Puellae tantum oblectari volunt
"If my daughters put half as much effort into marrying and bearing children as this did in deciding where to have brunch this Dynasties future would be assured!"
-Katerina Severyn
2024
Konkorde Zwei
Above the sea of Constantine
We were supposed to be in Ultramont, shopping, bottomless brunch and pastries to make a gourmet weep, my sister has never been one to stick to plan though. growing up as the daughters of an emperor should in theory have its perks, but when your father is a drunkard and your mother a cold-blooded asp, well let's just say that the privilage comes with a hefty price. I at least had some parental guidance, my father wasn't always drunk, but Elizabeth had no such good fortune, mother abandoned the family to raise Luther* as her pet project and father died when she was a child, she has grown to womanhood untethered by obligation or boundary and it shows.
"Ultramont, i dont want to go! if i desired to watch you stuffing pastries into your exquisuite maw like starving lioness i would have told you Silvia" Elizabeth said her tone like honey steeped in acid
At 24 she had all the features one would expect from the world's greatest dynasty, our ancestors fine boned face and high cheekbones on full display, two petulant ice blue orbs regarding the world with a mix of expectation and irritance and her hair a lustrous black that she kept long and flowing across her shoulders. she would have been a prize and a beauty, if she didnt possess the personality and emotional depth of an inbred goldfish. Still family is family and for once i actually felt the desire to acquiesce.
"Where then sister?" I asked attempting to sound as diplomatic as possible when dealing with such a trollup
"Sudiavicium, its fashion scene is alive! not like the drab shambles back home! the women wear their hair in curls and walk the marble streets in silk toga! doesnt it sound exciting!" she exclaimed unable to contain herself
The women have worn their hair in those curls for millennia and all the marble and silk in the world cannot conceal the reality, the Imperium is a mans world and always will be, still she wasnt wrong about the elegance and truthfully what harm could one trip produce?
"Suadivicium then...but only for few days, i really don't want to hear mother lecturing us at the next family gathering" i cautioned with a wagging finger
"Why can't you act like your brother? you represent our dynasty!" Elizabeth replied with a malicious grin, her mocking impression of mothers thick Szlavic accent a thing of perfection
Our mother, the so called "White Lioness" of South Ethia, Dowager Empress Katerina Severyn, a bitch by any other name would be just as shrill. The thought of bringing her irritation was too tempting an offer to pass up, if only id known then what our actions would produce.
*Luther I Kaiser of South Ethia
"If my daughters put half as much effort into marrying and bearing children as this did in deciding where to have brunch this Dynasties future would be assured!"
-Katerina Severyn
2024
Konkorde Zwei
Above the sea of Constantine
We were supposed to be in Ultramont, shopping, bottomless brunch and pastries to make a gourmet weep, my sister has never been one to stick to plan though. growing up as the daughters of an emperor should in theory have its perks, but when your father is a drunkard and your mother a cold-blooded asp, well let's just say that the privilage comes with a hefty price. I at least had some parental guidance, my father wasn't always drunk, but Elizabeth had no such good fortune, mother abandoned the family to raise Luther* as her pet project and father died when she was a child, she has grown to womanhood untethered by obligation or boundary and it shows.
"Ultramont, i dont want to go! if i desired to watch you stuffing pastries into your exquisuite maw like starving lioness i would have told you Silvia" Elizabeth said her tone like honey steeped in acid
At 24 she had all the features one would expect from the world's greatest dynasty, our ancestors fine boned face and high cheekbones on full display, two petulant ice blue orbs regarding the world with a mix of expectation and irritance and her hair a lustrous black that she kept long and flowing across her shoulders. she would have been a prize and a beauty, if she didnt possess the personality and emotional depth of an inbred goldfish. Still family is family and for once i actually felt the desire to acquiesce.
"Where then sister?" I asked attempting to sound as diplomatic as possible when dealing with such a trollup
"Sudiavicium, its fashion scene is alive! not like the drab shambles back home! the women wear their hair in curls and walk the marble streets in silk toga! doesnt it sound exciting!" she exclaimed unable to contain herself
The women have worn their hair in those curls for millennia and all the marble and silk in the world cannot conceal the reality, the Imperium is a mans world and always will be, still she wasnt wrong about the elegance and truthfully what harm could one trip produce?
"Suadivicium then...but only for few days, i really don't want to hear mother lecturing us at the next family gathering" i cautioned with a wagging finger
"Why can't you act like your brother? you represent our dynasty!" Elizabeth replied with a malicious grin, her mocking impression of mothers thick Szlavic accent a thing of perfection
Our mother, the so called "White Lioness" of South Ethia, Dowager Empress Katerina Severyn, a bitch by any other name would be just as shrill. The thought of bringing her irritation was too tempting an offer to pass up, if only id known then what our actions would produce.
*Luther I Kaiser of South Ethia
Last edited: