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[1] [Mingle/Interact] [Kliiment, Peola, Cennetig]
Its finally time for Peola's Wedding and the Unity Group has been invited! The party is as lavish as one would expect from that of a royal family and lo and behold they managed to find an island to hold it on. Somehow it looked like something out of a story book with a good time to be had by all...
Yet while there were many a noble cheerfully discussing the ceremony to come, many would know just how far from story book this wedding truly is.
"Well of course I would be chosen to wed the Princess. After all, the Haanradts family are the noblest of the noble houses. My so called rivals never stood a chance in the end, especially when the decision fell to the King's Council after my wife to be was struggling oh so hard to make a choice... not that there was much of one to make."
"After all... who else could compare? Surely not whatever riff raff the Princess had supposedly claimed to have chosen. Ah, but either way when the time comes she can leave all the thinking to me. She is quite fortunate to have a man of my station, breeding and intelligence be her intended."
Kliiment was being insufferably smug the whole way through, letting out a chuckle that one could classify as irritatingly stuck up. Peola herself had secluded herself off to the side with Salwah and Monika... and a small contingent of guards in full armor bearing either cloaks or surcoats of red and black keeping any nobles from pestering her. While resigned, she wasn't despondent... doing her best to keep her head held high.
The haughty noble wasn't the only familiar face in attendance as well it seems, as there were a group of people who looked curiously mismatched from the noble finery of the other members of the Magnolys contingent.
"It seems that our paths cross again quiaff? Admittedly under less than ideal circumstances. Peola Nelfess should have been granted a chance to contest against this in a trial. This... whole affair is a sham and dishonors her greatly."
Cennetig has a look of disgust as he glances at the bragging Kliiment before returning his attention to you. He promptly had a hand on his shoulder from one of his companions.
"Perhaps so Cennetig, but sunborn matters are sunborn matters. And it is somewhat rude to speak ill of our hosts."
"It is still dishonorable, doubly so because Kliiment is a dishonorable cur and triply so because he clearly had caused this by no doubt unscrupulous means. I will not hold my tongue on this matter and if I am to be removed, then let Kliiment do so himself."
Cennetig simmers in his seat while the other Brotherhooder that spoke rolled their eyes.
[2] [Meanwhile...] [Keep to one thread]
( Cut for the Plan )
[3] [After Prompt 2] [One Thread Only]
( Cut for Crashing )
Its finally time for Peola's Wedding and the Unity Group has been invited! The party is as lavish as one would expect from that of a royal family and lo and behold they managed to find an island to hold it on. Somehow it looked like something out of a story book with a good time to be had by all...
Yet while there were many a noble cheerfully discussing the ceremony to come, many would know just how far from story book this wedding truly is.
"Well of course I would be chosen to wed the Princess. After all, the Haanradts family are the noblest of the noble houses. My so called rivals never stood a chance in the end, especially when the decision fell to the King's Council after my wife to be was struggling oh so hard to make a choice... not that there was much of one to make."
"After all... who else could compare? Surely not whatever riff raff the Princess had supposedly claimed to have chosen. Ah, but either way when the time comes she can leave all the thinking to me. She is quite fortunate to have a man of my station, breeding and intelligence be her intended."
Kliiment was being insufferably smug the whole way through, letting out a chuckle that one could classify as irritatingly stuck up. Peola herself had secluded herself off to the side with Salwah and Monika... and a small contingent of guards in full armor bearing either cloaks or surcoats of red and black keeping any nobles from pestering her. While resigned, she wasn't despondent... doing her best to keep her head held high.
The haughty noble wasn't the only familiar face in attendance as well it seems, as there were a group of people who looked curiously mismatched from the noble finery of the other members of the Magnolys contingent.
"It seems that our paths cross again quiaff? Admittedly under less than ideal circumstances. Peola Nelfess should have been granted a chance to contest against this in a trial. This... whole affair is a sham and dishonors her greatly."
Cennetig has a look of disgust as he glances at the bragging Kliiment before returning his attention to you. He promptly had a hand on his shoulder from one of his companions.
"Perhaps so Cennetig, but sunborn matters are sunborn matters. And it is somewhat rude to speak ill of our hosts."
"It is still dishonorable, doubly so because Kliiment is a dishonorable cur and triply so because he clearly had caused this by no doubt unscrupulous means. I will not hold my tongue on this matter and if I am to be removed, then let Kliiment do so himself."
Cennetig simmers in his seat while the other Brotherhooder that spoke rolled their eyes.
[2] [Meanwhile...] [Keep to one thread]
( Cut for the Plan )
[3] [After Prompt 2] [One Thread Only]
( Cut for Crashing )
