[RP]Coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I.

Desmerlinssohn

Als neuer Burggraf von Nürnberg war es Bernd eine angenehme Pflicht, zur Krönung des Kaisers zu erscheinen. Also hatte er sich auf die Reise nach Strassburg begeben, wo er rechtzeitig eintraf um dem großen Ereignis beizuwohnen.

As the new earl of Nürnberg, it was a him al pleasant duty to come to the Emperors coronation. So he had traveled to Strassburg where he arrived in time to to be present at this great event.
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Lisergica

Lisergica returned to Strasbourg, from her distant Alessandria.
As a fervent, as always, from the very beginning of the reign of Alveran I, loyal subject of the Empire, she could not miss.
At his side was her son Matteo, who, like her, had worked in the past with previous Emperors, both as Duchess of Milan as both Imperial Counselor.
They entered into Cathedral in respectful silence and looked for a place where they could sit.
Before the start of the function, Lisergica prayed to the Almighty who gave her soul and of her beloved son.

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Lisergica tornò a Strasburgo, dalla sua lontana Alessandria.
Da fervente, da sempre, dai primissimi tempi del regno di Alveran I, fedele suddita dell'Impero, non poteva certo mancare.
Al suo fianco aveva il figliolo Matteo, che come lei, aveva lavorato in passato con i precedenti Imperatori, sia come Duchessa di Milano sia come Consigliere Imperiale.
Entrarono nella Cattedrale in rispettoso silenzio e cercarono un posto dove essi potevano sedere.
Prima dell'inizio della funzione, Lisergica pregò l'Altissimo a cui affidò l'anima sua e dell'amato figlio.
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Lisergica, Sindaco di Alessandria

Julia_farnese

Die Befürchtung, dass es eine unangenehme Reise nach Straßbourg werden würde, hatte sich nicht bestätigt. Willhelm war ein amüsanter Begleiter und Julia entspannte sich sichtlich, während der Fahrt.

Am Bestimmungsort angekommen, ließ sich sich von Willhelm aus der Kutsche helfen und hoffte, dass sie sich nicht im Kleid verfangen und auf die Nase fallen würde.

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The fear that it would be an awkward trip to Strasbourg, had not been confirmed. Willhelm was an amusing companion and Julia visibly relaxed while driving.
Arrived at their destination Willhelm helped her out of the carriage and Julia hoped that she would not get caught in her dress and fall on their nose.

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Lglvh

Impassible, je pris les instructions auprès de mon capitaine et hocha la tête affirmativement. Ne pas quitter les Altesses du regard, trois pas à côté d’eux, tout était clair et précis. Les jours précédents, j’avais vu mon cousin se démener comme un diable pour nous trouver des uniformes décents et pour prévoir une organisation digne de ce nom. Il se donnait a fond dans se qu’il faisait et c’est fièrement que je lui fis un clin d’œil.

Je me plaçais à l’entrée des appartements, les directives reçues dos bien droit, menton relevé, attendant que les Von Frayner furent prêt . je chuchotais quelques mots à Lorenzo lui indiquant sa position et quelques paroles d’encouragement. Le jeune homme comptait sur moi pour le soutenir et le guider et je l’avais pris sous mon aile.

Un vague sourire à Louis et Dédé et Elo

Ca y est ça va être à nous.

Un rien nerveux quand même, Moi protéger l’empereur, c’était bien la première fois que je me trouvais de ce côté du décor

Imperturbabile, avevo preso le istruzioni dal mio capitano facendoli di si con la testa che avevo capito. Non dovevo lasciare le Altezze da soli e dovevo rimmanere tre passi accanto a loro. Tutto era chiaro e preciso. Il giorno precedente, avevo visto mio cugino fare di tutto per trovarci uniforme decente e per fornire una organizzazione per bene. Dava il meglio di lui stesso e ero orgoglioso . Li mando un occhiolino.

Mi posto all'ingresso degli appartamenti, le istruzioni ricevute schiena dritta, il mento in su, in attesa che gli Von Frayner erano pronti. Sussurro qualche cose a Lorenzo affermando la sua posizione e alcune parole di incoraggiamento. Il giovane contava su di me per guidarlo et sosstenerlo e gli avevo preso in affetto

Un sorriso a Louis, Dédé è Elo

Ecco chi siamo!!!

Ero un poco angosciato perchè era la prima volta che dovevo prottegere gente cosi e che non ero nelle altra parte della situazione

Impassive, I took the instructions with my captain and shook the head affirmatively. Not to leave the Highnesses of the look, three steps next to them, everything was clear and precise. The previous days, I had seen my cousin struggling like a madman to find us decent uniforms and to plan an organization worthy of the name. Hegave itself has bottom in that he made and it is proudly that I gave a wink to him(her).

I took place in the entrance of apartments, the received directives very right back, spicy chin, waiting that Von Frayner was ready. I whispered some words to Lorenzo indicating him his position and some words of encouragement. The young man counted on me to support him and guide him and I had taken him under my wing.

A vagueness to smile to Louis and Dédé and Elo

That's it that is going belong to us.

A nervous mere nothing all the same, Me to protect the emperor, it was good the first time when I was in this respect of the decoration.

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Tiax

Being an imperial ambassador Tiax was expected to come to the coronation of the new Emperor. He wasn't glad about it. He could imagine better things to do with his time than taking a look at a crown on a head some oaths and maybe an enfeoffment or two...
Well nothing to do about his duties. He came with his very best clothing and his chain of office.
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if there was no cooperation in the first half of the year." - Bill Maher

Chris_von_antwerp

On the first of June, Christiaan was present in Strasbourg, together with many nobles and commoners alike. Today it was the coronation of the Emperor and he too had received an invitation to join in the procession through the streets of Strasbourg and the coronation in the Cathedral. He also had the responsibility to look after the Imperial Jousting Tournament that would be held after the coronation. It would be quite the objective to make everything run smootly, but he was sure that in the end, all would be fine.

For now, he enjoyed walking through the streets, nodding and greeting people whom he knew from Holland or whom he had met in the past. At least it would be a glorious and grand day for everyone, and he would enjoy it just as much as any other man, happy that he could still be here, in full health.
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Arezus

The days and nights in Strasbourg could be very long,.... especially when the Empire was at war!... He locked some Parchments in a Cupboard, before he went to the Cathedral.... Fortunately, it limited to the Castle so he did not have to seek for an Escort, at first, he could walk....

"Whether his wedded wife, would come to the coronation?"... He could not say. ... only that he would be happy to see the "Maroon Eyes" ... But even if she dose not come, he would ride for a few days to her and his children, that was already fixed.....

He entered the Cathedral and went to Places that were provided for the Imperial Councilors.... with a smile on his face, he nodded his colleague kindly, before he sat down ....

Die Tage und Nächte in Straßburg konnten sehr lang werden, vor allem wenn sich das Kaiserreich im Krieg befand!.... Er verschloss einige Pergamente im Schrank, bevor er sich richtung der Kathedrale aufmachte.... Glücklicher weise grenzte diese an das Schloss, so musste er sich nicht zu erst um eine Eskorte bemühen, er konnte bequem hin laufen....

"Ob sein Eheweib zur der Krönung kommen würde?".... Das vermochte er nicht sagen,...einzig das er sich freuen würde die "Kastanienbrauen" wieder zu sehen...Doch auch wenn sie nicht kommen sollte, würde er für einige Tage zu ihr und seinen Kindern nach hause reiten, das stannd schon fest...

Er betrat nun die Kathedrale und ging zu den Plätzen die für die kaiserlichen Berater vorgesehen waren....mit einem Lächeln im Gesicht nickte er seinen Kollegen freundlich zu, bevor er sich setze....

Dani i Noći, u Strasbourgu su mogli biti vrlo dugi, pogotovo od kad je Carstvo u Ratu!...prije nego sto je krenuo prema Katedrali, morao je par Pergamenanta u Ormar prikloniti...... Srećom da je graničila pri Dvorcu, tako da nije morao tražiti prvo pratnju, nego je mogao komotno pjeske ....

