THE DEATH OF A BULL

[ElvenHuntress 292]

Issued by the Viscounty of Krusev

c. 532 E.S.

 

 

It is with great sadness that House Kortrevich announces the death of Prince Dimitri Otto de Pelear, formally Dimitri Otto Kortrevich. 

Dimitri was a much-loved member of House Kortrevich who served the family with duty and honour for many years before joining House de Pelear to be their consort and lead the Sovereignty of Hyspia with dignity and loyalty. He will be missed by many friends and family members. May he be at rest in the Seven Skies.

 

 

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Attached is the final will and testament of Dimitri Otto.

 

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Copy of the script in the above image:

“I, Dimitri Otto de Pelear, of sound mind, do declare the following as being my final will that shall be enacted upon when I am deceased:

• I entrust the enactment of my will to my older sister Dame Gwenyth Vilac-Vuiller. This will not be argued against. I trust her wholeheartedly as both a sister and as the once Magister of Balian.

• My remains shall be given to House Vilac of Balian to be housed in the crypt until my funeral.

• My funeral will be of Hanseti tradition, to be carried out in the Kingdom of Haenseti-Ruska, as is the custom of my native lands. 

• My remains, once cremated, shall be scattered evenly in the lands of Koravia, Valio and Hyspia by Dame Gwenyth Vilac-Vuiller.

• Any possessions housed in Koravia will be distributed amongst my family members in Koravia.

• Any possessions housed in the Palace of Hyspia will be distributed amongst my family members in Hyspia.

• Any personal funds will be given to the Sovereignty of Hyspia.

• My wedding band will be given back to my wife Ramona de Pelear.

• My sword, Honour, will be given to the Viscount of Krusev and Baron of Koravia, Lord Erik Otto Kortrevich. As is fitting for a sword created to reflect House Kortrevich.

Signed,

Dimitri Otto de Pelear”

 

 

 

 

THE HONOURABLE, ERIK OTTO KORTREIVCH

Viscount of Krusev, Baron of Koravia, Lord of Fort Ileana, Lord Captain of ve Bykursain

 

HER LADYSHIP, EMMA MARIYA AMADOR

Royal Physician of Hanseti-Ruska

 

HER ROYAL EXCELLENCY, DAME GWENYTH ‘THE UNYIELDING’ CALLISTA VILAC VUILLER, 

Constable of The Royal Balianese Duana, Marshal of the Regiment of Saint Lothar, Lady Sentinel of The Royal Sentinels, Garrison Commander of Fort Demetrio, Cavalier of The Order of Saint Michael

[ibraheemc2000 2965]

Shamil would receive news, and simply place his hands into his face and wept, For a great man had perished, and a good teacher and friend, he made dua to Allah for his forgiveness and entrance into seven skies, and only wished he was able to say a proper goodbye after his peoples eviction from Hyspia. "Goodbye Ya Sahibi, May Allah reward you a great home in Paradise, I hope your family will continue to honor you as a man of their word, and standing on the principles of fairness. Ininna li-llahi Wa-Inna Ilayhi Raji'un, From Allah We come, and to him we shall return.."


 

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NO NOT DEMITRI! AHHHH LOTC IS A SAD PLACE TO BE NOW WITH HIM GONE! AHHHH!

 

[Marshi 1184]

Fleur Halcourt held the notice in her hand, her fingers trembling as she read over the words in disbelief. "Non Non, this is not happening" the princes old ward was in disbelief.

[tadabug2000 4924]

Renata Alba looked over the missive. Her Uncles death was announced, on the very day of her wedding, and Dimitris own daughters wedding. A cursed time, certainly - for such a joyous day to be saddened by such news. She sat within her quarters, having set herself at her desk amidst flickering candle light. A lady-in-waiting, one different to her usual, would provide her a glass of warm milk with softly ushered words.

Renata ignored the woman for the most part, folding the missive as she put out the candle before her.

"Rest in peace, Tio." 

[teeylin 1688]

Dimitri's daughter, Santana, stared at the will with nothing more than the barest hint of pain her in eyes. Not grief, not remorse, not even anger. 

 

She set the writ aside to move towards the balcony. "All that effort, and for what?" A slow exhale escaped the princess. For all their arguments, dinners alone without a parent in sight, and the long nights alone stewing over his decisions as a parent, she would still mourn him- in her own way. 

[_mady07 1541]

[!] The Sovereign seemed to fall into silence, the palace was quiet, it had been a while since Ramona and Dimitri had spoken. Upon a missive informing her of her husbands death, there was an eerie stillness in the halls. Words could not be found nor console the woman who seemed to have replaced the bright red's and blues of gowns and drapes, instead drawing clothes of black cloth and veils of sheer gray. 
The Monarchs echoed silence spoke more than words. 
Dimitri had been the one love who truly filled halls with bliss and warmed the rooms with a bright light. Grown into their age, he had been a constant. There was nothing to replace that. There would never be.
"Que estés bien mi amor. ." 
Words whispered on a woman's lips who seemed to look at the portraits of the duo reigning her halls "Cuidate" 

[Pancho 4197]

From Portoregne, a messenger made their way towards the inn. After ascending to the highest levels, a knock came at the Margrave's door. Jose Fuentes opened it and received the message, a frown coming upon him.

"Another one who will be solidified into Hyspian History. Que Dios bendiga su sol."

[Frisket 4545]

Sofiele sat in silence, for some reason. Her memory became foggy. However hearing that Dimtry died in battle, knowing what kind of fighter he is. Her anger grew. In grief, she rose her gaze. Amongst her illusion of the challenges others have left he too joined it. 

 

She saw them all. She saw Dimitri. 

 

“Foward… For God- For Order.”

[Lirinya 4036]

14 minutes ago, teeylin said:

Dimitri's daughter, Santana, stared at the will with nothing more than the barest hint of pain her in eyes. Not grief, not remorse, not even anger. 

 

She set the writ aside to move towards the balcony. "All that effort, and for what?" A slow exhale escaped the princess. For all their arguments, dinners alone without a parent in sight, and the long nights alone stewing over his decisions as a parent, she would still mourn him- in her own way. 

 

Luis strode a few paces behind Santana. He had not met the man, but he had heard some of his now wife's worries and complaints.

He had promised support, after all.

"May he rest peace," he muttered to the skies as he guided Santana to sit besides him, and allowed her to mull over, and vent her frustrations in comfort.

[EmiliainWonderland 2311]

Phoibe Halcourt frowned softly. "Didn't I tell you you weren't expendable, Dimitri? There is only one consort, and that was you." She had never been close to Dimitri, not more than in passing considering her closeness to Ramona's mother Karyna who she warded under when they moved to Hyspia when she was only a teenager. She still remembered the day the palace caught on fire and he told her he could be replaced if he died that day, she wondered if perhaps he died with the same ideas in his head.

[sapphic_spidy 1089]

It's not true. 

How can it be true?

 

How can it be true?

 

No, no, he isn't gone, he's not, he can't be, it's too soon, they never got to-

 

There were no letters. There was nothing. There was nothing. 

 

And for the first time ever, Kiva feels truly broken.

How can it be true?

He wasn't even old. 

He was supposed to grow old. They were supposed to watch him grow old. They were supposed to be there for him.

 

Was he in bad health? Was part of it their fault? Should they have reached out?

Dimitri, Dimitri, their second friend. 

Sure years passed with little contact, but years mean little to an elf.

They feel so stupid.

 

Kiva wails. 

It's not fair. It's not fair.

They never got to say goodbye.