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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 13:49:34 GMT
It is a warm, pleasant summer's evening in splendorous Saint Petersburg, the capital city of Nuremgard. At the edge of the city in the magnificent Sommer Palace (the official summer residence of the Emperor), the Merry Parting was being held. After a whirlwind of parties and events throughout the summer, the elite were now attending this final function to end the Saint Petersburg Social Season in style before they returned to their home states for their own Winter Social Seasons.
Large crowds of the public had gathered in the massive courtyard in front of the palace to watch the great and good of Nuremgard arrive in sleek, stylish vehicles and emerge looking fabulous in their suits and dresses. Hordes of paparazzi constantly flashed their cameras, snapping pictures for tomorrow's tabloids. So many had come here to see and be seen, including senior political, religious and military figures, aristocrats, heads of industry, foreign dignitaries, celebrities and more. Security was everywhere but relatively inconspicuous.
Guests were led from the entrance hall as they arrived into a massive, glitzy banqueting room where people were being escorted to their assigned tables by palace staff. At the top end of the hall at the most prestigious table sat the entire Imperial Family with the exceptions of the Crown Prince, Princess Imperial and Prince Sebastian. They were spread out between other important guests such as the Prime Minister and other Cabinet Ministers as well as the Patriarch of the Imperial Orthodox Church and chiefs of the military branches. This is also where some very special guests would be sitting tonight too: the visiting Azorian Royal Family. The Emperor and Empress of Nuremgard had not entered the hall yet.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 15:02:01 GMT
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 15:40:40 GMT
The Royal Family of Azoria heard of the Merry Parting taking place in Nuremgard and the official announcement of their arrival as been sent off to Nuremgard. Princess Catarina and Princess Mariana were in their quarters getting ready to leave for Saint Petersburg.
PC- "Do you think Prince Alexander will at the party?"
PM- "Well I believe he would be. It is the Imperial family of Nuremgard who are hosting this party anyway, isn't it?" *chuckles*
Princess Catarina, twin of Prince Tomas, was always the more serious of the two Azorian Princesses. She studied at Saint Michael University, has written a couple books and always carried herself with dignity and class. Princess Mariana, on the hand, was the more playful of the two. She is younger than Catarina after all being 21 years of age, while Catarina and Tomas are 23. Princess Mariana enjoys the life as a royal; however, wants nothing to do with all of the formalities that come with it.
PC- "Well yes, I know that but sometimes not all members of the family are in attendance."
PM- "Why all of the interest anyway?"
*looking at Mariana in a bashful manner* PC- "Not any reason in particular. I am just...ugh okay. I heard that he is looking for a wife and I find him to be very attractive, but besides that I hear that he is a very upstanding guy."
*side eye* PM- "Wait, and you want to be his wife?" *laughs* "Cat, seriously. You want to...oh nevermind."
PC- "No no, finish what you were going to say. Wait, do you think I would have a hard time moving to Nuremgard?" *look of confusion*
PM- "No not that but isn't Prince Alexander in line for the throne? Meaning you would be an Empress."
PC- "Okay and? I think if that were the case than I would make a great one."
*Mariana looks to Catarina with of a "Oh really" look*
*Catarina laughes and hits Mariana on the shoulder with her purse*
PC- "Oh please!"
A member of the Azorian Special Operations Division (A-SOD) knocks on the door. The girls welcome him in.
A-SOD - "Girls, it is time to board the Golden Hawk to leave for Saint Petersburg."
The Princesses grab their belongings and head down to the SUV that will bring the Royal Family to the airport to board the Royal plane, the Golden Hawk.
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 16:09:08 GMT
The tall, built and golden haired Grand Prince Alexander was sitting at the top table of the hall, dressed in a sharp black suit, his red tie straightened to perfection, the Stark emblem showing on it. On his right was the seat reserved for Princess Catarina and on his left was the Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs Mikael Hertz. After greeting one another, with Hertz giving a respectful bow of the head and shaking the Archduke's hand, the two men shared brief, cordial words with one another before Alexander stood to greet his younger brother Grand Prince Thomas.
Thomas: Can you believe the Season has finished already? *he asks, his gentle eyes glinting in the light of the hall.*
Alex: I know. This summer went by in a flash.