"Pitam se dali ce Luna isto doci u Stassbourg?" On to nije mogao odgovoriti... jedno je znao, da bi bio jako sretan ako vidi Oci boje Kestena ... No, čak i ako ne dođe, za nekoliko dana posljije Krunidbe, odlucijo je ide Doma da vidi svoju Suprugu i Djecu.....

Kad je ušao u Katedralu uzeo je Smjer prema mjestima koja su bila određena, Carskim Savjetnicima .... s osmijehom na licu, klimnuo je Kolegama, prije nego što je sjeo ....

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Laella

Ich betrat die Kathedrale durch die Sakristei, stellte mich neben Egal und verbeugte mich vor ihm, um ihre Wertschätzung zu Übermitteln und lächelte ihn an. Ich stand anschließend neben ihn.

I entered the cathedral through the sacristy, stood beside Egal and bowed before him to show their appreciation for transmitting and smiled at him. I then stood next to him.
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Sire_ares

Ares écouta attentivement les recommandations et ordre du Général. Il passa devant un grand miroir pour inspecter lui-même sa tenue. Son uniforme de Lame était impeccablement repassé, et ses distinctions brillaient dans les lumières de la pièce. Il était Chevalier Imperial et Commandeur de l’Ordre des Lames, et, à ses deux titres, il se devait d’être dans une tenue irréprochable.

Comme prévu, il se plaça a l’extérieure de la salle, à droite de la porte. Son épée battait ses flancs et il avait la main posé sur le pommeau, prêt à toute éventualité.

Ares listened carefully to the recommendations and orders of the General. He passed a large mirror to inspect his own outfit. His uniform was immaculately ironed Blade, and distinctions in shining lights in the room. It was Imperial Knight and Commander of the Order of Blades, and his two titles, he had to be in a perfect place.

As expected, it was placed outside of the room to the right of the door. His sword fighting his sides and he had put his hand on the knob, ready for any eventuality.

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Willhelm_von_und_zu

Willhelm entdeckte seinen alten Freund Arezus und winkte Ihm über die Menschen hinweg zu

Willhelm regognised his old friend Arezus and waved to him across the people
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Sarah_elisabeth

Sarah Elisabeth se devait de paraitre au couronnement à plusieurs titres. Procureur héraldique, ambassadrice impériale, elle était également ici pour représenter son époux lors de la cérémonie. Elle avait préparé pour l'occasion une tenue aux teintes printanières qui mettaient en valeur sa jeunesse et sa joie de jeune épouse. Mais la vie l'avait rattrapée et en ce jour, c'est une femme aux traits tirés au corps trop mince, à la tenue sombre et sévère qui pénétra dans la cathédrale. La Montjoie souffrait d'avoir du s'éloigner de Viviers où sont époux alité et mourant pouvait basculer dans la mort à tout instant. Jeune épouse et peut être bientôt déjà veuve, à seulement quatorze ans... S'il ne s'était agi d'être là pour son amie Luisa et son père, elle aurait fui pour une fois ses devoirs. Mais elle était baronne et officier impérial, le protocole primait donc. D'un regard trop calme, elle balaya les environs, cherchant où s'installer et si elle reconnaitrait quelqu'un dans la foule des personnes à venir.

Sarah Elizabeth had to be present at the coronation in several ways. Heraldric ttorney, imperial ambassador, she was also here to represent her husband at the ceremony. She had prepared for the occasion an outfit of spring colors that showcased her youth and joy of new bride. But life had caught up and on this day, it is a woman drawn, the too thin body, dark and harsh place, which entered the cathedral. Montjoie suffered to have away from Viviers where bedridden and dying husband in death could switch at any time. Bride and may soon be a widow, only fourteen ... If it hadn't done to be there for her friend Luisa and her father, she would have fled for once her homework. But she was Baroness and imperial officer, the protocol thus prevailed. On too quiet gaze, she swept the area, looking for a place to settle and if she would recognize someone in the crowd of people to come.

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Petrus_antonius

Anton left Amsterdam weeks ago. Accompanied by his loyal servant, on their journey to Straßbourg. He did not like to leave his city, but duty called. It would have been strange for a nobel man like himself, not to attend to the coronation of his holy Emperor.

In the cathedral he recognized few people from Holland. He tried to get in contact with them, but it was too busy. People were all around. He heard different languages: german, french, english, italic, but also some he did not recognize.

Anton took a seat, while his servant was standing a few feet to the back of the cathedral. Seats where not available for anyone, certainly not for the 'ordinary' people.
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Eriti

She was late, she was always late.
Eriti left her office at the Imperial Palace after sent the last letter for that day.
The ceremony will be start soon, and she was still in the Palace.

At the entrance a chariot with the insignes of Soliera, waiting for her. She entered in it and gave the order to go.
The streets of the Capital were full of people. Everyone directed to the Cathedral.

Eriti looked them and the memories goes to another ceremony, another Cathedral. The fingers instinctively went to touch the wedding ring. Still hurts. She sighed.
Meanwhile the chariot arrived in front of the Chatedral and a page opened the door, permetting to Eriti to went out.

The woman settled the veil that covered her head, and walked to the entrace of the Chatedral, garrisoned by the Aquile. She smiled to someone she knows and entered in che church.
Her eyes took some minutes to used to the inner light, but when they can see clearly she was amazing by the decorations.

She walked slowly to the reserved area assigned to the Imperial Councillor, looking to the people already in the Church. She reconize some faces, and mentally smiled for their presence.
Finally she arrived to the area, and she smiled to the Viscountess Elein and she set down near her, waiting for the ceremony.
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Se la gente ti critica lo fa per due motivi: o non sa come impiegare il tempo o vorrebbe essere dannatamente come te.

Elendra

FRANÇAIS

C'est rare que je me pavane. Mais aujourd'hui je suis le paon avec la queue la plus colorée et le plumage du bleu le plus profond! Si ce n'est que je suis toute de orange vêtue! Certes! J'ai pas encore vu les tenues des autres femmes, mais c'est certain que la mienne rendra folle de jalousie! Et si elle ne rend pas toutes ces dames folle de jalousie, au moins je sais que Luisa sera… verte!

Non, non , je ne suis pas idiote. Je sais très bien que la Princesse portera sans doute une robe dont la somme totalisera celle de tous les atours de ma modeste garde-robe, mais je sais aussi que Luisa rêve de porter une création signée Armelle! Et qui c'est qui se pavane pas dans son « Armelle Originale »,?

C'est bibi! Il faudra d'ailleurs que je pense à remercier Yolanda encore une fois pour cette tenue!

Mais tout ne s'arrête pas là! Non, non! Je suis ici investie d'une mission de la plus haute importance! Je suis ici en tant qu'envoyée spéciale du journal impérial à la recherche de potins! À l'affut des robes les plus laides comme des plus belles. Les femmes ne le savent pas encore, mais elles feront peut-être la une du prochain numéro : Raté et réussite du couronnement impérial. Quoi faire et ne pas faire.

Coucou papa! que je lance en agitant la main lorsque j'entre dans la cathédrale.

Et voilà Eriti qui passe près de moi!

Bonjiorno Eriti! que je lance dans mon italien sommaire.

Et une fois à l'intérieur? Je vagabonde. Je me pavane. J'observe. Je suis à l'affut. Je vous ai à l'oeil, tous autant que vous êtes! Surtout toi Luisa!

ENGLISH

I don't usually like to show off. But today I'm the brightest peacock of them all! Of course, I haven't seen everyone's dresses, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to make lots of Ladies jealous. Or, at least I'll make the princess sooo jealous that it will compensate for the other who won't notice this perfectly seed dress. An "Armelle Original".

I mean… I know the princess' dress will be worth at least three or four of my dresses, but Armelle's got it, you gotta admit it! Dressed in orange I have all the self-confidence necessary to compete with my best friend Luisa von Frayner. I'm pretty sure people tomorrow won't say : Have you seen the princess' dress! She should be the one dressing her lady in wanting, not the contrary!" Oh Yes, you might know that also. I'm helping the grand master with the dresses! Not for the coronation, but for the dance.

But today! Oooh toooodayyy! I'm here with a very special mission! I'm the Special Correspondent of the Imperial Newspaper! Here to collect every gossip, analyze every style! 'Cause that's what I do man.

