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3 hours ago, liz said:

"This injustice shall not go unpunished," declared Melina of High Peak to her niece, the Lady of Alba. "Your mother will be returned to you in time, or the world will burn."

Within the confines of her chambers within Valdev, Mary contemplated the veracity of her aunt's solemn assurances. She knelt reverently by her bedside, entreating the Almighty for the secure and cherished reunion with her beloved mother. "May your words prove prophetic, dear aunt," she murmured with a pensive sigh.

The Union of

The Rose

With boundless elation, the esteemed Margravial house of High peak and the venerable Comital house of Varoche cordially announce the forthcoming union between their distinguished scions. The Lady Isabella and the Lord Louis-Olivier-Etienne, after a courtship spanning three years, shall now partake in the sacred covenant of matrimony, gracing the splendid precincts of the Temple of the Exalted Prophets.

In the reverent presence of Almighty God, and under the esteemed guidance of His Grace the Bishop Mikhael the noble union shall be solemnized, evoking joyous celebrations to honor this pairing of noble souls. A private feast of the seasonal harvest, and boundless red wine, shall subsequently ensue within the grandeur of the palace's dining hall, to which all esteemed guests are wholeheartedly invited, to revel in jubilant celebration.

SIGNED,

Her Ladyship, Isabella Fiorel of Varoche

His Lordship, Olivier Etienne,

Baron of Rosius, Heir to the Marquisate of High Peak

A tender infant, enswathed in a luxurious purple shawl, emitted dulcet coos from the profound recesses of her cradle.

A portrait detailing The Count of Revedin, Georg von Reuss c.1933

There once existed a boy, who yearned for a life beyond the gilded confines of his kingdom. Despite the lavish comforts that bestowed his family, he nurtured a deep-seated discontent, for each day was but an echo of the preceding, and the unquenchable thirst for freedom from this agonizing cycle consumed his very being. Thus, he resolved to forge a plan, a masterstroke of liberation that would grant him the freedom he so ardently craved. 

With meticulous precision, he honed his stratagem, biding his time until the perfect confluence of circumstances presented itself. And one auspicious day, it unfurled before him unlike any prior. Enveloped in the velvety cloak of twilight, while his kin slumbered serenely within their chambers, he embarked upon his clandestine journey. Stealthily, he eluded the vigilant guards who patrolled the gates, their watchful gaze foiled by nothing short of serendipitous providence. At last, he emerged into the realm of unshackled existence.

The forest, an ethereal sanctuary where life frolicked unrestrained, welcomed him with open arms. A tapestry of towering pines and majestic oaks formed a canopy above, as if nature itself rejoiced in his newfound emancipation. "I am free," he whispered unto himself, his breath mingling with the coolness of his surroundings. With resolute steps, he delved deeper into the enigmatic abyss, surrendering to its untamed allure. Though the biting cold gnawed at his flesh and the inky darkness encased him, he found solace in the knowledge that freedom transcended such constraints. Reclining upon a bed of leaves, he gazed skyward through the filtered veil of arboreal silhouettes, his thoughts crystallizing in the profound realization that, despite all else, he was utterly and unequivocally free.

Issued and confirmed by

The Margravial House of Reuss

24th of Harren's Folly, 1934

With hearts laden in profound sorrow, the Margravial house of Reuss solemnly announces the demise of their eldest scion. Discovered ensconced in the embrace of the fringing Aaunic woodlands, the boy's presence was uncovered, having relinquished the mortal coil, yielding to the caress of exposure's callous clasp. Nevertheless, in the face of this tragic fate, his countenance remained, rather mysteriously, adorned with an ethereal grace, an ineffable serenity retained upon his visage with the enduring glow of a tranquil smile. However, with his untimely passing, a new heir must duly be proclaimed, and thus the County of Revedin gracefully transitions to rest upon the shoulders of the boy's younger brother, Siegmund Otto von Reuss (@Timer). The house earnestly beseeches from the inhabitants of Aaun their privacy and solace amidst the wake of these arduous times.

Lady Isabella's countenance brimmed with a profound sense of pride and elation as her eyes descended upon her cherished friend and the newly arrived cherub, whom she had gracefully welcomed into the realm of existence.

Isabella observed her invitation with a large grin, sauntering off then to consult another lady on her own. 

