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Rosalind grinned ear to ear at the sight of her new pink sash, it matched perfectly with her strawberry blonde hair!

Rosalind lingered at her husband's, regarding the same papers he had done moments before. She bore a sorrowful smile, for the battle had been won at a cost too that wore her tender heart, but it was a smile nonetheless. Her gaze settled upon her beloved, as she received summons from her Queen. "Krusae Zwy Kongzem... GODAN has blessed us with victory, ae love." @ClatterCake

A thick scent of death lingered about the blood-stained streets of Whitespire, following the battle the day prior. Rosalind swept the streets in search of those in need of her medical aid, but alas there was little use for a medic amongst the dead. The corpses, friend and foe alike, lined the streets and amongst them the squire discovered her kin, Eirene Linh Vullier. A moment of shock washed over the young woman before she finally mustered the courage to kneel at her side. "Vy lived a woman worthy of the title Countess, Mother, Cousin... Friend, even. Ag vy have chosen an honour above all others..." Her voice strained under her emotions as she retrieved the woman's blade and wrapped Eirene's cold, rigid fingers about the hilt. "A warrior's death. May GODAN guide vyr soul to the heavens above - for you are deserving of an eternity of peace." Rosalind personally sought to it that her body was well-maintained and returned to her Vuiller kin.

A UNION THROUGH ADVERSITY ✧ ────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────── ✧ ✧ ────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────── ✧ ISSUED BY ON THIS 21ST DAY OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA OF 504 E.S. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ ESTEEMED FRIENDS AND FAMILY, It is with a jovial heart that I extend the following invites to the wedding of Rosalind Weiss and Mikhail Var Ratibor. This union has long been foretold, with a courtship of several years - solidified in engagement through the happenings of the recent Juliyafest. Now, with the knighting of Ser Mikhail, the pair deem it proper to unite themselves in the eyes of GODAN accompanied by all those dear to their hearts. The eve shall be a simple celebration consisting of the main ceremony to take place in the holy church-grounds of Valdev, the following celebrations shall happen in the Weiss lands of Novkursain - where there shall be warm food and merry dances to be had. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ Formal Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: His Royal Majesty, Aleksandr II, King of Hanseti-Ruska, and his royal pedigree His Highness, Cesar II de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, and his noble pedigree His Princely Grace, Manfred Barclay, Duke of Reinmar, and his noble pedigree Her Grace, Roslin Baruch, Duchess of Valwyck, and her noble pedigree His Grace, Viktor var Ruthern, Duke of Vidaus, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Otto Ludovar, Count of Otistadt, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Cassian Colborn, Count of Malkovya, and His noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Johan Vuiller, Count of Aquilae, and his noble pedigree His Excellency, Walter León Weiss, Viscount of Novkursain, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Henrik Amador, Baron of Mondstadt, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Irena Stefaniya Kortrevich, Baroness of Koravia, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Katrin Stafyr, Baroness of Thurant, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Alyona Godunov, Baroness of Verskaya, and her noble pedigree Additional Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: Her Highness, Sibyl Gweynth, crown princess of Balian. Bishop Stanislaw Raelle Weiss-Vuiller Ravn Weiss-Vuiller Haus Derek Saltman Mei Black Aurelia Whitewood Gusiam Jusmia Lenora Jusmia Leonid Kortevich All who wish the couple merriment and a prosperous union may attend. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow. Ser, MIKHAIL VAR RATIBOR, Knight of the Order of the Crow, Master of the Hunt. ✧ ────────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────────── ✧ ✧ ────────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────────── ✧

A servant delivered the missive to the hands of the Lady Chamberlain who dwelled within her chambers, her hands marred with ink - remnants of her ceaseless work. She regarded the content with exasperation and moreso disappointment as she muttered to herself: "It is sin enough that vy destroy vyr own honour, Iduna. It is worse still that vy drag friends and kin alike into this mess. May Godan guide vy back toward his light, littlest."

The Lady Chamberlain regarded the missive with a content sigh, another task had been scratched from her to-do list and she was increasingly proud of Mikhail!

"Krusae Zwy Kongzem." The Lady Chamberlain uttered as she scanned through the missive. She needn't speak the words wise men, and fools alike, would speak for her. The blood of her kin would be spent on both side, all she could do was abide by her oath.

✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ A HOLY EVE OF MERRIMENT ISSUED BY THE ON THIS 4TH DAY OF VZMEY AG HYFF OF 501 E.S. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ A delightful eve of merriment awaits all denizens of the Realm, wherein the holy festival of All Hallow’s Eve shall ensue. Clad in charming - or spooky - costumes, all will partake in an enthralling festival that promises enchantment at every turn! Crafting Hallow-themed trinkets shall engage creative spirits, and attendees may join in a joyous feast with fellow revelers, where delectable Hallow’s Eve-themed treats grace the banquet table. Amidst the merriment, guests will take a moment to offer heartfelt prayers to GOD, recognizing the thinning veil between two worlds - the mundane and spiritual - during the height of All Hallow’s Eve. And as the night deepens, the Haeseni creative prowess continues to shine whilst festival-goers carve eerie visages into masks and pumpkins, safeguarding against malevolent spirits that may impinge upon this jovial occasion. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ Her Royal Majesty, AMAYA OF VENZIA, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia, Karosgrad, and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera. Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow

A known heart, once broken, relished in their new found love and began the tedious process of putting itself back together. Alas, such a feat was made easier with the presence of her lover, common or not it did not matter. He was Mikhail, that was all she needed.