Coucou Papa! I say, when I enter the cathedral he is harding. Still workin'…
[ENG: Hey Daddy!]

Bonjiorno Eriti! I add with a smile when I see my colleague not far away.

And once inside? Well I look around. Try to notice some nice dresses. I keep an eye on all of you! Especially you Luisa… Oh yeah, I keep an eye on you.
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Comyr

Comyr has arrived in the cathedral early.
At least, after an hour, the blessed building gets more and more filled with people and dignitaries from all ranks and corners out of the Empire.

He smiled a little bit. It seemed to be a ritual to be here, but at least he was secretary the second time now, serving the third Emperor, writing letters, councelling and keeping secrets.

He greeted the other councellors that arrived in this corner of the cathedral and tried to catch a glimpse of all the other important people, like the Kings or Regents, looking for known and also new faces...

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Coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I.

Lothar.von.frayner

Lothar s’était réveillé tout excité ce matin. Très tôt. Du coup, il avait couru à la cuisine, tenir compagnie à la cuisinière. Ou plutôt, la saouler de son bavardage. Il se demandait qui viendrait, comment seraient habillés les gens, s’il y aurait suffisamment à manger, si la cérémonie serait longue et, surtout, si son Alix Ann serait là. Nul n’ignorait plus le tendre penchant du prince pour sa princesse des neiges. Il ne doutait pas que Maman serait la plus belle des dames présentes. Il était aussi ravi, tout le monde l’appelait « Votre Altesse », et s’inclinait quand il entrait quelque part. Évidemment, pas ses amis, ni ses cousins. La famille reste la famille. La gouvernante vint bientôt le chercher, pour le vêtir. Il avait un super beau costume, même si ce n’était pas très pratique pour courir et jouer à cache-cache. D’ailleurs, il espérait que Maximilien serait là aussi. Une heure fut nécessaire pour le laver et l’habiller, tellement il remuait et babillait. Il faut dire qu’aujourd’hui était un jour exceptionnel, on ne voyait son père couronné empereur qu’une fois dans sa vie !

Enfin, il fut prêt. Il descendit, retrouvant Lorenz et Luisa dans le carrosse. Il abreuva ses aînés de paroles durant le trajet, se laissant même aller à quelques commentaires vestimentaires. En arrivant en ville, il entendit des clameurs. Le garçon passa la tête à la porte, et découvrit une foule gigantesque applaudissant, criant Vivat, se réjouissant. Ravi, il les salua longuement, récupérant des fleurs de jeunes femmes, ou des gourmandises données par les commerçants. Il se réjouit auprès de son frère et sa sœur de l’amitié que leur portait le peuple. Être prince, c’était drôlement chouette ! Enfin, ils arrivèrent. Les cloches de la cathédrale sonnaient, un garde ouvrit la porte. Lothar se tut, l’instant se faisait solennel. Lorenz le regarda, ainsi que Luisa, puis leur signifia silencieusement qu’il était temps d’y aller. Dégringolant des marches du carrosse, le jeune prince suivit ses aînés, sans doute bien plus impressionnant que lui dans leurs beaux vêtements et dans leur attitude. Lothar ne pouvait empêcher un large sourire de s’afficher sur son visage. À l’entrée de la cathédrale, il se plaça derrière sa sœur, elle-même derrière leur frère aîné. Il hésita à chuchoter à Luisa une bêtise pour la faire rire, mais elle semblait trop inquiète. Les filles, c’est bizarre, si ça se trouve, elle se serait mise à pleurer. Il lui dirait plus tard.

« Leurs Altesses Impériales Lorenz, Luisa et Lothar von Frayner, Princes d’Empire. »

Wouhou, comment ça pète ! Prenait une inspiration alors que sa sœur se redressait, il s’avança, à la suite de ses aînés. Il tenta de garder le regard fixé sur la nuque blonde de Luisa. Cependant, il se rendit rapidement compte qu’elle regardait un peu partout. Parfait ! Il en profita pour faire autant. S’il se faisait gronder, il dirait qu’il avait pris exemple sur sa sœur, qui d’habitude se tient si bien. Alors, qui était là… Il reconnut plusieurs personnes. Certaines dames avaient essayé de se faire aussi belles que Maman, de mettre des couronnes. Lothar trouva cela bien ridicule. Seule Maman rayonnait. Ah cool, Charly était présent ! Bon en même temps, ça aurait été bizarre qu’il ne vienne pas. Y avait aussi ses potes de la garde, son amie Cira, Thomas et sa femme… Ah ! Enfin ! Alix Ann était là ! Le sourire princier s’agrandit, dévoilant des quenottes blanches. Il hocha brièvement la tête dans sa direction, afin de lui signifier qu’il l’avait remarquée. Sa belle était là, il était heureux. Il lui tardait de pouvoir la retrouver après la cérémonie, pour recueillir ses impressions. D’autres personnes l’accompagnaient, il ne leur jeta même pas un regard. Seule sa princesse des Neiges l’intéressait. Rassuré, son attention se reporta sur le cœur de la Cathédrale, alors que les trois princes atteignaient leur place. Ils se dirigèrent sur leur gauche, et s’installèrent, restant debout. Puis Papa et Maman apparurent, et s’avancèrent à leur tour. Ils étaient tous deux magnifiques, Lothar était très fier de ses parents. Ils s’installèrent également, à la gauche de leurs enfants, devant l’autel, en plein milieu, devant tout le monde. Un instant ému, Lothar serra la main de sa grande sœur. La cérémonie débuta alors. Une femme parla, puis on récita le credo.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

AMEN

Tout cela était bien solennel ! Lothar se demanda si, quand même, ça allait durer longtemps. Bien sûr, il était allé aux latrines avant de partir, mais s’il avait envie de faire pipi tout d’un coup ? Il se pencha vers sa sœur pour lui poser la question, chuchotant :

- Ça dure combien de temps ? J’veux pas avoir envie de faire pipi au milieu de la cérémonie…

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Lothar woke up very excited this morning. Early. So, he ran to the kitchen, to keep company with the cooker. Or rather, the drunk to her chatter. He wondered who would come, how are dressed people, if there would be enough food, if the ceremony is long, and especially if it would be Alix Ann. No more ignorant of the tender fondness for his Snow Princess. He had no doubt that Mom would be the most beautiful ladies present. He was also delighted, everyone called him "Your Highness" and bowed when he entered somewhere. Obviously, not his friends, or his cousins. The family is the family. The housekeeper came soon look for the dress. It was a super nice suit, even if it was not very practical to run and play hide and seek. Moreover, he hoped that Maximilian would be there too. One hour was required to wash and dress, so he moved and babbled. It must say that today was a special day, we saw his father crowned emperor once in his life!

Finally, he was ready. He went down, finding Lorenz and Luisa in the carriage. He watered his words seniors during the journey, even letting go a few comments clothing. Upon arriving in town, he heard shouts. The boy stuck his head in the door and saw a huge crowd cheering, shouting Vivat, rejoicing. Happy, he saluted length, recovering flowers young women or treats provided by merchants. He rejoices with her brother and sister that their friendship was people. Be prince, it was awfully nice! Finally, they arrived. The cathedral bells rang, a guard opened the door. Lothar was silent, yet is was solemn. Lorenz looked and Luisa and their silence meant it was time to go. Tumbling down the steps of the carriage, the prince followed his elders, probably more impressive than him in their best clothes and their attitude. Lothar could not prevent a smile to appear on his face. At the entrance to the cathedral, he stood behind his sister, herself behind their elder brother. He hesitated to whisper to Luisa a mistake to make her laugh, but she seemed too concerned. Girls, it's weird, if it is, it would have started to cry. He would tell her later.

