. ݁₊ ⊹ 𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘸𝘭, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥-𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴. . ݁˖ . ݁
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From the Office of the Envoy,
An Open Declaration Regarding the Recent Imperial Succession Adjustments
It is with great, ne- immense sorrow that we in the Enlightened Capital observe the recent decree regarding the Imperial succession and the plight of Prinz Wilhelm Sigismund von Lichtenfelts. The Azari'cill, being the gracious and ever-charitable people that we are, understand the challenges of a sudden… adjustment in one's station. It must be a heavy burden, dear Prinz, to bear the weight of such... familial politics upon your mortal shoulders.
Therefore, in an act of pure benevolence befitting our enlightened culture, the Dominion formally extends an invitation of asylum to Prinz Wilhelm. The Glade, in its infinite grace and wisdom, provides the ideal refuge for one seeking to escape the stifling constraints of Imperial intrigue. Here, you will find peace, reflection, and perhaps even a shred of dignity amidst the towering spires and gentle breezes of the Azari lands.
While we cannot promise a throne, we can assure you an existence befitting those who find themselves… displaced by unfortunate circumstances. Should you find yourself weary of Imperial politics or simply in need of a place to rest your undoubtedly heavy crownless head, you are welcome as a guest of the Dominion.
We await your reply with bated breath and slightly raised brows.
May your steps forward be lighter than the ones that led you here, Prinz.
Signed,
Pricecili and Envoy of the Dominion of Corithiel
In Service to la’Cilmeri and the Glade
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From the Office of the Envoy,
An Open Declaration Regarding the Recent Imperial Succession Adjustments
It is with great, ne- immense sorrow that we in the Enlightened Capital observe the recent decree regarding the Imperial succession and the plight of Prinz Wilhelm Sigismund von Lichtenfelts. The Azari'cill, being the gracious and ever-charitable people that we are, understand the challenges of a sudden… adjustment in one's station. It must be a heavy burden, dear Prinz, to bear the weight of such... familial politics upon your mortal shoulders.
Therefore, in an act of pure benevolence befitting our enlightened culture, the Dominion formally extends an invitation of asylum to Prinz Wilhelm. The Glade, in its infinite grace and wisdom, provides the ideal refuge for one seeking to escape the stifling constraints of Imperial intrigue. Here, you will find peace, reflection, and perhaps even a shred of dignity amidst the towering spires and gentle breezes of the Azari lands.
While we cannot promise a throne, we can assure you an existence befitting those who find themselves… displaced by unfortunate circumstances. Should you find yourself weary of Imperial politics or simply in need of a place to rest your undoubtedly heavy crownless head, you are welcome as a guest of the Dominion.
We await your reply with bated breath and slightly raised brows.
May your steps forward be lighter than the ones that led you here, Prinz.
Signed,
Pricecili and Envoy of the Dominion of Corithiel
In Service to la’Cilmeri and the Glade
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