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That morning, Konstantina woke and reached for Owyn by instinct—natural, unconscious, the way a flower turns toward the sun. Dawn bled through the gauzy curtains, soft and golden, and revealed the parchment left behind. Maybe he’d gone sentimental again, leaving her a love note just because. That was her first thought—the kind that made the Ruthern roll her eyes, dramatic as ever, even as a faint smile played on her lips. The handwriting was unmistakably his, slanted and alive. Time folded in on itself. . . The letter slipped from dainty fingers like a dove shot mid-flight and drifted onto the floor, and so did she. Something inside of her broke, yet no sound was emitted. There were no screams -- just a hollow hush, the kind one would only hear in the air of a chapel when everyone has already left. The tears were slow, silent, reverent. That day, Konstantina left everything behind but the letter and the ring, which now hung cold and heavy against her chest. There she began her trek, barefoot through morning frost, to the convent.

Antoine de Lewes casted a guilty, sidelong glare in the direction of his closet -- all of a sudden his entire wardrobe consisted of deep blues, golds, purples, blacks and greens, "The lengths an Alban man must consider to get a wife these days. . ." He grumbled, beginning to count his mina to commission a new mask and outfit.

Despite her disinterest in the nature of theology, Konstantina vas Ruthern read in support of the Crown Prince of Balian! "Dobry work," She approved!

Antoine Ashford de Lewes reads the missive with indifference, "Anything is better than the state of abeyance our people are currently in. We used to be good, honorable people. . . now. . . I do not know what we are," He casts the parchment to his desk, lost amongst the other documents he and his bloodline failed to complete.

The newly appointed Regent of Talentine, Henri de Lewes, nodded his head, patiently relaying the requests and information in neat ink and quill. The Baron, notoriously awful in regards to the treatment of children and fatherhood, seemingly had a change of heart. Perhaps the young Count Leon was what he wished his own heir to have been.

ELECTOR NAME: Yustina Anastasya Sarkozic var Aaun. ELECTOR HOUSE: Sarkozic var Aaun. VOTE CAST: Da!

"Mother obviously didn't give Mikhail enough attention as a baby," Yustina remarked to her two remaining brothers, Artyom and Aleksey, after reading.

THE KINDERFESTE OF REVEDIN The Rite of Maturity of the Countess of Revedin, Konstancja Illena Konstancja Illena, Circa. 1972 Written by THE MARCH OF VELEN After years of study abroad, the Countess of Revedin is to return home to the Velenic Plateau, and at the whim of the Margravial Seat of Velen, a Kinderfeste shall be hosted in her honor. _________________ TIMETABLE Firstly, a bonfire will be prepared from the Aschenwald wood and ignited to mark Konstancja’s transition into adulthood. She shall throw a few cherished items into the flames to mark her passage into adulthood accompanied by a speech from herself and her parents. Secondly, classical Waldenian music will be played as guests are allowed to mingle and congratulate the individual. Finally, Konstancja will be officially invested by her parents as the Countess of Revedin as is customary. _________________ INVITATIONS Personal Invitations of the Countess are sent to; His Royal Highness, Charles Reman of Aaun Her Royal Highness, Josephine Florentia of Aaun His Lordship, Guy de Lewes of Virdain Her Ladyship, Hedwig of Warsovia Miss Winifred Adelia Barclay To the Peerage of Aaun; His Royal Majesty, John I, King of Aaun, and his noble pedigree His Highness, Johannes von Alstreim, Prince of Merryweather, and his noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Olympe-Regina Dieuxmont de Rosius, The Marchioness of Haute-Epine, and her noble pedigree His Lordship, Krzysztof Jazlowiecki, The Count of Warsovia, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Léon Henri, The Count of Talentine, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Grzmichuj Jazlowiecki, The Baron of Triglav, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Henri de Lewes, The Baron of Virdain, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Emilio Varoche, The Baron of Napoliza, and his noble pedigree To the Waldenic Diet; His Royal Highness, Alfred, Prince in Reinmar and of Sutica, Elector of Reinmar His Royal Highness, Leon, Prince in Reinmar and of Minitz, Elector of Minitz The Right Honourable, Aurel von Theonus, Elector of Marignan The Right Honourable, Friedrich von Augusten, Elector of Hohengarten Sir Daris Verethi Teres, Syndicate Envoy to the Waldenic Diet And all others, of Waldenic Heritage SIGNED, His Excellency, Siegmund I, RKTVOOBE, ROKSG, Margrave of Velen, Count of Cantal, Viscount of the Aschenwald, Baron Mons Velena, Alsace, and the Arentania, Lord of Kostritz, Patriarch of the House von Reuss, Elector of Velen, Protector of the Aschenwald peoples, Vice-Chancellor of Aaun Her Ladyship, Marlene of Merryweather, Margravine-consort of Velen, Countess-consort of Cantal, Viscountess-Consort of the Aschenwald, Baroness-consort of Mons Velena, Alsace, and the Arentania, Lady of Kostritz, Protectress of the Aschenwald peoples Her Ladyship, Konstancja von Reuss, Countess of Revedin, Heir to the Margravate of Velen OOC:

