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"...Merle was Seven when this would've happened." was all Osprey Altwegg had to say to this absurd claim. "...Also, where the **** is our heir?"

Osprey Altwegg, captain of the expedition to establish a camp to prepare the area for settlement, looked over the makeshift rampart cutting across the clearing. "Finally." He smiled as the first of the carts began appearing along the road. "This will all soon have been worth it."

"Hey, I was part of it too, where's my mention?" Huffed Osprey Altwegg as he read it, wanting to be included.

“I’m perfectly fine with this.” Miroslaw Jazlowiecki remarked. “Lotharia is not its title, it is the people, who will go where they will. If the Empire wants the titles they are welcome to them.”

Within the liberated City of Breccia, Miroslaw Jazlowiecki bellowed out a laugh. A hollow threat from a hollower man. “Put this in the privy- just about all this sheet of paper is worth. If Iohannis seeks his crown back, let him come and reclaim it himself.”

"It's a shame it had to come to this." Remarked Miroslaw Jazlowiecki. "But it had to happen."

Miroslaw Jazlowiecki nodded as he read the missive. "I've always been proud of you, sister, and though we no longer share a name, you are always welcome as family at my table. Bear your new name honorably and make our ancestors proud." ------------ From up in the Seven Skies, Masashi Iekami grinned at his descendant's revival of the house he and his father and brother built. That said, his eyebrow raised as he saw the bottom of the missive from a certain Lechian's hands. "...Since when was that the House Motto?"

Miroslaw Jazlowiecki, a longtime friend of the now-retired couple smiled as he read their final words as Grand Duke and Duchess. "You two gave us the most precious gift a leader can give to their people- a Future. Enjoy your rest, you've earned it."

"Seems even the Tar's men chafe under him. There's hope yet to see my home free." Observed potentially misguided Petran freedom fighter Alaric von Theonus

"Hey, don't put us in the same boat as Numendil, at least we actually showed up to fights." Grumbled Miroslaw Jazlowiecki, Lotharian veteran ------------ "What do you expect from the servants of the Tar? Cowards, the lot. Ave Petra, I will see you freed." Swore Alaric von Theonus, Petran defector to the Druscan cause.

"Wait. Last I recall, there WAS no High Pontiff Leviticus- having been removed from Office by the council and all that. Any order issued in Callahan's name is non-binding." Remarked Miroslaw Jazlowiecki.

"Ah, a Temporary military occupation... I've heard that one before." Grumbled Miroslaw Jazlowiecki. "Funny how they always find excuses to make the temporary permanent."

Miroslaw Jazlowiecki DISTINCTLY remembers his Balianite countrymen being labelled as paranoid for predicting this EXACT development, often by some of the signatories to this belated reform movement.

Freshly-minted Pagan Miroslaw Jazlowiecki rolls his eyes. "Canonists, amirite? **** the church."

"Veletz collapsed under the weight of its own ambitions before. It will happen again." Spoke Miroslaw Jazlowiecki, as if speaking an article of faith.