"Their Imperial Highnesses Lorenz, Luisa and Lothar von Frayner, Princes of the Empire. "

Wuhu, how it farts! Took a breath as his sister sat up, he walked, following his elders. He tried to keep his eyes fixed on the blonde's neck Luisa. However, he quickly realized that she looked around. Perfect! He took the opportunity to do so. If he was scolding, he would say that he had taken their cue from her sister, who usually stands so well. So who was there ... He recognized several people. Some ladies had tried to make as beautiful as Mom, to crowns. Lothar found it ridiculous. Only Mom beamed. Ah cool, Charly was present! Good at the same time, it was weird that he did not come. Was also his friends of the guard, his friend Cira, Thomas and his wife ... Ah! Finally! Alix Ann was there! The princely smile widened, revealing white baby teeth. He nodded briefly in his direction, to signify that he had noticed. His fine was there, he was happy. He longed to be able to recover after the ceremony for his impressions. Other people with him, he did not even cast their eyes not. Only his princess Snow interested. Reassured his attention reporta the heart of the cathedral, while the three princes reached them. They went on their left, and settled, standing up. Then Mom and Dad appeared, and advanced turn. They were both beautiful, Lothar was very proud of his parents. They also moved to the left of their children before the altar in the middle, in front of everyone. An emotional moment, Lothar shook hands with her big sister. The ceremony began then. A woman spoke, and the creed was recited.

Credo in Deum
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli and terrae
Inferos and paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam and university
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria and Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic Postquam sub Pontio passus is
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus is Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad eum Altissimi dexteram expectabat

Credo in Divinam actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, and unam indivisibilem
Communionem Sanctorum,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Infinitum.

AMEN

It was all very solemn! Lothar wondered if, still, it would last longer. Of course, he went to the latrine before leaving, but if he had to pee all of a sudden? He leaned toward her sister to ask him, whispering:

- How long the ceremony is ? I do not want to have to pee in the middle of the ceremony ...
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Salome_

The imperial chancellor raised her voice as well to join the credo, the words she knew by heart. But something seemed to happen during the choir of the attending believers.
She tried to see what was going on, her eyes wandered over the heads of the fully filled church. What was it? It was some sort of sound that was not supposed to be a voice within this credo. But she was not able to determine exactly where it came from. Yelling, yes someone was yelling. How could someone dare to yell within such a ceremony. She shook her head, maybe the guards would react as they were supposed to, while she continued to sing the credo with the others.
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Cira

Entourée d'un côté par son oncle et de l'autre par Sebastian, l'enfant regardait un peu ce qui se passait à droite à gauche. C'est qu'on était pas tout les jours invitée à un couronnement et qu'il ne fallait pas en louper une miette.

Seul problème, parce que oui il y en avait un, la taille. Haute comme trois pommes à genoux, Cira avait du mal à percevoir ce qui se passait devant elle, à part bien sûr l'énorme robe de la dame qui se tenait devant. Non mais qu'elle idée de mettre une tenue pareil franchement ? Elle pouvait pas penser qu'elle aurait une Poucelina derrière elle ?

Sebastian...se passe quoi ?
Des personnes arrivent encore my Lady.
Qui ça ?
Je ne sais.
Le Prince il est arrivé ? Je parle de Lothar hein.
Je ne le vois pas.
Ah...d'accord...
Vous êtes pressée de le voir my Lady ?
Ben il m'a invité alors à la base j'ai quand même un peu traversé le pays pour lui quoi.
Bien. Je vous ferais signe quand il se montrera.

Pas le temps de remercier que l'Empereur et l'Impératrice se présentaient. Il fallut quelques secondes à Cira avant de comprendre que tout le monde était en mode révérence et qu'elle fasse également la sienne, les yeux toute fois relevés vers le couple. Ludwing elle ne l'avait croisé qu'à de très rares occasions. Liz par contre elle avait put discuter avec elle et il fallait avouer qu'elle l'aimait bien.

Un léger coup de coude se fit sentir contre son bras et la jeune fille baissa les yeux, loupant le reste de la progression, enfants Von Frayner comprit. Quand elle put enfin se redresser c'est pour à nouveau avoir le dos de la dame face à elle.
Bon...elle avait quand même put voir le plus intéressant c'était déjà ça...
Des paroles furent prononcées puis le Credo fut lancé et Cira joignit sa voix aux autres.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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(google traduction donc je garantis rien)

Surrounded on one side by his uncle and another by Sebastian, the child watched a little of what went right to the left. Is that not every day was invited to a coronation and that we should not miss a beat.

Only problem, because yes there was one size. High to a grasshopper on his knees, Cira was hard to perceive what was happening before it, except of course the huge dress lady who stood before. No idea but to such a holding frankly? She could not think she would have a Poucelina behind it?

Sebastian ... What happened?
People still come my Lady.
Who?
I don't know.
The Prince he arrived? I mean Lothar huh.
I don't see it.
Oh ... okay ...
You are in a hurry to see my Lady?
Well then he invited me to the base I still have a little way across the country for what it.
Good. I know when you'd show it.

No time to thank the Emperor and Empress had. It took a few seconds before Cira understand that everyone was in awe mode and it also makes his, eyes all time records to the couple. Ludwing she had crossed on very rare occasions. By Liz against she could talk to her and he had to admit she liked.

A slight nudge was felt against his arm, and the girl looked down, loupant the rest of the progression, children Von Frayner understood. When she was finally able to straighten it again to get back to the lady in front of her.
Well ... she could still see the more interesting it was already ...
The words were spoken and the Creed was launched and Cira joined his voice to others.
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Luisa.von.frayner

The princess had never seen so many people together, and the strength that could generate mass impressed her.
She was even more disturbed when her voice is mixed with that of others, Creed fully took possession of the cathedral in a beautifully scary unit.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Jamais la princesse n'avait vu autant de monde réuni, et la force que la masse pouvait dégager l'impressionnait.
Elle fut d'autant plus troublée lorsque, sa voix s'étant mêlée à celle des autres, le Credo prit entièrement possession de la cathédrale en une unité magnifiquement effrayante.
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Silanie

The blonde joined the congregation in prayer.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Marcvs_invictvs

It was a long way from Fribourg to Strasbourg. Marcvs fought there on the emperors side at the battle between the damned Fatum group and the SRING. Many dangerous situations he passed. Tavernes for example, cute maids baulked his travel. They sloshed, seduced and robbed him. He continued his travel mostly drunken as today. Finally, he arrived Strasbourg cathedral.He was obviously wrecked, drunk and tried to enter the cathedral carefully. Of course he stumbled with full of racket into the cathedral. He recognized scornful looks at him and tried to apologise.Wohoo, sorry mates! I'm late. I was detained by a few enemies. The war in Switzerland you know? Don't feel disturb, it's only me. In crawling motions he was searching for place to seat. Marcvs mumbled something about wanting ... and said: Things happend. What goes around, comes around. He looked at the altar and saw his Emperor. Yo-ho! Hail Emperor! May you do well! Don't be disturb, go ahead mate.
Finally, he reached a free seat and belched with noise.He guffawed and was all of smiles Indeed, onions and beer repeats on me.
Ultimately, he calmed down and started to follow stressfully the celebrations of the coronation.

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Kaiserlicher Botschafter des HRRDN
Imperial Ambassador to represent the SRING

Uriel

[Sic Transit Gloria Mundi]

Le Réaumont pénétra discrètement dans la Cathédrale, revêtu d'une simple robe de bure. Nul besoin d'afficher de manière ostensible un luxe démesuré, ni plus qu'une position socialement élevée. Ces derniers temps, il s'éloignait du monde, de plus en plus, passant son temps dans la prière et la contemplation du Divin.

Du jeune homme rieur, au teint hâlé et aux cheveux blonds comme les blés, il ne restait plus qu'une personne lasse, pâle et livide. L'hypocrisie du monde avait eu raison de son
sourire et de sa motivation. Après tout, on ne pouvait pas sauver ceux qui ne voulaient pas l'être et qui chaque jour s'enfoncaient dans l'incohérence la plus totale.

Tout n'était pas perdu, il restait néanmoins des personnes de valeur et appréciables. C'est pour celles-là qu'il avait daigné faire le déplacement ; ô combien rares ces derniers devenaient-ils.

