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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 16, 2015 2:31:00 GMT
Charlotte: I don't see why he wouldn't like her. She seems like a nice, dutiful girl. And Alexander certainly prizes responsibility. He takes his duties as a prince of the realm very seriously. Despite his age, he's very old fashioned and chivalrous. Almost as if he is a noble knight who stepped out of a fairy tale. *she chuckles warmly. She clearly thought very highly of her brother-in-law* He's strong, protective, has a sense of noblesse oblige. In short, he is everything a prince should be.
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Post by Ehrereich on Aug 16, 2015 2:36:09 GMT
"Well madame, for a lot of very good reasons, that would take much time, and distract from pleasant conversation. Succinctly, though- it is an elected position as we are officially a Confederation of States, and because that provides provisions for preventing someone unfit from ruling, as well as providing the ability of the Parliament and the Supreme Court acting in conjunction to remove a ruler who is unfit. We have the Presidency as a lifetime position to provide continuity for international relations, as well as in leadership. It, I think, is a fair compromise between a proper monarchy such as everyone else here exercises, and a presidency that is elected periodically."
He smiles, and continues. "Perhaps you would be so kind as to tell me about yourself? I have to say that you have the advantage on me here; I am not precisely familiar with you. That's a rare position for me to be in, and I do believe I'll be talking to my chief of staff for the glaring oversight, upon my return to the Northern Confederated States."
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 16, 2015 2:54:13 GMT
Queen Isabella looks at Charlotte with a pleasant look.
QIV- "That sounds wonderful and I would want that for Catarina. She is a beautiful girl inside and out. She will make a wonderful wife one day. As for Mariana, I am not so sure I can say the same. Oh I am kidding!" *she taps charlotte on the arm and chuckles*
Mariana is the princess that tends to get into scandals and that does not sit well with Queen Isabella. Queen Isabella want to be the best queen she can be for Azoria and at times she feels like Mariana's behavior tarnishes the reputation of the Azorian Royal Family. Many people tend to call their relationship a "love/hate relationship".
LB- "Hmm that is very interesting. Well as for me, Queen Isabella is my second cousin, so my father's first cousin...obviously" *she chuckles and starts to blush* " I was born on the Isle of Flamengo and I love to travel. I was once married to, well his name isn't important. I studied at the university in Horta on the Isle of Flamengo, focusing on art, history, and English literature. How about yourself, can you tell me a little but more about yourself? Outside of you being President." *She looks at Ward with great interest*
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 16, 2015 3:01:16 GMT
Charlotte: (smiles and clasps her hands in front of her* We have our own misbehaving royal too. Grand Prince Thomas. He's always keeping the press entertained with his scandals and love affairs with aristocratic and celebrity men. He's such a party animal. He gets it from his uncle Grand Prince Dmitri. The only difference is the latter has settled down with a wife of his own. When or if Thomas will find a suitable husband is an eternal mystery to us.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 16, 2015 3:10:51 GMT
QIV- "Oh good heavens, is he here? Because if he is and if Mariana finds him, we could have some trouble on our hands." *chuckles*
Catarina and Alexander are having a wonderful time together. Alexander asks Catarina if she would like to join outside on the balcony which overlooks the grand estate. The moon is shining bright, stars are twinkling in the dark night sky. It is certainly a scene that is quite romantic. Catarina looks to Alexander with her beautiful blue eyes and the next thing she knows, Alex goes in for a kiss. The two share a kiss under the moonlight.
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Post by Ehrereich on Aug 16, 2015 3:13:47 GMT
"Well.. Aside from being president. Hm. I've served, and technically continue to serve in our armed forces. I just returned from the counterinsurgency in Vista Major." He pauses, pondering. "I'm afraid that I'm rather dull these days; it seems like so much of my time is tied up in work. Heh. When I was younger, I spent as much time as I could in outdoors pursuits. I suppose that this is the first time I've been to a party where my attendence wasn't mandated, in..." He pauses, obviously considering. "At least eight or nine years. I ... probably ought to get out more." He shrugs. "I spend as much time with books as I can, and I try to be a learned man. I value loyalty and honor above most things. However, enough about me. Might I request the honor of a dance?"
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Post by scottishprince93 on Aug 16, 2015 3:15:55 GMT
Charlotte: *chuckles* He is. I'm sure they'll find each other eventually and get up to some mischief.
Alex: (holding Cat's waist after the kiss, looking down at her with his beautiful green eyes and soft smile* I hope I've been a pleasant host.
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Post by Vista Major on Aug 16, 2015 3:38:16 GMT
Though I walk through the valley of death, I shall fear no evil... except that of the blooded crown...
President Oprah Marz drove up to the palace in her red convertible, security guard sitting stiffly in the back seat. "Oh how I wish I didn't have to do this," she said ruefully. Like many in Vista Major, she wasn't fond of royalty. It doesn't make things any better that she's the descendant of Bishop Erik, known for his cruelty towards rebels of the Church. It made her shudder. "Renee, why do you torture me so? Why couldn't you get Emily to do it? She's the chief ambassador! Oh, to hell with it all; I'll survive this damn celebration. Merry Parting, not for some!" Oprah exclaimed as she parked and left the car, slamming the door. The guard Derrick touched her shoulder and looked at her sympathetically. "My lady, calm yourself. You represent Vista Major, not Caliborne." He said. At the mention of Caliborne, Oprah jumped. "Oh... you're right. Let's just get this over with. I'm already a little late, I'm sure." Oprah straightened her golden suit, and descended into the palace and into the crowd of dignitaries.