Thomas: This means Stefan will be moving to the autumn palace soon.
Alex: *nods* It does indeed.
Thomas: Are you looking forward to the party then? *he asks, grinning mischievously*
Alex: *smirks* I always do.
Thomas: You do but this time a certain princess will be angling for your attention.
Alex: So what else is knew? *he said playfully but with undoubted confidence and pride. Alexander was without question a very handsome man and his lofty position only served to add to his attractiveness.*
Thomas: *chuckles* So it's really happening then? The bachelor prince wants to finally settle down?
Alex: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. We'll wait and see how the evening progresses. Have you invited anyone here tonight?
Thomas: No but there'll be no shortage of available young guys here. I'm sure I'll keep myself entertained. *grins again*
Alex: *chuckles, shaking his head* Have fun.
Thomas: You too, brother. *pats his back and goes off to take his seat*
Meanwhile, at Saint Petersburg International Airport, a tarmac had been cleared for the plane carrying the Azorian Royal Family. A few sleek, black state limousines were waiting for them alongside security provided by Majestic 7, the branch of the Secret Service who dealt with all domestic matters of security, including protection of the Imperial Family and visiting dignitaries. They wore smart, identical black suits with the Imperial Crown symbol on the chest and their cars were understated but very officious looking.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 17:41:16 GMT
On the plane ride to Saint Petersburg...
*to Mariana* PC- "Did you say hi to Beatriz?"
*with a disinterested look and putting on her headphones* PM- "Nope"
Queen Isabella walks over and sits by Catarina. Queen Isabella is the Queen of Azoria and the matriarch of the royal family. During her marriage she had given birth to three children first born twins son Tomas Rodrigo and daughter Catarina Luana and youngest child daughter Mariana Sofia. Queen Isabella has a slender build and is an attractive mother of three. She possess long golden brown hair (with curls at the bottom) which passes shoulder length. She also has beautiful blue eyes which often is shadowed by makeup that further extends her beauty. Her usual wardrobe consist of clothes that show off the curves of her body and regional colors such as black, white, gold, red and navy.
She is the very graceful and stern ruler over the country of Azoria. Despite being a great Queen, when it comes to her family Queen Isabella does not show much emotions as she always acts like the Queen to her son, daughters and even her husband. On the day that she discovered of her father's death she was shown to be very distraught and sad but somehow overcame it realizing that she has a country to keep together. Helena has never had a close relationship with her children leading them to sort of dislike her especially by Princess Mariana, who is by far daddy's little girl. Many may think that the Queen is a heartless woman but the truth is she is an intelligent and stern ruler they need to continue to thrive above the rest.
QIV- "Are you excited for the Merry Parting?"
PC- "Yeah, I am actually."
QIV- "Probably because there is an arrangement for you to meet Grand Prince Alexander, hmm?"
PC- "That is none of your business" *chuckles*
QIV- "Well excuse me....and actually my dear daughter, it is my business. You being involved with Alexander means Azoria will have diplomatic relations with Nuremgard and I am Queen of Azoria; therefore, it means a great deal to me. Oh and of course I want you to be happy. You have talked about being married for..well, for as long as you've known of such a thing."
PC- "Yes, well we shall see. Who knows, maybe we won't even be compatible."
A-SOD - "Excuse me my Queen but we are about to land. Please secure yourself."
The Golden Hawk begins its dissent into Saint Petersburg. Princess Catarina looks out of her window, thinking to herself, this could be my new home.
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 18:00:18 GMT
Catarina saw the sprawling city of Saint Petersburg. She reminded herself that this large city was just one of many in this massive country. As the plane landed and the Royal Family exited it, stepping onto the tarmac, one of the dark suited Majestic 7 agents approached them and bowed his head to them all.
Agent: Your Majesty, Your Royal Highnesses. Welcome to the Imperial Commonwealth of Nuremgard. I am Agent Kaiser and I will be in charge of your escort this evening. We understand that you have brought your own guard and we will work with them to maintain your safety during your stay here. Your Majesty, the front limousine is reserved for yourself. The second is for Prince Tomas and Princess Catarina. The third is for Princess Mariana and Lady Beatriz. We also have transport arranged for any staff you have brought with you on the trip.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 18:34:08 GMT
The members of the Azorian royal family get into their limos and head over to Sommer Palace...