En vérité, il aurait pu s'asseoir presque n'importe où, aussi bien dans le choeur réservé au Clergé, qu'aux premiers rangs, parmi les nobles, voire près de représentants étrangers. Il choisit de se positionner à l'entrée d'une des chapelles latérales, d'où il pourrait voir la cérémonie, sans pour autant se mêler à la masse.
Il souhaitait secrètement passer inaperçu, peut-être d'aucuns le reconnaîtraient mais il en doutait. Quand bien même le coeur n'y fut pas, l'important était d'être venu.

Le cardinal n'attendait plus rien du monde, ni respect, ni bienveillance, il aspirait à la paix.

The Réaumont quietly entered the Cathedral, wearing a simple frock. No need to display conspicuously and inordinate luxury or a more socially elevated position. Lately, he moved away from the world, more and more, spending his time in prayer and contemplation of the Divine.

Of the smiling young man in the tan and hair yellow like wheat, there was only a person tired, pale and livid. The hypocrisy of the world had for its smile and motivation. After all, we could not save those who do not want to be ; and every day there people sank in the utter inconsistency.

All was not lost, however, there were still people value and significant. It is for those where he had deigned to make the trip, oh how rare these they became.

In truth, he could sit almost anywhere, both in the choir reserved for the clergy, as also in the first ranks among the nobles or even near foreign representatives. He chose to position himself at the entrance of one of the side chapels, where he could see the ceremony, without mingling with the masses.
He wanted to secretly go unnoticed, perhaps some would recognize but he doubted it. Even if the heart was not there, the important thing was to come.

The Cardinal expected nothing more of the world, nor respect, nor benevolence, he just longed for peace.

Liz_von_frayner

The last notes of choirs went to faint in the vaults of the Cathedral, making way for the whispers of the crowd, for some coughs and for the rustle of the rich clothes of the guests, which she unfortunately could not see, turning the back to the assembly. She should wait for the end of the ceremony before having the pleasure to go to greet a lot of persons whom she knew present.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Edoardo Borromeo Galli, then that of Karanda de Mérode, who after some words, invited each to recite the Creed. Joint hands, she mixed her voice with the others.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Les dernières notes des chœurs allèrent s’évanouir dans les voûtes de l’édifice, laissant la place aux légers murmures de la foule, à quelques toussotements et au bruissement des riches vêtements des invités, qu’elle ne pouvait malheureusement pas voir, tournant le dos à l’assemblée. Elle devrait attendre la fin de la cérémonie avant d’avoir le plaisir d’aller saluer bon nombre de personnes qu’elle savait présentes.

Ses pensées furent interrompues par la voix de Edoardo Borromeo Galli, puis celle de Karanda de Mérode, qui après quelques mots, invitant chacun à réciter son Credo. Mains jointes, elle mêla sa voix à celle de tous.
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Hadrien.marcus

Now, the creed.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.[/i]
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Le_g.

Assez fier il faut le dire du travail de la couturière qu'il l'avait aidé à satisfaire l'une des exigences de l'Empereur, alors qu'elle n'était en rien obligée de l'aider, il incline la tête en la voyant dans la foule, avec un sourire qui en dit long, et le regard pétillant. Il ne sait comment la remercier pour pouvoir faire bonne figure icelieu, et il ne la remerciera jamais assez pour le travail qu'elle a fait : admirable.

Cette personne lui avait sorti une belle épine du pied, et c'est avec foi qu'il entame le crédo.

Je crois en Dieu, le Trés-Haut tout puissant,
Créateur du Ciel et de la Terre,
Des Enfers et du Paradis,
Juge de notre âme à l'heure de la mort.

Et en Aristote, son prophète,
Le fils de Nicomaque et de Phaetis,
Envoyé pour enseigner la sagesse
Et les lois divines de l'Univers aux hommes égarés.

Je crois aussi en Christos,
Né de Maria et de Giosep.
Il a voué sa vie à nous montrer le chemin du Paradis.
C'est ainsi qu'après avoir souffert sous Ponce,
Il est mort dans le martyr pour nous sauver.
Il a rejoint le Soleil où l'attendait Aristote à la droite du Trés-Haut.

Je crois en l'Action Divine;
En la Sainte Eglise Aristotélicienne Romaine, Une et Indivisible;
En la communion des Saints;
En la rémission des péchés;
En la Vie Eternelle.

AMEN

Rather proud it is necessary to say it of the work of the needlewoman that he had helped him to satisfy one of the requirements of the Emperor, while she was not at all inescapable to help him, he tilts the head by seeing her in the crowd, with a smile which says length, and the sparkling look. He does not know how to thank her for being able to put up a good show icelieu, and he will never thank her(it) enough for the work which she made: admirable.

This person had brought out him a beautiful thorn of the foot, and it is with faith that he begins the crédo.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Egal

Joyful and honoured to celebrate such a ceremony with competent prelates like the current Viceprimates, the Primate join the assembly gathered in the Creed prayer

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

Amen
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Elein

With a low voice, she uttered the creed

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Skioppo

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.
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Markus GianMaria Casanova Skioppo - Barone Imperiale di GieSSen - Conte di Monticelli d'Ongina e Barone di Caorso

Presidente del PPM - Ex Duca (4) del Ducato di Milano

Luthiandis

Der Kardinal, der die Krönung leitete eröffnete die Zeremonie.
Ehrfurchtsvoll lauschte die junge Maid dem Chor.

Als dann das Glaubensbekenntnis gesprochen wurde, strauchelte sie.
Latein ... nachdem sie sich mit dem ersten Satz abgestrampelt hatte, schüttelte die 16-jährige den Kopf und wisperte es leise in ihrer Heimatsprache.

Credo in Deum,
Alti..altissimum Omni...omnipotentem...

Ich glaube an Gott, den allmächtigen Allerhöchsten,
Schöpfer des Himmels und der Erde,
der Höllen und des Paradieses,
Richter über unsere Seele zur Stunde des Todes.

Und an Aristoteles, seinen Propheten,
Sohn des Nikomachos und der Phaetis,
entsandt, den irregeleiteten Menschen
die Weisheit und die göttlichen Gesetze des Universums zu lehren.

Ich glaube auch an Christos,
geboren von Maria und Giosep.
Er widmete uns sein Leben, zeigte den Weg ins Paradies.
So kam es, dass er, nachdem er unter Ponce gelitten hatte,
im Martyrium gestorben ist, um uns zu retten.
Er ist zur Sonne zurückgekehrt, wo Aristoteles zur Rechten des Allmächtigen ihn erwartete.

Ich glaube an das Wirken Gottes;
an die Eine und Unteilbare Heilige Römische Aristotelische Kirche;
an die Gemeinschaft der Heiligen;
an die Vergebung der Sünden;
an das ewige Leben.

AMEN

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The Cardinal, who led the coronation opened the ceremony.
Reverently listened the young maiden to the choir.

When the creed was then spoken, she stumbled.
Latin ... after she pedaled with the first set, the 16-year-old shook his head and whispered it quietly in their home language.

Credo in Deum,
Alti..altissimum Omni...omnipotentem...

Ich glaube an Gott, den allmächtigen Allerhöchsten,
Schöpfer des Himmels und der Erde,
der Höllen und des Paradieses,
Richter über unsere Seele zur Stunde des Todes.

Und an Aristoteles, seinen Propheten,
Sohn des Nikomachos und der Phaetis,
entsandt, den irregeleiteten Menschen
die Weisheit und die göttlichen Gesetze des Universums zu lehren.

Ich glaube auch an Christos,
geboren von Maria und Giosep.
Er widmete uns sein Leben, zeigte den Weg ins Paradies.
So kam es, dass er, nachdem er unter Ponce gelitten hatte,
im Martyrium gestorben ist, um uns zu retten.
Er ist zur Sonne zurückgekehrt, wo Aristoteles zur Rechten des Allmächtigen ihn erwartete.

Ich glaube an das Wirken Gottes;
an die Eine und Unteilbare Heilige Römische Aristotelische Kirche;
an die Gemeinschaft der Heiligen;
an die Vergebung der Sünden;
an das ewige Leben.

AMEN
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Ludwig_von_frayner

[Ad majorem Dei gloriam]

The Emperor listened carefully to the meaningful lyrics of the Dutch Vice-Primate Karanda.
He knew her. He knew she was a good person, who took care of the Dutch people. Her reign enabled the County of Holland to regain peace, after weeks of war.
He thanked her with a nod. And when it started, he recited the Creed with the whole assembly. And all the cathedral became a place of healing.

