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"Oh, now nice, my dead father was invited." Renilde tossed the invitation into the fire, her own gaze ablaze as she watched it catch.

"This just got even more interesting," remarked the archduchess from the basilica in Karosgrad, reading the day's eventful round of missives.

“What an accurate recounting of events,” remarked the archduchess, witness to the intensive training.

"What a peculiar predicament... it seems that there will be a Petra branch of Azor, and an Aaunite one as well. Things are about to get confusing!" Renilde folded the missive from Louis and put it away in a specific drawer in her desk, knowing she would never have to reference it to recall the superior Azor line's devotion to the commonwealth. "Good luck with this one, Louis." The archduchess murmured the words for only her husband Constanz to witness, breathing a laugh as she blew out the candle and made ready for bed.

"Hah, she should have called it 'A Mask Hidden in the KNIGHT!' Hah! Get it?" Renilde laughed hard at her own joke, going as far as to slap her own knee after telling it to her husband. @Eddywilson2

THE LAUREL UNION 7th of Godfrey’s Triumph 1895 “My labor is the virtuous labor,and all the strength of the Virtue shall serve the righteous laborer” (Virtues 4:9) It is with great honor and pleasure that we announce the matrilineal union of Archduchess Renilde I of Petra and his Highness Prince Constantine-Anton of Balian, The marriage taking place within the city of Valfleur. After the initial sacrament has taken place a feast shall be held within the town celebrating the union of the Archduchess and Archduke for their long lives and a fruitful marriage. Special Invitations While the citizenry of Petra is wholly allowed and welcomed to attend, special invitations are extended to the following: The Old Regime King of Balian, John Casimir and his royal pedigree King of Haenseti-Ruska, Karl III and his royal pedigree Sovereign Prince of Sedan, Frederick II and his serene pedigree The Baron of Acre, Wolfgang de Vilain and his esteemed pedigree O SAINTE RÈGNE PETRÉRE HER GRACE, Renilde I of Petra Archduchess of the Petra, Countess of Temesch and Moere HIH, Constantine-Anton Novellen, Prince of Balian

“Very well said, yes,” the teen sovereign murmured to her advisors after their return to Petra.

THE CORONATION OF PETRA On the 6th of Horen’s Calling, 1894. . . By the UNITY OF MIND of the GOVERNMENT in PETRA, serving always CHIVALRY, LIBERTY and JUSTICE, we the PEOPLE do CORANATE HER GRACE the ARCHDUCHESS RENILDE TEMESCH. TABLE OF CONTENTS; I. FOREWORD II. INAUGURATION I. FOREWORD Eleven years hitherto, people of the Heartlands, coming from various creeds and kin came together by the will of the late Archduke Paul Salvian. The Commonwealth has since prospered by the will of the Sovereign in tandem with his government. Since his death, Dame Catherine of Furnestock has mantled the duty of Petra as regent till his eldest was of age, and it has prospered. Renilde Helena Temesch has been tutored and advised, taught virtues of her homeland; As she is of age, and it is her God given birthright, we hereby enact an investiture to our Archduchess-to-be, and bestow such a responsibility. II. INAUGURATION In classical fashion, Her Grace the Archduchess shall be affirmed in the new event hall in Valfleur, hosted by His Holiness Pontian Pontian IV. It shall occur in a Saint’s Day’s time, with much merriment through resplendent esteem to the coronated Archduchess. Following the ceremony's completion, a feast shall be held in celebration. III. INVITATIONS While the citizenry of Petra is wholly allowed and welcomed to attend, special invitations are extended to the following: The Old Regime All citizenry of the Commonwealth of Petra King of Balian, John Casimir and his royal pedigree King of Haenseti-Ruska, Karl III and his royal pedigree Sovereign Prince of Sedan, Frederick II and his serene pedigree O SAINTE RÈGNE PETRÉRE HER GRACE, Renilde Helena Temesch et Moere Archduchess of the Petra, Count of Temesch and Moere HER EXCELLENCY, Dame Catherine “The Phoenix” of Furnestock Princess-Regent of the Petra, Privy Seal of the Commonwealth of the Petra & Princess Imperial of the Holy Orenian Empire

“Yes, this was a great idea,” Renilde told Dame Catherine at one of their many lessons.

“I’m an orphan,” the child destined to lead her people said to herself in the mirror, coming to terms with the fact.

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.”

"This is an interesting tactic to get people to populate and support their lands once more... I'm curious to see how effective it will be, however..." Odessa shelved the missive to be used for reference should she ever need to relocate from her beloved farmstead in Acre.

“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.”

Odessa laughed as William brought home to her the bust, intact, to her surprise! "Ah, the queen whose name would likely be scratched from humanity's archives, if not to be mentioned only as the monarch who did little to nothing." She'd just finished reading the newsletter of the obituary of the erstwhile queen, and deposited it into a pile of Orenian death notices in a crate by the door, intended to be used as sanitary paper to take to the privy. "Oh, that rotten who-what-now!" The older woman genuinely couldn't remember the name of the forgettable queen, or her disaster of a court which she'd led into the ground due to her lack of experience - whoever she was! The woman had gone to her bedchamber for a moment, and returned with a cosmetic tin, brushing on a clownish layer of blush, lip-tint, and eyebrow contouring. Stepping back and appraising her creation, Odessa murmured to her adoptive child William in satisfaction. "To what's-her-name." She raised an invisible glass to toast the deceased. Odessa would've spoken to the queen when she could have, but unfortunately was never anywhere to be found... she must've done all of her work from Aeldin or under the guise of her barely-functioning council.

“Aww…” Odessa sighed, folding the obituary in half and putting it in her lockbox intended for sensitive correspondences. “I loved to hate her; what a pity. Rest In Peace, Heloise.”

Odessa rolled her eyes; this had been going on long enough and she was positively sick of it.