EmiliainWonderland

"That's not the important part Lottie, this man is a terrible terrible man! Mon amour's sister was once involved with this man before he left her for another man. I have no qualms with homosexuality, for you know well that I favor both genders, but the way he went about it and hurt others to achieve it? Despicable." Replied that very friend to Laetitia.

The Harbinger of Envy sees the missive and laughs.

Eyes

Agnes smiles, remembering fondly her time at the University of Velec some 5 or so years ago! 3 to 4 years after it's opening, and ALL of the tedious classes she went through to learn languages.

Eryane for one is happy for her daughter, and if she HAD heard what others were saying. She didn't care, as to her, her daughter was a blessing. Its not as if she'd ever been the first or last cousin to have a child with another. In fact most human nations marry their own relatives.

The Celebration of New Ground 14th of The First Seed, 116 of the Second Age To All Citizens of Almaris, The Village of Corbenic has been completed, and at long last, the refugees of Petra have found home. Rejoice! In celebration of our humble new beginnings, the Committee of Representatives announces a celebration to commemorate those who were lost and those who were found in our budding new generation. We will begin the celebration with a tournament by melee to identify who will be crowned the Champion of Corbenic. Following the melee, there will be a drinking tournament and celebration held in the town. All merchants who seek to sell their wares will be offered a stand free of charge. Come out to the quaint Village of Corbenic and celebrate with us! SIGNED, The Council of Corbenic The Committee of Representatives

"I generally don't like bastard d'Azors." Eryane Rhodon declared, sitting with her legs crossed, peering over the disownment papers. "Now see my dear Laetitia, no matter who's side they're on, as cousin Maria has written, no d'Azor is a good d'Azor!" She said to her daughter. @Majesticpasta

Eryane is amused by the whims of children. "Ah, to be a child again." She mused to her daugher, Laetitia. @Majesticpasta

Fleur groaned at the news. "Of course had a bastard!"

Eryane disagrees heavily, as her original home was destroyed by like... a CIVIL war, when she was like 8

"That's my girl!" Eryane said, fixing her red hair into a bun, while grinning ear to ear for Laetitia. Meanwhile, Agnes was excited to finally meet her cousins. She nervously adjusted her dress, looking at her mother. "Do you think they'll be happy to meet me?" @Blah_26

The Disappearance of Eryane Rhodon de Rosius ╔══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══╗ “Let them remember the me who was a terrible woman.” Her words were filled with venom, spite. “When you write those letters, think about your life choices when you write each letter. Now listen to me, many people here need you, you'll have to strive and stay strong. Now, think of it. If you really were genuine with your feelings towards me, think about how I'd feel, or how I'd be, or the fact if you do it I will not forgive you.” Emir replied. Though the words fell on deaf ears. “The problem Emir, is I feel nothing right now. No love, no sadness, no grief. I feel empty.” She replied, looking right through him. “And you'll be happier without me.” “You do feel it, you just want to numb it. Think about it, use your brain more, and trust me you'll find an answer, and that's bullshit.” He called out to her. “No, I really don't feel anything.” She said coldly, though he was right. It was all bullshit, Eryane felt everything. Sadness, pain, misery. She wished it would all be over that she could run away from her feelings, her life. Start over. So she did, she wrote letters to those she loved She made her way to Lurin, where she had gone once before. “Mika! Good to see you. I need your assistance.” And thus, Eryane Rhodon de Rosius no longer existed, and in her place was a woman completely different from the one she was before.

"My congratulations to him." A dull voice spoke, hearing the news sometime later. A small smile fell to her lips, though it was short-lived.