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Vitello

La cerimonia era cominciata.
Ciolek si era inginocchiato e ne seguiva con interesse le fasi pregando con partecipazione.
Venne il momento del credo:

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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The ceremony had begun.
Ciolek was on his knees and I followed with interest the steps praying with participation.
It was the moment of "CREDO":

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.
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Anubi71

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

With her head down she ends with a soft

AMEN
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Weston

Barberini walked in the Cathedral and prayed

"Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.
Amen"
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.selene

Also Selene whispers the prayer.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

Amen
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Kleeotr

Ranian

La cerimonia ebbe inizio e all'invito del vice-primate Karanda anche Ranian si unì al coro per recitare il credo

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.
Amen

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The ceremony began and at the invitation of Vice-primate Karanda also Ranian joined the choir to recite the creed

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.
Amen
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--Superbi.grifoni

When the Credo gets started, the Superbi Grifoni recite together with the other

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

AMEN

Bellator

Bartolomeo also recited the Creed.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

AMEN
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Giudice della Corte Imperiale e Presidente della Corte d'Appello delle Province di Lingua Italica.

Ladyranocchia

Era giunta sola questa volta. Aveva preso posto dove le era stato indicato sbirciando di tanto in tanto verso la parte del transetto alla sinistra dell'altare. Assorta nei propri pensieri, fu destata dall'annuncio dell'arrivo dell'Imperatore. Era sempre un'emozione poter essere parte di una cerimonia così solenne.

Era attenta alle parole dello zio e poi del Celebrante così su invito si unì al coro recitanto il Credo.
Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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She had come alone this time. She had taken place , where they had been shown and peeped from time to time toward the transept to the left of the altar. Absorbed in her thoughts,she was awakened by the announcement arrival of the Emperor. It was always exciting to be part of a ceremony so solemn.

She was attentive to the words of his uncle and then at the invitation of the celebrant , she joined the choir reciting the Creed.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

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Sarah_elisabeth

Sarah Elisabeth prays as she does every day since her husband's illness.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

Amen
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Jospin81

Even Leonardo was praying in a low voice from his position.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

Amen
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°°°°°°°°°Araldo della Alto Nobile Famiglia dei Borgia°°°°°°°°°

Tacuma

And also the voice of Tacuma joined the others in "Credo"

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

He then bowed his head whispering
Amen
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Pippa

When the Credo gets started, she rises to sing it standing out of respect for the Almighty who takes care of her. With
a soft smile on her face because she hears her Zio's voice, she sings the words from her heart.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

With her head down she ends with a soft

AMEN
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_ingeburge_

After the imperial family entrance leaded by Ludwig, Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Primate of the SRING and Roman Cardinal, opened the ceremony. Few words were uttered and he invited his sister Karanda de Ligne to deal with the creed. The dutch vice-primate came towards the guests and then started to sing.

With all the beleviers gathered, Ingeburge took up the universal and age-olded prayer. Bended on her knees, eyes shut, hands clasped, she whispered :
— Je crois en Dieu, le Très-Haut tout-puissant,
Créateur du Ciel et de la Terre,
Des Enfers et du Paradis,
Juge de notre âme à l'heure de la mort.
Et en Aristote, son prophète,
le fils de Nicomaque et de Phaetis,
envoyé pour enseigner la sagesse
et les lois divines de l'Univers aux hommes égarés.
Je crois aussi en Christos,
Né de Maria et de Giosep.
Il a voué sa vie à nous montrer le chemin du Paradis.
C'est ainsi qu'après avoir souffert sous Ponce,
Il est mort dans le martyre pour nous sauver.
Il a rejoint le Soleil où l'attendait Aristote à la droite du Très-Haut.
Je crois en l'Action Divine;
En la Sainte Église Aristotélicienne Romaine, Une et Indivisible;
En la communion des Saints;
En la rémission des péchés
En la Vie Éternelle.
Amen.
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Lglvh

Suivant le protocole établi, je me plaçais à trois pas à proximité du couple impérial. Droit comme un piquet, je surveille, j'observe et ris intérieurement en voyant la dégaine de certaines personnes présentes, toutes plus pomponnées les unes des autres.
Un truc genre qui portait la plus belle toilette ou ferait la plus belle des révérence.

Je suis né avec du sang bleu, certes, mais ce monde n'est pas le mien.
J'écoute vaguement la cérémonie, fort peu intéréssé par se qui se disait..

Croyant oui, depuis que j'avais supplié le Très-Haut d'épargner la vie de mon Amour, chose que le ciel m'avait accordé. Mais je préférais me retrouver seul pour louer notre Créateur, sans témoin, seulement lui et moi

Une main qui se pose sur mon épaule

Un murmure qui me dessine un rictus amusé au coin des lèvres.
Clin d'oeil de connivence rendu à mon capitaine en guise d'affirmation

Et tandis que Louis s'éloigne, mon regard le suit,mon expression change..

une lueur quasi mauvaise passe sur mon visage, ma langue passe sur mes dents pointues, sourire carnassier
Je me réjouis

Following the established protocol, I placed myself in three steps near the imperial couple. Bolt upright, I watch, I watch and laugh inwardly seeing the draws some people present, all dolled up over each other.
A kind thing that was the most beautiful dress or would the most beautiful bow.

I was born with blue blood, yes, but this world is not mine.
I vaguely listening ceremony, little interested in who is saying ..

Believing so, since I had begged the Almighty to spare the life of my love, something that heaven had given me. But I preferred to be alone to rent our Creator, without witnesses, just him and me

A hand landed on my shoulder

A murmur that draws me amused smirk on his lips.
Wink of complicity made my captain as an affirmation

And while Louis was away, my eyes followed him, my expression changes ..

a bad pass almost glow on my face, my tongue going on my sharp teeth, toothy smile
I look forward
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Karanda

Karanda stood by his Eminency Edoardo Borromeo Galli, the Primate of the SRING, and the other Vice-Primates when the choir began to sing. She felt some strange calmness coming over her, with this familiar start of the ceremony. In no way the coronation of an Emperor could be compared to a simple baptism or a wedding, even if the people concerned where nobility. This was an event where the highest ranking officials of the Empire, the Church and the Nobility where present. So it was good to find something similar, to help calm her nerves that the reading of the creed would be no different here in this Cathedral then she had done dozens of times before. She could do this, and would not fail her people. So when the Primate asked her to read the creed she felt a little bit more ready. She walked up standing face to face with the Emperor, with whom she had worked before when she was the Countess of Holland. The beginning of his rule had been difficult, with tensions in Geneva and other places in the SRING. However there were good people surrounding him and he definitely strived to take care of the Empire well. She hoped, at the end of the day this would be enough to bound the people into the belief that they could benefit from being united into one Empire. She tended her head down a little bit as an acknowledgment of respect for the highest worldly office to which the Emperor was called. Then she addressed the people which had gathered in the Cathedral.

My Emperor and Empress, lord and ladies of the Empire,

We have gathered here today under the eye of the Most High, to ask his blessing for this coronation. As with all other masses, we will start with the singing of the creed. In the creed we express our commitment to Jah, and to the other followers, to live by the standards he set for us. We will now sing the creed, which you can find on the front page of your book of chants. Karanda sang when the organ started playing the so familiar notes.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

AMEN
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Le_g.

La cérémonie débutait, et le Capitaine de l'Escorte Impériale se trouvait à proximité du couple impérial. Il observait les personnes présentes, ne se souciant plus vraiment de la Capitaine de la Garde Impériale. De sa hauteur, de sa tour d'ivoire, cette femme ne comprenait visiblement rien à rien. Elle n'avait pas compris son rôle. L'observant, il esquisse un sourire en coin. Elle le lui paiera, d'une manière ou d'une autre.

Pour l'heure, ils devraient bosser ensemble et ça, le Capitaine de l'Escorte aurait préféré se couper un bras que de le faire, mais ça ne lui aurait pas été très utile. Songeur, il réfléchit, et finalement, trouve une solution.