PC- "How are you doing Tomas? You've been quiet this entire trip."
Prince Tomas has a medium length of dirty-blond hair. The twins have very similar features. Liam also has blue eyes and a lightly hairy beard covering parts of his face. He is very loyal and protective to his sisters, especially his twin Catarina. Is some what of a playboy who now finds himself thrust into a new world of responsibility and expectation as the heir to the Azorian throne. He strives to make his father and his controlling mother proud.
PT- "I am fine. I just feel like this trip is more of a diplomatic one, rather than for you to find love."
PC- "It is a diplomatic affair but isn't it always when you are dealing with a binding relationship of two royal families?"
PT- "Yeah I suppose...hey, do you think there will be any girls there for me?"
PC- "Hmm I am not sure. Now that would be a story for the Azorian people! You finding a girl to marry, the future queen of Azoria."
PT- "What do you mean? Your relationship would be just as meaningful!"
The limos pull up to the beautiful Sommer Palace estate. A-SOD, along with the Majestic 7, begin to escort the Azorian royals to the palace.
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 18:45:51 GMT
The crowds chatter and point excitedly when they see the Azorian Royal Family exit their limos and enter the palace, the cameras of the photographers flashing furiously to capture pictures of the glamorous family. They are brought into the banquet hall which was now brimming with guests and noise. Tomas noted that there were plenty of women here to keep him company.
The Royals were escorted to the top table where they were all greeted by the diners there, including the Imperial Family. Much bowing, curtsying and handshaking was going on and pleasant words were being exchanged. They were assured that the Emperor and Empress would arrive as soon as all guests were accounted for. Then it came for Catarina to finally meet Alexander in person.
Alex: (smiles and kisses Cat's hand) Your Royal Highness. It's an honour and a pleasure to meet you. You look beautiful. *he was so tall and his voice was deep and husky. Now that she was up close to him, Cat could see how broad and toned he was too.*
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 18:53:42 GMT
Catarina is thinking to herself, "wow he is even better looking in person!"
PC- "Thank you..*voice begins to fade away as she tries to figure out what to call him*
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 18:56:51 GMT
Cat luckily remembered the protocol which her mother went over with her on the plane. It was proper to call Alex "Your Imperial Highness" in greeting and parting. Sir is used thereafter.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 19:06:53 GMT
*Catarina quickly remembers*
PC- "Your Imperial Highness it is a pleasure to finally meet you sir."
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 19:11:59 GMT
Alex: *sits down with Cat* How was your journey? Comfortable I hope.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 19:17:39 GMT
PC- "Yes, it was very comfortable. The Golden Hawk, the plane of the royal family, is very nice. This is obviously my family's first time both at this party and in your country. Can you tell me a little bit more about both? *she finishes talking and looks at Alex with a twinkle in her eye*
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 14, 2015 19:23:55 GMT
Alex: *smiles, finding her quite endearing.* Well this party is known as the Merry Parting. It marks the end of the Saint Petersburg Social Season. After this, the elite return to their homes all over the country to take part in their local autumn and winter Seasons. As for Nuremgard, we are rather a typical nation. We extol democracy greatly and value honesty and decency in our politicians and our politics. But between you and me, I think the Imperial Family should go back to ruling directly. *he winks at her with a small, handsome smirk* What of your country?
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 14, 2015 19:36:29 GMT
PC- "That sounds very nice. Well..my country also has similar parties and festivals. My favorite would probably have to be carnival. There is a lot of food, parade and dance, it is quite a spectacle. Maybe you can come over to the isles and witness it sometime. *begins to smirk* And as for Azoria as a country, we are people of many cultures, especially since UNAIC, which stands for the United North Atlantic Isle Coalition. Basically, Azoria absorbed all of the isles of the North Atlantic into our sovereignty. Once that occurred, Azoria also became a commonwealth. The country's landscape is beautiful with green rolling hills, volcanic mountains, vast lagoons and the beaches are to die for!" *chuckles*
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