The Defeat of House Stafford (Open)

[Zanz]

OOC: This is open to anyone who can see a legitimate way of getting involved, but it's sort of just my celebration of the recent Kansar-loyalist victory over House Stafford in the Telamonese elections. There is more to come after this post, in all likelihood, unless I can't be bothered to finish it. But feel free to roleplay as in attendance for the King's speech; there's an IC standing invitation to all parties. But just don't do anything drastic without my say-so in PM.

IC:

Castle Victor
Telapolis, the Royal Crownlands of New Majatra, the Five Kingdoms of Telamon

Castle Victor was an imposing structure by any standards. It was not old, but it was designed to give the impression of being very old, and its designers, by all appearances, were certainly some of the very best on Terra. Its walls were high and thick, parapets flapping with the purple and gold standard of the royal House of Kansar. The movement of the banners lent an eerie lifelike character to the Solentian grey wolf emblazoned thereon; their emerald eyes held watchful vigilance over the open courtyards. Eleven high towers cast long shadows across the landscape, their otherwise smooth surfaces pocked with window slits that offered commanding views of the capital city far below the castle, which sat atop a hill that plunged off a cliff into the sea on its eastern side.

At dawn, this unhindered view of the eastern sea lent itself to picturesque sunrises, visible from many of the luxurious rooms of the Kansar palace. In several of these rooms, the many members of the royal family woke to begin the celebrations to mark the defeat of the pretender Ealdread Claudius.

In the south tower, their Royal Majesties the King and Queen of Lirona and their children, Prince Simon and Princess Samantha Kansar-Arinidi, woke early and with the sounds of celebrations already echoing upward from the streets below.

In the north tower, the tower of the Hand of the King, the King and Queen of Sevescia stood facing the sunrise in light silks. Their children had stayed in Valeria, with the castle stewardess.

In the eastern tower, the tallest and most regal, were the quarters of the High King and his Queen. The face of Michael Victor II of the House of Kansar showed each of his fifty seven years, and his hair was beginning to gray. Many of the most prominent gray splotches had been earned in the past year or so alone, when Michael Victor's rule had been contested by the Stafford pretender Ealdread Claudius. Tensions had flared and men had died. Pain for those lost souls, loyal Kansar men all, was mirrored in the depths of his fierce blue eyes. Robes of purple silks hemmed in gold fit his muscular frame well, and he bore himself regally. His wife, Queen Sophie, was beautiful as ever in matching purple.

In a few minutes, the High King would speak to the nation and to the world in the first morning since his loyal supporters had triumphed over the House Stafford in Telamon's elections. The speech would take place, symbolically, just outside the gates of Castle Victor. The High King had been unable to leave Castle Victor while the Staffords were in power. The step outside the gate would be his first in some time.

His wife placed a simple golden crown atop his head, adorned with violet diamonds and golden gems. He looked every bit the part of King. He extended his arm to his bride.

"Shall we?"

[Siggon Kristov]

Foreign Minister Yuri Kuznetsov:

Like Telamon, Beluzia feared a coup d'etat, which is basically what the Staffords attempted.
We are glad to announce that Celeste, of the Tela House of Arindi, is still the High Countess of Beluzia, despite attempts, by Blue Coalition forces, to oust her husband and seize the throne.

The people re-affirmed their support for Kristov II, who is in Telamon for the King's speech.

[AntScales]

Castle Arinidi, Calnevari, Lirona, Telamon; Castle Victor, Telapolis, New Majatra, Telamon

Castle Arinidi

The sun rose over Castle Arinidi and the surrounding fields and forests. Castle Arinidi, only built a few years ago, shined and glimmered in the early morning sunlight. The baby blue towers glowed and the sandy, yellow walls absorbed the sun. The castle gave the impression of eminent and ancient majesty The lower walls, designed for guards' watches, were lined with Arinidi Honour Guard, decked in red and orange dress uniforms. The central tower held the House's standard variation appropriate for the occasion, the full arms, mantle and all, hoisted on a field, half ermine, half small crosses. All other towers flew the black eagle and the two horses that seemed to be dancing.

The road leading to Calnevari, where Prince Sylvester reigned as Duke, was full of joyous and celebrating citizens, waiting to greet the family they'd elected to the most seats in their Parliament. Prince Sylvester sat in his office in a robe and pajamas. He'd been up since about 3 a.m. in the morning after receiving a call from HM, accepting a nomination to the position of Lord Chancellor. After that, he'd been speaking with various members of the loyalist parties before receiving early morning calls from his children outside of the home. He was just finishing up with Countess Celeste when Princess walked in in her dressing robes. "Come, my dear. We are expected in Telapolis in a few hours and the Lironans have a bit of a...message for you." Sylvester hung up the phone before rushing to his wife, hugging her and following her to the dressing chamber. He'd have to wear cermonial dress today, no suits.

The Arinidi Chancellor robes were elaborate, due to the "contributions" of his patrernal grandmother. First were the traditional trousers of black, then the shirt of fine, maroon silk and purple lining. Down the shirt's front, golden buttons emblazoned with a black eagle shined with the light. Over that was a body length and tight cassock-variant of gold and black that was gently flared at the legs and slit to show the trousers. The twelve fastens were two horses, one of purple and one of green, whose hooves joined to keep the robe shut, like buttons and a loop. Over that was a long, elaborate, and adorned cape that came over his shoulders and flowed to his feet. The cape was of maroon, orange, and blue with black outlining and the two Arinidi horses on the back. A simple, silver brow coronet with the Arinidi horses of purple diamond and emerald at its center, sat upon Sylvester's head.

He turned to Princess Anna, dressed in a long, ball gown that sat on her feet. The bodice was a bit tight. A field of blue and purple lace sat on a field of black. The train, that was layered for effect, was of a dark maroon adorned with gold lining that got longer from the front to the rear. Her tall heels were black with a two inch heel. A purple sash sat across her chess adorned with several traditional, heraldic brooches. A large tiara of pearl, ruby, sapphire, and emerald sat upon her head as her long, blond hair in curls. The two smiled at one another before Lord Sylvester II walked through the door in a fine suit, telling them it was time to leave.

They were joined at the gates by Princess Ruth and their two youngest children. The crowds went wild at the site of the family. The Arinidis walked to the bottom of the hill and took a car to the docks of Calnevari, where they took a ship to Telapolis.

The crowds there were very excited by the Arinidi presence. A car awaited them that took them to the gates of Castle Victor, where the High King and Queen could be seen making their way outside. "They seem glad to get out. Your father should have been here with them, though I suppose its best he wasn't," Princess Anna whispered to her stepson as she began to catch up to her husband, who took her arm. After waving to the crowd, they took their place directly behind their majesties, who looked ever regal in their purple robes.