Isabella perused the missive pleasedly, a wide smile besetting her countenance as she noted her personal invitation. Setting the parchment upon her vanity then, she began off, resolved to meet and speak to her dear friend, and soon at that.

Georgiana enfolds her niece, whom she had never had the good fortune to meet in life. "I have been keeping a keen eye on you, my precious one," she declared with a beaming smile. "My heart swells with immeasurable pride." With that, she took the girl's hand and led her further from the seven skies' golden gates.

Georgiana met the gaze of her Pruvian companion(@ncarr) with a look of great uncertainty, replying, "My dear friend... I do fear you're right in that regard." Afterwards, she joined the girl in looking to that mysterious figure stood in the distance. 

One of those Aldersbergian daughters, Georgiana Maria, read over the missive with great joy. Despite all that she, her family, and the empire have faced in recent years, Tuvmas was upon us now, and that meant that a celebratory time of merriment and togetherness.

Georgiana joyfully readied herself for the occasion!

The Aldersberg Cotillion

Of 1844

A N N O   D O M I N I  1844

Penned by the hand of HIH, George Alexander Novellen

Those of us at Aldersberg wish to cordially invite all noble children born of the Orenian Empire to a Cotillion set to take place within the County of Aldersberg. All children of the ages of thirteen or under are welcome to attend and revel in the festivities and merriment that is sure to come!

TIMETABLE OF THE COTILLION

I. Afternoon Tea.

Before the main events, guests shall gather to engage in general fraternization betwixt one another. This is an exceptional opportunity to forge new friendships, and speak upon the current events within our beloved Empire.  

II. The Dance of Daffodils.

After everyone has been given sufficient time to speak amongst one another, all the participating children shall join together within the Event Hall, where they shall partake in a waltz with one another. During this waltz, each lady shall rotate at specific intervals to dance with each and every one of the young gentlemen present, as is done at the Social Season. The dance shall conclude once each young lady has had the opportunity to dance with every young gentleman present at the cotillion. 

III. Cutting The Cake.

Once the waltz has concluded, a towering seven layer cake composed of delicious red velvet breading and topped with delectable cream cheese icing shall be sliced and divided amongst guests within the Aldersberg Estate so that they may revel in the rich flavour of the delectable dessert. 

IV. Saying Farewells.

When all is said and done, there shall be a dedicated time in which we shall all regather at the exit, and say our farewells to one another in a courteous fashion. After having wished “Safe Travels” to the guests, each individual shall return to their Estate, the hosts waving them off.

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We hope to see you there!

OOC: Hello this is out of character

Location: The County of Aldersberg

Date: November 1st

Time: 5pm EST

IN NOMINE DEI,

His Imperial Highness, Prince George Alexander Novellen

Heir to the County of Aldersberg

Her Imperial Highness, Princess Juliya Rose Novellen of Aldersberg

The Honorable,  Lord Edward Clement of Aldersberg

The Honorable, Lady Georgiana Maria of Aldersberg

1 hour ago, Mannyy said:

A young Edward Clement would take notice of all the bustling and busy event planners around Aldersberg, all preparing for the wedding! "What is all the fuss about? It is just a wedding." Commented the oblivious youth, glancing down to his sister Georgiana "Though I am excited for Princess Aunt Charlotte's special day and to see her pretty dress, it will be fun!" He spoke to the mere tot. @neii

Georgiana watched on in quiet bewilderment as their otherwise peaceful countryside home was transformed into a hub of activity with the upcoming nuptials. @Mannyy

From within her bedchambers, a certain girl veiled in red sobbed. With her mother’s disappearance, so many questions arose. “Why had she left? Was it I who made her do so? Just who was that strange purple elf?” Left with the unshakeable feeling that she had been the one to drive her mother away, all the red girl could do was cry hopelessly into her bed sheets, thinking of the unfairness of it all.

Maria soon caught wind of the great Vitennan relocation effort. Being unable to visit Luciana in person while caring for her ailing mother, she merely muttered a prayer for her friend’s success, shuffling off to divulge the news to her sister shortly thereafter.

Maria read over the missive joyously. Humming delightedly to herself while preparing a gown for the happy occasion.

Discord: Neii#2480

Outfit: Purple Gown

Bid: 1100

Discord: Neii#2480

Bid: 700

Outfit: Purple Gown