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Post by Jaslandia on Aug 16, 2015 3:51:25 GMT
Prince Jason looked at the delegates gathered. "I'm not sure what the leaders of Lavan Tiri and Acro have planned, but I shall contact them in due time and confer with them. If all goes well, all of your nations could be integrated into the Confederacy." Later, Prince Jason noticed the other leaders were leaving. "I suppose I shall leave you all as well, for now. Farewell, and it has been great seeing all of you." Prince Jason and his wife then started to walk around the room, until they noticed King Michael and Queen Anna standing by against a wall.
"I was wondering where you were," Michael remarked upon seeing his brother Jason. "What were you up to?"
"Just conducting some business with the other leaders," the Prince Regent replied. "What were you doing?"
"Chatting with a Nuremgardian nobleman. It turns out he is as big of a fan of auto racing as I am. I even invited him to attend a race with me at Michaelopolis International Speedway!"
"Excellent, brother. It could improve our relationship with Nuremgard."
Michael laughed. "Jason, you have to stop thinking about everything from the point of view of politics. I just wanted to make a new friend; the fact he's a nobleman from Nuremgard is irrelevant."
Jason smiled. "That's what I like about you, Michael. Your naivete may occasionally be annoying, but it can also be helpful sometimes." Jason then scanned the room, and spotted Lawrence talking with Mariana of Azoria by the refreshment table.
"At the moment," Prince Lawrence responded, "I'm first in line to the Jaslandian throne." Lawrence paused to chuckle. "Well, unless something unexpected happens. I probably won't become king for a few more decades, though. What about you, Ms. Mariana? What is your position in the Azorian line of succession?"
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 16, 2015 15:27:46 GMT
Mariana thinks about what she wants to say to Lawrence. PM- "Well, I do not worry about having to wear the crown, let's just say that. *chuckles* My brother Prince Tomas is the heir to the throne, then his children but if he does not have children, as of right now I am third in line to the throne. But it does not bother me what so ever." *chuckles* "To tell you the truth, I really do not want all of that responsibility. I have seen what being the sovereign has done to my mother and I do not want that for myself. I want to travel, discover new cultures, enjoy my life."
Queen Isabella can not but notice President Oprah Marz walk into the ballroom in her frantic manner. She decides to walk over to the President to say hello, as she as never met the leader of Vista Major before.
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Post by Vista Major on Aug 16, 2015 16:14:49 GMT
None where meant to survive the Labyrinth. It is an endless maze of torture and aimless wondering, with Death always at your heels. No one said Death wore robes and a tiara...
Oprah Marz stopped towards the right wall of the ballroom, looking around at the dazzling array of gold and black and blue and white and many more colors and patterns. It was almost overwhelming at first. She gestured to Derrick to come, them whispered in his ear: "Find out anything you can on these nations. The Chairman-General told me there may be secrets to be had. And we need as many as we can get. Vista cannot afford to lag behind on the global stage any longer, is that understood?" She said sternly. "You're a trained diplomat; do your job." Derrick looked a little stunned at first, then nodded. "Yes, Madame," he said, then left. The next moment, Oprah saw a woman approach her. She stood up taller and smiled gracefully.
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Post by Ehrereich on Aug 16, 2015 16:23:24 GMT
Now there is someone I wasn't expecting to see.. Jacob's gaze momentarily flicks from Lady Beatriz to the recently arrived Presixent Marz. He had favorable dealings with her predecessor. He had not yet had the opportunity to meet her yet. He made a mental note to forward some of his economic recovery attaches to her office, just to ensure the two trillion krieggerrands were put to good use.
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 16, 2015 16:41:50 GMT
Lady Beatriz kindly accepted President Ward's invitation for a dance. She was flattered that a man of his position was giving her the attention that he was. She felt like there is a possibility of something special between them. Lady Beatriz has not felt this happy in, well a long time.
Queen Isabella introduces herself to President Marz.
QIV- "Hello, I am Queen Isabella Vitoria of Azoria. It is a pleasure to meet you. Who do you represent?" *Queen Isabella feels a little off guard*
Queen Isabella is always aware of who she is dealing with; however, she did not know much about this dignitary. She wants to learn more about her because she always feels like she must be in the "know".
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Post by Vista Major on Aug 16, 2015 19:12:17 GMT
So it begins...
Oprah welcomed the Queen with a curt nod. "Hello, Isabella. I am Oprah Marz of Vista Major. I serve as President along with Chancellor Renee von Freisch. I am also leader of the Provincial Party." Oprah said, and reached out both of her hands to shake the Queen's. "It is truly an honor to be in your presence." Oprah laminated. "I apologize for my tardiness; the Cabinet meeting ran awfully late today."
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Post by islesofazoria on Aug 16, 2015 21:51:13 GMT
QIV- "Oh it is okay, it is great that you could at least make it. What are you looking to accomplish being here?" *Queen Isabella looks at Oprah Marz with a cautious look* "Oh, and please address me as Queen Isabella, thank you" *she sips on her wine*
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