Jump to content

THE MIRACLE OF FURNESTOCK

 Share


Mattiii

Recommended Posts

image.thumb.png.b2b104f12729f673524d26c6e4eef203.png

Penned by,

Her Serene Highness, 

the Archduchess of Alba

image.thumb.png.1b72bd08d0a9d8e1b17dee83fbd0433d.png

Anno Domini, 12th of Sun’s Smile, 2051

Disseminated among all the Vassals and Lords of Man.

image.thumb.png.58e9a286f29978037a6f7e3aaac7e8fe.png

 

22.png

 Pictured: The Archduchess cradles the young Heir of Alstion, 2040

 

Prayer for the Family,

Unto Exalted Horen and St. Julia

 

   

image.png.e5e90e099547b7cfcbba2a57f8f78e8d.png

Exalted Horen and Saint Julia, behold us prostrate at your feet, learning by your most noble example. Through God our Lord, grant us peace and harmony, and, through the abundant graces God hath given to you, bless us in times of need and plenty alike.

   



image.thumb.png.297fad5b24502469968c287fa51ac059.png

 

image.thumb.png.27bdccbbe61f4a479a0de7be113fa9ef.png

rought upon us by the Grace of GOD, it doth bringeth great joy unto Their Serene Highnesses, the ARCHDUKE and ARCHDUCHESS of ALBA, to proclaim unto all the good tidings of an addition to Our Household. In the winter of her life and following her fourty-first summer, the ARCHDUCHESS of ALBA hath brought forth a male heir. Naught short of a MIRACLE. Upon the eve of the third-and-twentieth day of the Sun’s Smile, in the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and One and Fifty, the babe hath been brought into this realm, hale and whole.

 

image.thumb.png.f7669d4242ca93892f96a7636616efe3.png

 

image.thumb.png.9764bb9b24c9e77232ceeff73dbdd454.png 77.png image.thumb.png.9e32e54e5d9c58fc3552f48ea11e5206.png

It hath pleased Almighty GOD of His infinite Mercy and Grace to grant unto Us the deliverance of a son and heir. With great joy and inward comfort of Us, of all Alban subjects, and to those beyond the reaches of this Archducal realm - We have no little cause to give high thanks, laud, and praise. We, therefore, by this letter advertise this continuation of the Line of John. It be Our only desire and prayer for the good health, prosperity, and continual preservation of Our Prince. With GOD and Sir Charles of Verbant, of the Draconis-Atrium, as Our witnesses, it pleases Us greatly to reveal that the child is born with faint chestnut hair, Horen-grey eyes, and a pale complexion, thus bearing the principal features of Our predecessors. And We do, in humble observance of Our trust, hereby appoint and entrust unto a faithful friend to Our family, George Arthur Aldersberg, the office and honour of Godfather to Our most cherished Heir to Alba.

 

After careful deliberation, and with much prayer, We have resolved upon a Name, rooted in the history of Alba, both of the olde and of the new: the olde, recalling the last Morvelyn Duke of Alba, Francis William; the new, celebrating Our most noble Earl of Dover, who was present at the baptism of Our heir upon that very eve of the third-and-twentieth day of the Sun’s Smile, and in token of Our gratitude did We bestow upon Our son the middle name of Arthur, that of the Earl; and therefore, in observance of Our forebears and in hope of that which Providence hath yet in store for Our Realm,

 

SO LET HIM BE CALLED; 

99.png

@mojanghunter

 

As Our princely father once did before Us, so too do We, by right and duty, enfeoff Our first-begotten son with the Duchy of Furnestock, together with all styles, dignities, and privileges thereto belonging, that his estate as Our true and rightful heir be made plain before GOD and man alike.
 

image.thumb.png.b37444dcfffa4c35e8000684e9011b49.png

Link to post
Share on other sites

Margaret stood at crib of her long-awaited brother, alongside her younger sister Philippa. She leaned down to brush her hand through the alban Heir's brown tufts of hair. "... At last," she whispered dotingly to him, "we have our princeling." 

Link to post
Share on other sites

Philippa of Furnestock peered over her brother’s crib with a beaming grin. Gently, she reached down to brush her hand across the babe’s soft head. "One day, you shall rule over the greatest realm mankind has ever known." @kuerbis

Link to post
Share on other sites

Atop the highest chamber of the Castle Glasgon, the Miracle of Furnestock lay swaddled in his crib. Unaware of the lofty charge that lay upon his name, he slumbered soundly whilst his father and his council rejoiced at the promise of their long-awaited heir.

Link to post
Share on other sites

 

The Godfather of the babe, George of Dover, who had so closely held him at his baptism, offered much thought since the child was entered into the Faith. “As much as the Princeling shall carry my name, so I pledge to be servant and steward to his realm. As I was for his Father and his Father before him.” The Aldersberg could not resist but smile at every instance of the Duke of Furnestock’s mention.

 

Link to post
Share on other sites

This may contain: a painting of three women holding a baby

 

Jane of Dover looked down upon the babe; her gaze, wrought with contempt for the boy, met his. He, swaddled in linen within her grasp, writhed uncomfortably. Before any had known of him, she did, and now he rested in her arms with a few unceremoniously placed witnesses to behold this MIRACLE OF FURNESTOCK.

Link to post
Share on other sites

"I baptize you in the name of God. Be cleansed by the waters of Gamesh and be free from all sin and vice," Father Lothaire uttered, pouring holy water unto infant duke's brow. Today was a busy day.

Link to post
Share on other sites

“I ought to really return, it seems I am missing out on a lot.” The now elderly Albert-Gouliélmos de Rosius sent some flowers with carried by an eagle to drop off in Alba for the newborn.

Link to post
Share on other sites

 Share

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.



×
×
  • Create New...