The Trau-tor's Letter

[Croangutan 224]

 

The Tide of History

 

 

Before your eyes stands a proclamation in form of apology directed at His Imperial Majesty HADRIAN I And at all whom it may concern.

 

Spoiler

 

 

A S    P R O C L A I M E D   B Y

The Humble Subject, 

  

 

The No-longer Countess Palatine of Trau, 

Viscountess of Valaqua and Baroness of San Giulia,

Eleonora Ysabel

of the House di Trau

 

 

To the Emperor, Lords, Ladies, and the common folk of the Imperium,

It is incredible how far one decision can bring a person, and then cause them trouble at a later date. Such a fate I experienced with the cursed marriage to my no-good, though sadly lawful, husband. After the untimely death of Count Adonis of Stirland, Godfrey and I were called upon to serve as the next Count and Countess. This duty I wished to fulfill to my fullest potential, but it was denied to me relatively soon. I was young, misguided, and lost when my father-in-law, Peter Rovare, insisted that we abandon our posts as the rightful rulers of the land. I was naturally hesitant, but my husband was not. At that time, I was already with child. Fearing abandonment and disgrace, I chose to follow, not wishing to bring my child into a world without their father. Left with no choice, I accepted.

This choice ended up spiraling into me waking up one day a Princess, then Countess Palatine, Viscountess, and Baroness. I was showered with attention and a better standard of life, but this I did not seek. I always wanted to serve my post; that is why I was granted, by Peter, the titles of the County Palatinate of Trau, Viscounty of Valaqua, and Barony of San Giulia, as thanks for my construction and organisation of what was to be the Jewel of the Shore, Southspire. But all was in vain when the Peterian army began to crumble like stale bread, and the food itself turned stale, and perhaps even Peter himself turned stale. Fueled by delusions of power and meaning, the man ruined my life and family in the long run.

As for my husband, when we moved to the Horde, I began to wait for him, but he never came. I never saw him in person again, never. I was abandoned and alone, with only my infant children, in a foreign land, estranged and lost. He did not die; he very much was and still is alive, but he had chosen to cast me aside, clearly growing tired of my existence.

I ended up living my worst nightmare, a nightmare from which I shall never truly recover. But I remain hopeful that God’s path is one of wonder, and perhaps there will be something which will redeem and cleanse my soul of pain and guilt.

For this, and for all I have aided and done, I apologise wholeheartedly. All titles and privilege I have ever possessed, if commanded by Emperor Hadrian Primus, may be destroyed, but if he chooses otherwise, I beg of him to keep them by his side, so that one day perhaps one of my nephews or relatives of the loyal House Carnelle, which I foolishly abandoned and disobeyed, may take them as their own, as a reward for serving His Majesty if he so pleases. Let them not stray from the true path of humanity.

As for myself, I shall seek inner peace. Perhaps, if the Church decrees it, I shall divorce, and if permitted, I shall join a sisterhood, for my duties as Matriarch are no longer required.

Once more, I beg forgiveness, for I bring shame upon Horen’s race, my lineage, and my blood.

 

The Humble Subject of the Imperium, Eleonora Ysabel

 

 

Edited February 15 by Croangutan

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A missive from his sister-in-law would be received by Gunthram. Slowly, he would find himself more and more alone within the South. Although he was surrounded by Descendants, he came to the greater realization that very few were of Horen’s blood and even Rovaric blood.
 

A sigh left the young man as he continued to write within his journal.