Il se tourne vers l'autel, et se signe discrètement. Croyant, il l'est depuis pas si longtemps que cela, ayant passé le plus clair de sa vie à vénérer le Sans-Nom plutôt que le Très-Haut. Depuis peu, il avait compris ce que ces lieux, les églises, pouvaient avoir d'apaisant. Il s'approche du Lieutenant Lestat, et lui pose une main sur l'épaule, se penchant pour lui murmurer à l'oreille pendant que les coeurs chantent, ce qui fait que personne ne peut entendre ce qu'il dit.

Bande de petits curieux, l'auteur a pourtant indiqué la situation : les chants, et le fait de murmurer alors qu'il y a un bruit qui couvre tout dans la cathédrale.

Puis, il se redresse, lui fait un léger clin d'oeil, et contourne un pilier pour s'y adosser, ayant trouvé un endroit moins en vue, plus sombre, d'où il peut observer sans être vu.

Sa main gauche se déplace légèrement pour venir négligemment glisser un doigt dans sa ceinture, tout près du manche de sa dague. A priori, ses doigts repliés pourrait tenir quelque chose de petit, peut-être une dague de lancer, à moins que ce ne soit une de ses armes façonnées maison, après tout, il n'a pas toujours été un honnête homme.

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The ceremony began, and the Captain of the Imperial Escort was near the imperial couple. He observed the persons present, really not caring any more of Captain of the Imperial guard. Of her height, her ivory tower, this woman understood apparently nothing in anything. She had not understood her role. Observing it, he sketchs a half-smile. She will pay him, somehow or other.

For the moment, they should work together and that, the Captain of the Escort would have preferred to cut himself an arm that to make it, but that would not have been very useful for him. Dreamer, he reflects, and finally, finds a solution.

He turns to the altar, and crosses itself discreetly. Believer, he is not so for a long time as he has spent most of his life to worship Devil rather than God. Recently, he had understood what these places, churches, could have of calming. He approaches Lieutenant Lestat, and puts a hand on the shoulder, bending to murmur to him to the ear while hearts sing, what makes that nobody can hear what he says.

Strip of curious youngs, the author nevertheless indicated the situation: the singings, and the fact of murmuring while there is a noise which covers everything in the cathedral.

Then, he recovers, makes him a light wink, and by-pass a pillar to lean there, having found a place less in sight, darker, where from he can observe unnoticed.

The left hand moves slightly to come untidily to slide a finger in its belt, very close to the handle of its dagger. A priori, the folded up fingers could hold something small, maybe a dagger of throw, unless it is one of its shaped weapons house, after all, he was not still a fair man.

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Silanie

La jeune femme avait quitté tôt le castel de Nancy pour se rendre à la cathédrale. C'était en dernière minute qu'elle s'était préparée à y aller. Simple habitante non invitée, elle s'était retrouvée Duchesse de Lorraine et se devait de représenter le duché natale de l'Empereur. Elle avait donc activé les choses et le jour J, s'était pressée de s'y rendre.

Elle aperçut de nombreuses têtes connues. Que ce soit des membres de la noblesse Lotharingienne, ou encore des personnes avec qui elle avait eu le plaisir de travailler les derniers mois. Elle sourit et alla s'installer à la place qui lui était réservée, celle des régnants. Les murmures alentour ne laissaient aucun doute sur l'arrivée imminente de la famille impériale.

Ce qu'elle put rapidement vérifié lorsque les portes de la cathédrale s'ouvrirent pour laisser apparaitre la famille tant attendue. Elle tourna la tête, posant un regard sur chacun des membres de la famille et eu un petit sourire en songeant à Lothar. Ce dernier l'avait pressée de venir pour lui faire plaisir.

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Ranian

The Imperial Marshal Ranian expected that the Emperor made his entrance into the cathedral and only when the last of his family was no longer in the square went too, greeted from the imperial guards and friends present headed for the aisle to reach the its place. As she went along she thought she had seen hatred in the eyes of the chief of the escort when he approached her and rant against her, at that moment she remembered the words that his poor grandmother always said, "Those who hate you and will reveal their anger or are secret admirers who can not understand why so many people love you or because hate themselves "the woman shook her head as if to remove it from all those thoughts and focus only on the ceremony. He walked over to the other Imperial Ministers and sat down between them, just in time for the start of the ceremony
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Elektra.

Les Lames de l'ODL et les soldats de l'AI étaient présents et actifs comme ils l'avaient toujours été depuis des années. A chaque couronnement, les Chevaliers Impériaux avaient une place proche de l'Empereur, ils avaient toujours été la protection ultime de l'Empire.

Sur les ordres du Général Ranian, le Grand Maitre fit disposer ses hommes sur le pourtour du coeur de la cathedrale. Les hommes de l'escorte étaient également présents, et bien fous seraient ceux qui oseraient s'aventurer à quelques délits en ce jour saint.

Les uniformes rutilant de leurs décorations, les Chevaliers Impériaux, main au pommeau de leur épée et regard fièrement haut levé, attendaient que le silence se fit et que la cérémonie commence réellement.

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The Blades of ODL and the soldiers of the AI were present and active as they had always been since years now. At every coronation, the Imperials Knights had a place close to the Emperor, they had always been the ultimate protection of the Empire.

On the orders of General Ranian, the Grand Master placed his men on the edge of the heart of the cathedral. The men of the escort were also present, and would be foolish those who dare to commit a few offenses in this holy day.

The gleaming uniforms of their decorations, the Imperials Knights, hand on the pommel of their sword and look proudly raised high, waiting for the silence, and the ceremony actually begins.
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Grand Maitre de l'ODL , Chevalier Imperial de Colmar

Tacuma

We're here today to meet the man who will lead Our Holy Empire from now, enlightened by the Grace of Our Lord, Who chosed him through the people expression of all the citizen of the Empire

The words of His Eminence Egal sounded inside the cathedral, while the emperor had knelt down on the pillow.
In the cathedral everything was silent, as if waiting for an event that was always new
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_ingeburge_

[Before the imperial family's entrance]

The newlyweds Ingeburge and Actarius of Euphor, Imperial Dukes of Namur, took place inside the Cathedral of Strasbourg. They sat among the imperial nobility to which they belonged, despite their quality of Peers of France. It was not the first time that Ingeborg was attending a coronation, she had been there to Adala and Fenthick. This time, she brought with her a husband and this one seemed delighted and happy. Certainly the prospect of the jousts to come.

Ingeburge was dressed in black from head to foot as usual : a chiffon hoove to cover her head; a zibelin-lined cloak on her shoulders; a velvet burgundian houppeland, flat to the ground, with trimmed zibelin fur sleeves and "V" neckline; a samit girdle; a embroidered purse and escaffignons. The colour was brought by the jewelry of her crown, of the rings and of the collar of the Order of the Golden Fleece and also by the blue and hermin-lined cloak of Peer of France on her shoulders.

[After the entrance]

And, here came the Emperor, announced by the murmurs which born and then rose accross the edifice. Ludwig the First was obviously not alone, he has beeen joined by his wife and their three children. All were walking down the aisle.

Respectfully, Ingeburge dropped a curtsey to her suzerain. It was the first time that she could see him in months and despite her bowed body, her eyes were observing the new soveraign of the Sacrum Romanorum Imperium Nationis Germanicae.
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Pack

era riuscito ad arrivare nella cattedrale
Nonopstante fosse un nobile,doveva dar spazio e precedenza ai nobili imperiali,poi ai nobili ex regnanti ,infine avrebbe potuto entrare anche lui nella cattedrale.
Vide sua moglie con aria di chi si era persa e cercando di non farsi vedere,provo' ad attirare la sua attenzione con semplici gesti.

he was arrived in the cathedral.
He is a noble,but for the Imperial protocol,he must give way to Imperial nobles,then nobles ruling and at the ending,he will can entering..
He seen his wife ad he trying her attraction with shadow action....
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Comyr

As the doors of the cathedral opened, Comyr stand up just before he fell on one knee, as the Emperor and his family entered the cathedral.

He was thankful for the places of the Imperial Council, as it was a place, where you can see everything.
Every step of the ceremony, every gesture, even the black in the eyes of Ludwig.

