning to be quiet and gentle. In the moments between visits, where it is only Queen and loyal handmaiden, she whispers with her back and forth of kinder times - of painting together and her favorite cocoa recipe, of her precious gemstones that she's bid to bring to promote a clear mind and healthy body. In the bravest of moments, they speak of a future to look forward to- one of travel, of fresh air, as soon as she recovers. It is only when she has coaxed Amaya to a fitful sleep that she buries her head in her hands and prays for her words to be truth. 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PrimnyaQuorum 1039 Share Posted March 12 Haus barely gives the paper a fleeting glance, at first - he's gotten more then enough papers already and he would rather enjoy his travels - but the name of it's subject captures his attention. He reads it more thoroughly. He feels his heart sink in his chest, a long-forgotten feeling of dread creeping in. He stows and gathers some of his things, bids a brief farewell to his traveling party, and makes haste for the formerly-frostbitten town - worried near-sick for his dear friend. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
critter 2470 Share Posted March 12 Henrik Amador saddles a horse for he and his wife from the not-far-off home of Valdev, cussing all the while. Tinctures clatter in the saddlebag - nothing the palace physicians couldn't provide, but without which he would feel, surely, as if failing in some way. Not yet, he prayed. Not another, so soon. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RingAroundRosey 49 Share Posted March 12 Within the now quieter halls of the palace, Seraph would continue to work hard to keep everything tidy for the queen in her time of need. Perhaps this was a way to distract himself, as after her visitors would come - he would step in to aid her dearest handmaiden and other dear butler. They have been the main three for more than a decade after all. Watching his beloved queen who so willingly opened an opportunity for him in Haense all those years ago... it is almost too much to handle. He would have to step out at times, going back to quietly keeping the place dust-less as the servant's hand's shook. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frawlic 266 Share Posted March 12 The now quiet Lady Bard of Haense, Verdier, paces mindlessly in her abode upon receiving the notice. Was one song enough? Perhaps she should have dedicated so much more to the Queen who had given her a home. Still, she kept to her own promise of silence, knowing others could provide more. Meanwhile, a just shy of teenage years Amari trails after her fathers as they do their work, hoping at some point she can see the Queen to read her the story books she had collected throughout her childhood. She knew no way else of thanking the sickly woman for the advice and aid she had provided. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Koodini 21 Share Posted March 12 As Valdev's streets quieted, alight with only a distant moon's glow, one of her majesty's butlers found his return home lengthened. For he could merely rest his head and dream of a tomorrow twined with hope, but his feet carried him elsewhere, a place where brothers and priests swore God listened. A God who Cedomir had never felt the grace of nor sincerely placed faith in. A stranger whom the man found himself placed before an altar, murmuring the name of. Prayers of good health and invocations laced with optimism fled his lips, accompanied by clasped, labor-worn hands. What was belief, if not a tool? And what was hope, if not a mechanism? 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bethinwonderland 1107 Share Posted March 12 Verónica rested in the heavenly light of the seven skies, a Piña colada held in her left hand as she lounged on the warm sandy beach she often set herself at. A little spider named Berand sitting on her right shoulder. Her olive eyes looked towards the arachnid "She will join us soon.. She will be out of pain and Ea beileve she will look forward to seeing vy." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tav 1378 Share Posted March 12 In the firm hold of an elder sibling kept a precious gem locked within a pendant - radiant, and shining. An amethyst. Upon learning Amaya's inventible peril of health, a ridiculous thought began to take shape within his mind, almost daring him to commit such; should he grace her with a visit? Would he be accepted by his sister's merciful judgement this time, like the olden days? It raced and rambled on for hours, 'til that Colborn lit a candle. It was a small solace, but for the moment, it would suffice. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hom 528 Share Posted March 12 Atticus' heart drops to a pit in his stomach, as his eyes scan the missive left at his door- He can feel a lump forming in his throat, tilting his head upward to try and blink the wave of emotion away. It had been years, decades, since he and the Queen had chance to speak. He had always made plans to visit- Put off, again and again, by another crisis, by another workload- Vague plans to finally, finally thank her. He remembers a lost, vacant young man, and the last person he expected to believe in his potential. Her words had stuck with him, through thirty years of finding what he was looking for. The knight-mage had never once forgotten. Now, as always, he offered too little too late. It's easy to curse his past self, who thought he still had all the time in the world. It's easy to curse himself now, for only moving when the clock began ticking. The hour is already late when he begins to pack a bag, of simple necessities and a change of warm clothes. A few hours of sleep, and Valdev in the morning. He'll have to apologize profusely, for being so late. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MunaZaldrizoti 5751 Share Posted March 12 Ioanna Kortrevich took the news with immense worry, considering the aged Queen had become a motherly figure she had truly never had before. With insistent words paid to her husband, the lady would ensure she spent more than enough time with the ailing Amaya in the hope she might soon recover. The Rhenyari dared not imagine an alternative, lest she be lost to premature grief. Spoiler @erictafoya 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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