Appointment of Lady Palatine

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APPOINTMENT OF LADY PALATINE

KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM

Issued by

THE CROWN

On this 7th of Tov ag Yermey of 549 ES

 

VA BIRODEO HERZENAV AG EDLERVIK,

 

Throughout my reign, Lord Erik Kortrevich has been a steadfast pillar of strength and loyalty. His dedication to the people, the Crown, and myself has been unwavering, and for that, I extend my deepest gratitude. Yet, as one chapter closes, another must begin.

In these times of transition, the role of the head of council must be filled without hesitation or delay, and it is with great trust and confidence that I name Her Highness, Princess Milena of Galahar @MunaZaldrizoti, as the Lady Palatine of the realm. She shall bear the Golden Bulava, a symbol of  Haeseni authority and strength. I am confident that under her wise guidance, the realm shall be led with dignity and order.

May she uphold the proud legacy of those who have come before her, and may her leadership bring about peace and prosperity for our people, as we forge ahead into a new chapter of our history.

 

Krusae Zwy Kongzem

 

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IV JOVEO MAAN,

His Royal Majesty, Marius III, by the Grace of Godan, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Hochmeister of the Order of the Crow, Prince of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duke of Carnatia, Vanaheim, and Valwyck, Margrave of Korstadt, Rothswald and Vasiland, Count of Alban, Siegrad, Werdenburg, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscount of Varna, Baron of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Buck, and Astfield, Lord of the Westfolk, Protector and Lord of the Highlanders, etcetera.

 

[libertyybelle 6187]

"She is just wicked enough to be the best Palantine in decades." mused the Grand Lady to no one in particular as the missive reached her desk. Svetlana sighed a tired breath as she looked out of the window of her cramped office, "She will do well. Dobry luck, little sestra."

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

The dour Princess Milena looked over the appointment, stern gaze unmoving. Her time had finally come, foretold in her childhood as an inevitability. She had ascended--she would not squander the opportunity fate had set before her.

[Legoboy7984 3155]

As Sigmund Ludovar sat in his study at Isaakev readying to head to the Duma, the missive of appointment would arrive, a wave of disbelief and disappointment washed over him as he read it. He'd slowly rise from his chair and make his way to the fireplace, tossing the missive into the flames. As he stood there watching it, the flames began to gently burn the missive before heading out.

[Andustar 4143]

"A deserved appointment. I suppose congratulations are in order for Her Highness," John stated, reading over the missive with approval. He then took to his study, intent on writing a letter.

[Terry 2680]

As Sigmar sat in his home within the city of New Valdev, readying himself for his Duma Debut, he'd receive the daily mail as he paced around. Among the various letters, the Writ of Appointment would be within.

 

Moving back inside to a seat, he'd open the missive with a hint of curiosity within his eyes. Upon scanning the document, a smile would begin to creep upon his lips. Now was her time, he'd think, the countless conversations between the two having given him many an insight as to his sister's feelings on the matter. He knew she'd not squander the opportunity, nor would he let her, if he had any say at all.

 

With that, he'd fold the missive and place it within his chest plate, before grabbing his shield and moving off to the Duma Hall, his spirits brightened.

[indiana105 5126]

7 hours ago, Legoboy7984 said:

As Sigmund Ludovar sat in his study at Isaakev readying to head to the Duma, the missive of appointment would arrive, a wave of disbelief and disappointment washed over him as he read it. He'd slowly rise from his chair and make his way to the fireplace, tossing the missive into the flames. As he stood there watching it, the flames began to gently burn the missive before heading out.

 

"DO NIET WORRY, MILORD." DAVID VAR DAVE SPOKE SOFTLY IN TO SIGMUND'S EAR. HE LAID A MAILED HAND ON THE SHOULDER OF THE SOON-TO-BE DUKE. "VY WILL GET IT NEXT TIME. GODANI WILLING."