THE IMPERIAL WEDDING OF 641 A.A

[Pandamainia 86]

 

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THE IMPERIAL WEDDING OF 641 A.A

 

“For I love you so much, truly 

That one could sooner dry up

The deep sea

And hold back its waves

Than I could constrain myself

From Loving you.“ 

~ Guillaume de Machaut 

 

 

Issued by the Office of the Lady of Summerhold.

On the date of 9th of Horen’s Folly, 641 A.A

 

 

With the gracious blessing of His Imperial Majesty, it is formally proclaimed that Lady Vera Fitzwilliam of Summerhold and His Imperial Highness Prince Johannes Horen, whose bond has been forged through many years of steadfast courtship and honored by a solemn engagement, shall soon be joined in holy matrimony. Their union stands as a testament of patience, devotion, and mutual esteem, nurtured quietly within the courts and now brought forth into celebration. As their paths are woven together, this forthcoming nuptial marks not only the joining of two hearts, but the beginning of a shared legacy, upheld by affection and imperial tradition.

 

EVENT 

The sacred ceremony shall be held within the hallowed halls of the Imperial Palace, beneath the watchful presence of God and court alike, and shall be solemnly officiated by the Pontiff himself. There, before altar and crown, Lady Vera Fitzwilliam of Summerhold and His Imperial Highness Prince Johannes Horen will exchange their vows in accordance with holy and imperial tradition. This rite, conducted with reverence and dignity, shall bind their union not only in marriage, but in faith, duty, and service to the Empire.

 

EVENT 

The next portion of the wedding festivities shall take the form of a ceremonial joust, held in honor of the newlywed couple and conducted in the spirit of chivalry and noble competition. Throughout the course of the joust, courtiers may present their gifts to the newlywed Prince and Princess. Those who wish to take part in the lists are expected to observe all customs of jousting and chivalric conduct, and ladies of the court are graciously encouraged to prepare favors to bestow upon the competing jousters. In recognition of skill and valor, a monetary prize of 1000 mina shall be awarded to the victor of the tourney.

 

EVENT 

Following the joust, the celebrations shall conclude with a private soiree at an undisclosed location. Invitation to such will be at the discretion of the newly married couple, who wish to keep the revelry  intimate as the night draws to a close, and given to guests throughout the evening. Guests who arrive without such, will be strictly denied entrance.

 

 

Imperial Majesty, HADRIAN I, Emperor of Man, and His Imperial Retinue

 

His Princely Highness, MARTIUS VAN AERT, Prince of Blackvale and His Noble Pedigree

His Princely Highness, CASSIUS MARENO, Prince of Myrine and His Noble Pedigree

His Royal Highness, EDWARD ALSTION, Archduke of Alba and His Royal Pedigree 

His Princely Highness, ERWIN BARCLAY, Prince of Reinmar and His Noble Pedigree

His Grace, DUNCAN BARUCH, Duke of Valwyck and His Noble Pedigree

The Most Honorable, KONSTANTIN AUGUSTEN, Margrave of Schwyz and His Noble Pedigree

The Right Honorable, EZRA DE SENNA, Count of Edessa and His Noble Pedigree

The Right Honorable, SIR LOTHAR D’AMAURY, Count of Metz and His Noble Pedigree

The Right Honorable, NUVILTA WHITEWOOD, Countess of Silasia and Her Noble Pedigree 

His Lordship, IOHANNIS BASILEUS, Baron of Cascanova and His Noble Pedigree

Her Ladyship, DAME LORELEI ALSTION-ENSWERP, Baroness of Rethel and Her Noble Pedigree 

 

THE PRINCELY HOUSE OF ASTURIAS

DAME MANON YVAINE VON VOLKRICH

And all those others that seem themselves friends and supporters. . .

 

 

 

His Imperial Highness, JOHANNES MARIUS of House Horen,

Prince of the Empire and of Burgundy, Duke of Hollyhold, Prince-Justiciar of Middelan, and Bearer of the Argentate Star.

 

Her Ladyship, VERA FITZWILLIAM,

Lady of Summerhold.

 

 

 

Spoiler

 

Friday 20th February @ 10:30 GMT / 5:30 EST

in the Imperial Palace

 

As penned by Lady Caerine of Myrine / Thank you so much for all your organisational help @Mady

 

 

 

 

[Werew0lf 24179]

The Emperor stood before his wife, raising two pairs of gloves; one white pair, and one black pair. "Which one should I wear?" He questioned.