"Shattered..." She uttered, as her fists tightly grasped the parchment till their hue rivalled the white of the paper. Hot, ceaseless tears rolled down her rosy cheeks landing with a light patter upon the page, till the ink bled akin to her weak heart. In the silence of her seclusion, thrust upon her by those she had dared to cherish the most, a plethora of emotions fought for her attention. Each more vile than the last, provoked further by what she knew: This artistic expression of grief was a creation of her own, for it detailed the intimate affairs of a heart she had severed. That revelation swirled in her mind as she paced across the wooden floor boards - conjuring a rhythmic tap with each step. "So you use my words... do vy feel entitled to them as vy did ae heart?" Even now she had not realised her thoughts slip from her mouth, too preoccupied with the searing heat of rage in her blood. This literature conjured a sympathy for the writer - a notion, of which, Rosalind did not consider him worthy to receive - for, in her own words, it was her heart that had shattered. Thus, the parchment was cast to the flames of her vacant apartment, a light cackle snapping the silence - as if ridiculing her for her own misfortune.

THE TOURNAMENT OF THORNS ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ISSUED BY ON THIS 24TH DAY OF GRONA AND DROBA OF 499 E.S. ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ESTEEMED FRIENDS AND FAMILY, I invite you to join me in the celebration of my 18th name day, to share in this joyous day and recall what has been as I look forward to what will be. In the spirit of my house, there shall be a duel to test one’s strength and combat prowess. For those less inclined to such violence there will be an array of food and surely good company. “VA VE MAAN.” ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ Formal Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: His Royal Majesty, Aleksandr II, King of Hanseti-Ruska and his royal pedigree Her Grace, Roslin Baruch, Duchess of Valwyck, and her noble pedigree His Princely Grace, Manfred Barclay, and his noble pedigree His Grace, Viktor var Ruthern, Duke of Vidaus, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Otto Ludovar, Count of Otistadt, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Anabel Colborn, Countess of Malkovya, and her noble pedigree His Lordship, Henrik Amador, Baron of Mondstadt, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Fabian d'Arkent-Kortrevich, Regent of Koravia, and his noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Katrin Stafyr, Baroness of Thurant, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Alyona Godunov, Baroness of Verskaya, and her noble pedigree His Highness, Cesar II de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Eirene Linh Vuiller, Countess of Aquilae, and her noble pedigree ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧

"Oh goodness.." Rosalind gasped, even despite her prior knowledge of the subject - it was now permanent in ink and paper. It felt surreal. Her ambitions seemed within her grasp, and with it she realised her childhood had slipped away.

"Well, if there were ever any doubts you were my Daughter..." Rosalind had paid little mind to such a phrase, for it had not been the first time he had proclaimed such to her - especially in light of her unruly temperament. However, for a reason she could not quite comprehend, as she scanned the missive published by her cherished family those words began to resurface. He was right, even if she should not like to admit it, she was unmistakably his child. Alas, that posed another question: Why had he so adamantly avoided her? Why had he left? He relentlessly assured her she had done nothing wrong, that he was proud of her but still the same question persisted, why? She disregarded the papers, what's done is done, she would wipe her hands and be rid of the matter - or at least that is what she'd like to think.

The young Weiss received the letter with a silent joy, she immediately began to pen her response and subsequent entry to the tournament.

THE DUALITY OF YOUTH ISSUED BY ON THIS 8TH DAY OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA OF 495 E.S. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ THE KONGZEM OF HAENSE, Boasts no shortage of valiant warriors and noble houses - each unique and blessed with culture. It is to each of these houses, and beyond, that I extend this invitation, so that we may revel in our shared culture - through a test of strength and wit. Those who claim victory amongst their peers, will display the strength of Haense, and those brave enough to contribute an attempt demonstrate our dedication, even in adversity. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ I THE DAY SHALL COMMENCE AS FOLLOWS… REFER TO THE END OF THE LEAFLET FOR DATES . . . The festivities shall commence with a variation of activities that aim to nurture teamwork between kin, namely races and games of a sort - where one may display their speed, aim and balance. These games will be suitable for younger participants, with similarly suitable prizes! Following the conclusion of these games, the joust shall commence. Be sure to contact Lady Weiss-Vuiller prior to the beginning of this event so that you may be divided into designated pairs - failure to do so will result in exclusion from the tournament. Horse and further equipment must be self provided. ✧⊱🜂⊰✧ II FOR THOSE WHO REIGN VICTORIOUS . . . The winner of the joust shall receive a painting commission from the aspiring artist, Lady Rosalind Weiss-Vuiller, entirely of their choosing as an ode to their victory. The runner-up to the joust shall receive a lance dedicated to the construction and noble culture of Haense, as a symbol of their valiant attempt. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Royal Majesty, AMAYA OF VENZIA, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant, Venzia and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera His Excellency, FABIAN OTTO D’ARKENT-KORTREVICH, Grand Lord of Hanseti-Ruska Her Ladyship, ROSALIND WEISS-VUILLER, Ward of the Queen