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Franz Edmund von Augusten, perused the contents of the charter, pleased to see the establishment of this new Waldenian Society. " Ein important step on zhe path to unification of our beloved people for sure." He mumbled to himself, appearing at peace for the first in many months, before giving his nod of approval and tucking the missive away.

A lone figure, clad in armor, bearing the visage of an defiant eagle, knelt at the alter of the Chapel of Saint. Michael. Hands brought together in quiet prayers, he watched incense rise, thickening the air as it spread through the chapel. His gaze was fixed upon one man, now freed at last from the burdens of this mortal world. Tears welled up in his eyes, as he bid his final farewell. “Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked I will return thither. You gave, and You shall take away but why, O Lord, must it hurt so deeply?”

Issued by 𝕱𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖟 𝕰𝖉𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖛𝖔𝖓 𝕬𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓, from the ✠ 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖈𝖍𝖜𝖞𝖟 ✠ 8th of Tobias’ Bounty, The Year of Our Lord, 2020. 𝕿he Hatchling of Twin Eagles. 𝕷𝖔 und attend – good folk of the Commonwealth. With a heart full of love und gratitude, I, Lord Franz Edmund von Augusten, share the most blessed news—GOTT has graced my beloved wife, Lady Aloisa von Augusten, und me with two beautiful sons. Our dear boys, the young Lords Corwin Leopold von Augusten ( @Sebbysc ) und Sigismund Leon von Augusten, arrived into this world together, with Corwin taking his first breath just moments before his brother, marking his place as the great-grand-heir to the Margravate of Schwyz. They are the most precious gifts, born in good health und strong spirit, a living testament to the love that binds our family. In their eyes, I see the future—one bright with promise, steadfast in duty, und warmed by the love that surrounds them. My sons, my pride und joy, may you grow in strength und wisdom, walking ever in faith und honor. May GOTT watch over you always, my sweet boys, guiding your steps with grace. May your laughter fill our halls, your hearts remain kind, und your spirits burn bright with the love of family und the calling of duty. You are our greatest blessing. ✠ A Prayer For My Sons. O’ Merciful GOTT, hear a father’s prayer, As I lift up my sons, Corwin Leopold and Sigismund Leon, Two precious gifts, bound in brotherhood, Brought into this world by Thy divine grace. From their first breath, may Thy hand be upon them, Guiding their steps, guarding their hearts, Filling them with strength, wisdom, und virtue, That they may walk in faith, love, und honor. Bless Corwin, my firstborn, with the strength to lead, To bear the weight of duty with a steadfast heart. Bless Sigismund, his brother, with courage und loyalty, That he may stand beside him, a brother in faith und purpose. Let their days be filled with joy, their hearts unburdened by fear, Und may they always find their way back to each other, No matter how far life may take them. In Thy mercy, O’ GOTT, I place my trust, Watch over my sons, now und forevermore. Amen. ✠ 𝕲𝖔𝖙𝖙 𝕾𝖊𝖌𝖓𝖊 ✠ Signed, His Lordship, 𝕱𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖟 𝕰𝖉𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖛𝖔𝖓 𝕬𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓, Grand-Heir to Schwyz, Squire to the Orders of the Petrine Laurel & Vander Knights. Her Ladyship, 𝕬𝖑𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖆 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖊 𝖛𝖔𝖓 𝕬𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓,

A young squire sat alone in his quiet chamber, a letter clutched tightly in his hands, its weight bearing down heavily upon him. How many years had passed since they first met? It surely felt like a lifetime ago. Whenever he was in need of guidance or help, Arakawa had always been there for him. Franz stared at the letter, his eyes tracing the familiar handwriting of Arakawa once more. He folded the letter and placed it in the drawer of his desk, gazing out of his chamber window in distress.