wedding Where the Stars Align

[Verellia 78]

 

 

 

HIS PRINCELY HIGHNESS, Philipp Victor Keen,

Princeps of  Ivöria, Count of Carolustadt, Baron of Ames and Kensford,
Protector of the Ivöri people, Steward of Mount Vindicta, Seneschal of the Black Mountains, Patriarch of House Keen

 

HER EXCELLENCY, Cassandra Briar,

Archminister of Ivöria

 

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[[SUNDAY, August 17th, 4PM EST]]

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Edited August 12, 2025 by Verellia

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Some smiled the sun's smile,

Others laughed with warmth,

 

None of these compared to the joyous shout and celebration escaping Mirabella as she read the announcement.

 

[Parasolii 182]

Selyne Amador stared 'pon the missive, her gaze wide and in awe. "FUCKIN' FINALLY!" She screeched in her room at Myrine, unladylike to a tea, but deserved. "Oh- oh! I need to get a dress, and a gift planned--" Thus, the teen scurred to her fabrics, journal in one hand, excited.

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A Stirlandic Knight with fiery-orange hair, a close friend of the bride, would have the invitation delivered to him by a passing courier. Upon reading, his visage drew a soft smile, having been told of the engagement by the Archminister herself.

 

“May GOD bless this union an’ leave it unsundered, even at the end o’ the world.” Ser Aviel Helfgott murmured quietly at his desk, thus signing the Lorraine in the direction of Ivöria and then unto himself.

 

The Helfgott then realized that he would probably need to wear that was not his armor for such an occasion, so a step to the trunk at the foot of his bed would be made.

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Karl gasped at the missive, clutching it to his chest. “By Saint Lucien, at last!” he squealed like a milkmaid, diving into a chest of silks and velvets. “A gown, and ribbons, and perhaps a garland too!”