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Renilde, aged just thirteen, earned the first wrinkle on her forehead.

NOMINATIONS OPEN TO THE THIRD REFORMATION OF PETRA On the 6th of Horen's Calling, 1895. . . By the UNITY OF MIND of the GOVERNMENT in PETRA, serving always CHIVALRY, LIBERTY and JUSTICE, we the PEOPLE do present these RECREATE OUR GOVERNANCE, delivered at MOUNT GARMONT CONCERNING ELECTION to the role of PRIME MINISTER TABLE OF CONTENTS; I. THE ELECTION II. CANDIDACY I. THE ELECTION By the will of the people, our Commonwealth prospers. Henceforth, by the will of His Grace the Archduke, elections for the Prime Minister shall occur on a basis of every four years maximum. The requirements to run for office are the following. Must be at least 16 years of age Must hold, or occupy a residency / estate within Petra’s dominion Must be a Knight or Dame of the Petran Realm Be in good legal standing from the Tribune of Petra Must be registered for the Commonwealth Census Candidacies shall be unrestricted from the release of this missive for three Saints Days. In the following three, ballots shall open to the public to decide the Prime Minister. This shall be the precedent for all elections to follow for the third reformation, lest stated otherwise by the Archduke under the purview of the Round Table. II. CANDIDACY This missive is veracious, whence nominations to become Prime Minister are open. Direct a letter to the Archduke with relevant qualifications, given they are met, the Archduke shall reciprocate a letter either confirming or denying their official candidacy. Petra, Flowing Water! Ave! Ave! O SAINTE RÈGNE PETRÉRE HIS GRACE, Paul Salvian Temesch et Moere Archduke of the Petra, Count of Temesch and Moere

"What a drastic change from what was last decided upon..." Renilde told her father, blinking as she saw her name listed as the next regent, the Archduchess of the Commonwealth of Petra.

"I cannot wait to learn from Dame Austina; I want to be a dame just like her, my mamma, and Dame Catherine!" Renilde said to herself in the mirror as she prepared for a luxurious slumber.

“So… does this mean we can visit Acre like we used to?” Renilde asked from just at her father’s flank while they trekked back up the slope leading to Temesch Hall. “I really do love to wander the fields, and to feed the farm animals!” She chimed, reminiscing on the last time she’d visited so many months ago, which seemed to be an eternity in her own short life of eleven years. @bickando

“I’m so excited to see what my papa can accomplish,” chimed in a youthful Temesch lass in colorful silks, genuine in her eagerness to watch Petra flourish. "And also Chancellor Catherine, Ser Bernard, and Nicoletta too!" Renilde could hardly contain herself, bouncing in her seat while she told her nanny of her own aspirations within the commonwealth - for when she was older, of course... "When I'm an adult, like Dame Catherine, I want to be just a smart and fluid with the law as she is! And I want to be clever and poise like my papa, while being pretty and wise like my ma!" The Temesch's nanny couldn't have cared less, bobbing her head while the child spoke, working on stitching up one of the girl's torn, played-in gowns. (( reply friends... @bickando@slattador@AndrewTech))

I wish I could marry you in the real life.

“I wish him and his family all the best.” Odessa smiled a sad smile upon seeing the finalization of her divorce. “Bless you, Dietrich. We both know this was for the better.”

“Ah, this is just what I expected; quite wise of Temesch to join the right side. Adrian, I’m sure, would be pleased to know Paulie made a great call.”

“Well said, Dietrich, dear,” Odessa murmured to her husband from where she loomed over his shoulder, watching as he wrote the letter in his neat and eloquent hand.

vanderfall bids you a fond farewell with a heavy heart

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