 

@brujera

[Frisket 4537]

A High witch reads the announcement of festivities. There she will go to see that one which she was to teach. A forgotten student, and seemingly a hidden secret..

 

Even the smallest stains, taint the gown as a whole. 
 

Though Vivien seemed happy, just sad that such types of people forget about their origins.

[TaraJess 2848]

Upon the leaves of the trees of Summerhold did an ocean breeze whistle. The sound was faint, a whispered curse weighed down by salted air. The leaves seemed to hiss... were there still snakes in the garden?

[Mady 3771]

Gently scrubbing any ink or paint which clung to her palms upon the completion of the wedding invitations, CAERINE was enjoying her moment of respite. . .though it did not last long as she realised she must pick out a gown for the event! “Eirene! Have you seen my blue dress?” @sarahbarah

[brujera 1152]

11 minutes ago, Werew0lf said:

The Emperor stood before his wife, raising two pairs of gloves; one white pair, and one black pair. "Which one should I wear?" He questioned.

 

@brujera

 

"Black," She affirmed with a nod. "White gloves were preferred by the GODLESS Novellan Emperors."

[sarahbarah 7105]

10 minutes ago, Mady said:

Gently scrubbing any ink or paint which clung to her palms upon the completion of the wedding invitations, CAERINE was enjoying her moment of respite. . .though it did not last long as she realised she must pick out a gown for the event! “Eirene! Have you seen my blue dress?” @sarahbarah

 

“I think all of your gowns are blue, Caerine," said her princely cousin, EIRENE OF MYRINE

 

[krispeechips 150]

4 minutes ago, sarahbarah said:

11 minutes ago, Mady said:

Gently scrubbing any ink or paint which clung to her palms upon the completion of the wedding invitations, CAERINE was enjoying her moment of respite. . .though it did not last long as she realised she must pick out a gown for the event! “Eirene! Have you seen my blue dress?” @sarahbarah

 

“I think all of your gowns are blue, Caerine," said her princely cousin, EIRENE OF MYRINE.

 

The youngest of the three Mareno followed after with a judgemental look upon his face, peering at the gowns they were sorting through. SIRIUS felt the need to keep the two scholary kin of his on their toes with his critique.

[Pureimp10 5691]

"Ah won at the last Imperial weddin', perhaps ah'll have similar luck 'ere?" Duncan asked, to no one in particular. The old man was now into his late 70s, and his mind had begun to go.

[Javert 9615]

"Squire, prepare my Lance. It has been decades since I have partook in an old-fashioned joust." Spoke Ser Meili Altwegg to Kepha. @_FirBranch_A spark of excitement lit in the old man, who was determined to see if his old bones could carry him to victory in the tournament. "We ought to prepare a gift." He said to his wife @Plausifraunz

[_FirBranch_ 20]

25 minutes ago, Javert said:

"Squire, prepare my Lance. It has been decades since I have partook in an old-fashioned joust." Spoke Ser Meili Altwegg to Kepha. @_FirBranch_A spark of excitement lit in the old man, who was determined to see if his old bones could carry him to victory in the tournament. "We ought to prepare a gift." He said to his wife @Plausifraunz

"Of course, Ser." The adolescent answers to the lord, eager to see him in action soon, and goes to open the door to head to the basement. "Should I start preparing one of the horses too?"

[Plausifraunz 361]

10 minutes ago, Javert said:

"Squire, prepare my Lance. It has been decades since I have partook in an old-fashioned joust." Spoke Ser Meili Altwegg to Kepha. @_FirBranch_A spark of excitement lit in the old man, who was determined to see if his old bones could carry him to victory in the tournament. "We ought to prepare a gift." He said to his wife @Plausifraunz

The Margravine flipped through one of her favorite romance novels, pausing, and peering behind her to Meili. A brief raise of her brow. "I could gather something. Are you serious about partaking?" She chuckled to herself. "I'll go start preparing the medicinal stuff. Just in case. I'll make sure Kepha get's your gear." 

[Spoopy_Duck 3217]

An Asturian, one who has avoided the public for some years found the missive in his grasp. "Atleast the princess did not have to summon her own brother to a wedding." He mused to himself before carrying on.

[Tide1 4535]

Some place in the world, a father pondered on his lonesome, could they not spare him the ink, or had he just mastered retirement like he once did the art of war? 

 

At times, death upon Burgundy fields would have suited him much better, thought Tiberias.