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The Rose and the Sword 🗡

 

Through the thick of thorns, two emerge victorious for life and beyond. Manfred von Berkhoven and Anette Whitewood shall join in marriage in one year within the church of Balian.

[Saturday the 25th, at 3PM EST]

 

This wedding and extended invites are private. Unwelcome guests will be turned away.

 

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Invites are extended to Anette’s family and friends:

Astraea, Adeline, and Angelique.

Castien von Ehrenwald.

 


🗡Invites are extended to Manfred’s family, friends, and company:

Sir Jean-Clément d'Aussere and Lady Johanna Henriette Vuiller.

His Grace, Thomas von Theonus and his House.

The Most Honourable, Friedrich von Augusten and his House.

Carsten von Kretzen.

Aaron von Weisheitssucher.

Extended Berkhoven family.


 

Spoiler

The invites are only for the names listed. This is not public for anyone else to see, unless shared by the invitees.

Credit to the sword: Me
Credit to the dividers:

https://firefly-graphics.tumblr.com/post/635789585426857984/christmas-theme-dividers-2

 

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Astraea looks over the invitation they had received. It was checked once... then again as if processing this was an actual invitation. Once they decided it was one. She set to trying to find her daughter an acceptable gift for such an occasion.

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There was no invitation that made its way to a certain ker. He was utterly, blessfully, unaware. But as gentle waves rolled across the ocean, a mysterious sight greeted his eyes. Raindrops pittering against stone whilst the sunlight still shone brightly. An old saying came to him then and he muttered to himself. “A witch must be getting married…” Or, perhaps, a woman with the sharpened tongue of one. 

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