AN ANNOUNCEMENT OF ABDICATION Penned by Ser Henri de Lewes of Virdain On the 6th of Owyn’s Flame, 1961 For a sum of forty-seven years, Baron Fernand Auguste Ashford de Lewes served the Kingdom of Aaun and Virdain. In the duration of which he had served as the Mayor of Whitespire, The Chancellor of Aaun and much more. Lord Fernand sponsored the establishment of the Barony of Virdain in 1914 and has since then been the first and only to hold its title. Not only has he been a loyal courtier, but a husband and father as well. Now, finally content with his life’s achievements, the Baron has now formally decided to step back and enjoy the remainder of his life with his wife without the responsibilities he has carried. In doing so, he hereby surrenders the Barony of Virdain and the ownership of Cors-Midden to his rightful heir - Ser Henri Leufroy Sigismond Ashford de Lewes. May GOD bless the Baron and the family of Ashford de Lewes. SIGNED, HIS LORDSHIP, Fernand Auguste Ashford de Lewes HIS LORDSHIP, Ser Henri Leufroy Sigismond Ashford de Lewes Baron of Virdain OOC

THE DUCHY OF REINMAR DONATES Issued by the Duchess Theodosia of the Duchy of Reinmar On the 9th of Sun’s Smile, 513 Ehr Sigmunda OR years have I, Theodosia Helen Barclay, listened to the people of Reinmar. For years have I searched for a way to give back to the good citizens that have so willingly assisted my husband. Since my youth I have yearned to follow the Lord’s mission and feed the hungry, clothe the naked and shelter the needy. Though my roots aren’t necessarily Waldenic, I have studied the culture and tried to assimilate as briskly as possible, to understand the citizen’s of Alfred’s realm. In my studies, I have grown a fond interest in the styles that the men and women of Reinmar alike choose to wear. I have decided to take it upon myself to replicate such fashion with my newfound interest in sewing. You may be wondering, if you are still reading, how my interests and hobbies have any association with you? Well, quite a lot, in truth. All I seek is to improve the lives of others, and with such a reason - I present, to those who are in need of a new wardrobe, FREE GOWNS AND GARBS! For the ladies I have an assembly of two practical, modest outfits that represent both Waldenic culture and Reinmaren pride. BEHOLD. REINMAREN DAMSEL REINMAREN FARMER DAMSEL Unfortunately for the gentlemen, I did not possess the same creativity. I made a singular casual outfit in two different colour variations, blue and green. BLUE REINMAREN MANN GREEN REINMAREN MANN Thank you Reinmarens and Minitzers alike for your generous aid over the years, you have not gone unnoticed. SIGNED HER PRINCELY GRACE, Theodosia Helen Barclay, Princess-Consort of Sutica, Duchess-Consort of Reinmar, Countess-Consort of Freimark and Kretzen, Baroness-Consort of Madvon and Freising, Lady of Sankt Johannsburg OOC:

IGN: sondher RP NAME: Theodosia Barclay PERSONA ID: 55747

The Duchess of Reinmar, Theodosia, received the news with great anticipation, beaming with pride upon hearing the words from the Duke. "Finally," She exhaled a soft sigh of relief, "The efforts of your people have been acknowledged, Alfie." Despite her initial happiness, a shadow of worry clouded her porcelain features, an unwavering feeling that instinctively made her palms clasp in prayer for the future of her family and peace.

Konstancja was so excited that her father was finally employed !

Konstancja von Reuss readied her finest bow and trained accordingly with the assistance of her mother, Marlene.

The rather impatient Ayrikivian, Theodosia, rolled her eyes, expecting such a request from her wounded husband (@Gandhi) , "Who am ah tae deny ye a weddin'? Ah pray this time ye willnae get 'urt fer once..." She murmured, bracing herself to assist the Barclay.