It was a glorious moment as the choral begans to sing, and it makes his flesh crawl...

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Tiax

The doors opened and tiax bent his knees.
" and this is it..." he thought. "A new Emperor will be crowned... The Emperor is dead; long live the emperor"
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"New Rule: You can't use the statement 'there will be no cooperation for the rest of the year' as a threat,
if there was no cooperation in the first half of the year." - Bill Maher

Egal

The time has come... thought His Eminence while His Majesty slowly passed across the entry way, hand to hand with His spouse.

The Primate was gone back to the altar with the other celebrants, after having seen the Emperor reach the last steps of the stairs of the Cathedral, and then he was waiting the end of the long walk along the nave over the red carpet, during the execution of the introital choral chosen to greet the arrival of the new Imperial ruler.

When His Majesty arrived in front of the sacred furnishing, the Cardinal Borromeo Galli helped him to kneel down onto the big crimson cushion prepared before and started his speech to the whole assembly.

Welcome here, My Children and Brothers in the Faith! We're here today to meet the man who will lead Our Holy Empire from now, enlightened by the Grace of Our Lord, Who chosed him through the people expression of all the citizen of the Empire! shouted to the presents

So let's get in silence and prayer, now, before the recite of the Creed. Saying those words, His Eminence turned his sight towards the Dutch Vice-Primate Karanda, who will have to invite people to the praise after that moment of deep reflection.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Sarah_elisabeth

La famille impériale fit son entrée dans la cathédrale. Sarah croisa le regard de son amie et malgré son teint opalescent qui révélait son inquiétude actuelle, elle fit l'effort d'un sourire rassurant et d'un signe de tête pour encourager celle ci à tenir son rang avec la majesté dont elle la savait capable. Etre princesse impériale n'avait rien d'un choix. C'était un devoir et un sacerdoce et elle soutenait donc Luisa de son mieux, restant dans l'ombre mais veillant à être là pour elle. Sarah avait cette habitude d'éminence grise, discrète et efficace pour veiller sur ceux qui avaient réussi à se faire une place dans le cercle ténu de ses amitiés.

Son regard se posa sur le reste de la famille, loupant un battement de coeur en appercevant Lorenz. Ciel qu'il ressemblait à Adrian par certains aspects. Elle aurait tant voulu que son époux soit là pour voir sa famille dans ce moment de reconnaissance. Mais la vie, capricieuse, semblait se jouer du bonheur des hommes. Alors la blonde inspira profondément et dans une profonde révérence salua le passage de la famille impériale en signe de respect.

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The imperial family made its entrance into the cathedral. Sarah locked eyes with her friend despite its opalescent complexion revealed her current concern, she made the effort of a reassuring smile and a nod to encourage the latter to take her place with the majesty which she knew her able. Being imperial princess was not a choice. It was a duty and a priesthood and therefore supported Luisa its best, staying in the shade, but be sure to be there for her. Sarah had this habit of eminence grise, discreet and effective care of those who had managed to get a place in the thin circle of friendships.

Her eyes fell on the rest of the family, missing out on a heartbeat perceiving Lorenz. Good heavens! it looked like Adrian in some aspects. She wanted so much that her husband was there to see his family in this moment of recognition. But life, capricious, seemed to play happiness. Then the blonde took a deep breath and a deep reverence greeted the passage of the imperial family as a sign of respect.
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Heba

Non sapeva bene dove doveva dirigersi ... con i componenti dei Superbi Grifoni ma dov'erano ....

con i Generali, ma più avanti vide anche qualcuno che conosceva la contessa di Massa Violet, ma quanto tempo era passato....
e poi finalmente la Contessa Elein, fece un grande sorriso felice di vedere qualcuno che conosceva.....

ma l'Imperatore stava entrando.... se lo vide quasi davanti... oh come era elegante e bello , fiero entrava in cattedrale .
si fermò la non sapeva se era il posto giusto ma guardò soddisfatta l'entrata del Sovrano...

He was not sure where he was heading ... with members of Superbi Griffins, but where they were ..?? ..

with the General, but later also saw someone who knew the Countess of Massa Violet, but how much time had passed ....

and then finally the Countess Elein, grinned happy to see someone he knew, someone of Modena .....

but the Emperor was coming .... if she saw him almost in front of ... oh how was elegant and handsome proud entered the cathedral.
stopped the did not know if it was the right place but looked satisfied the entry of the Sovereign ...
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Alix.ann

Olà, mais qu'est-ce qui se passe! C'est la presque la catastrophe diplomatique qu'on frôlait là! Et cette bonne idée de se trouver un bon nouvel ami de virer au drame. Elle allait p't'être mal le prendre ou pire, se vexer. Alix peut pas s'empêcher de rigoler, néanmoins, en l'entendant. Et de murmurer tout bas à l'intention des deux autres mômes.

-« C'est parce qu'ils n'ont pas de robes à Armelle, c'est pas leur faute.»

Faut dire on pouvait pas ne pas reconnaître qu'il n'avait pas complètement tord. Et à Alix de se retenir un nouveau sourire. Un peu de tenue ! Elle avait pu profiter de la meilleure éducation auprès de Yolanda, elle avait rencontré le Grand Duc breton, on l'avait pensé assez méritante et sage pour l'emmener à la rencontre de la Reine de France au Louvre.
Alix se reprend un petit peu.

-« Et puis d'abord c'est pas sa faute si c'est une grosse Dame. C'est dur de s'empêcher de manger des madelei... tartes! »

Ne se rendant absolument pas compte qu'elle ne faisait que parfaire l'impression sale gosse. D'abord Yolanda aussi elle était un peu grosse, et en plus elle bottait, et puis même qu'elle était à moitié aveugle, mais ça l'empêche pas d'être une des plus jolies femmes de la terre. En toute ubjectivité. Alix sort de sa rêverie. Elle est heureuse de remarquer que Elendra s'entend très bien avec Guillaume qui avait su témoigner de son esprit vif.

C'est alors qu'il entre, celui pour qui elle avait fait tout cet énorme chemin qui avait duré des semaines, qu'elle avait traîner Marzina jusqu'ici. Son prince des mirabelles, celui-avec-qui-j'vais-m'marier-parce-que-d'abord-on-s'aime-tu-vois.

-« Looôthâ »
Et de se stopper tout net.
-« Erf.. keuf... keuf... »

Et de se cacher derrière Guillaume l'air de rien. On aurait pu trouver mieux mais comme il l'avait si bien fait remarquer tout le monde était petit aux alentours et Elendra n'était surtout pas pour soustraire à la règle.
C'est alors qu'Alix, pantoise observe l'arrivée de la famille impériale. Ils n'étaient certes pas habillés par Armelle, on pouvait pas être parfait, mais wha.
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Olà, what's happening? We're close to diplomatic disaster ! Her idea to makes an new friend out of him turned into tragedy. It might make her very inconfortable or worse, hurt her. Nonetheless Alix cannot refrain from laught listening him. She muttered to the other two kids.

-« That's because they don't wear a dress by Armelle, it isn'ot their falt. »

One had to recognize he was not totally wrong, indeed. Alix could not hold back a new smile. Come on, watch your manner ! She had enjoyed the best education with Yolanda, she had met the Great-Duke of Brittain, and some people throught of her diserving and responsible enough to take her to met the Queen of France at the Louvre.
And Alix pulled herself together.

-« It isn't her falt if she's a fat lady. It's hard to refrain from eating some madelei... pie ! »

She absolutely didn't realize that she's just perfectionning the impression that they were little brat. Yolanda too is a little bit fat, and moreover she had a limp, and she was half blind, and however she was one of the most beautiful women on the earth. In all ubjectivity. Alix snapped out her daydream. She was happy to notice that Elendra was getting on well with Guillaume who had suceeded in showing his lively spirit.

Thereafter he entered in catedrale, the one whom she had made this huge travel which had lasted several weeks, and dragged Marzina up to there. Her prince of mirabella, the-whom-i-will-marry-because-we-love-each-over.

-« Looôthâ »
She stop suddenly.
-« Erf... Keuf... Keuf.. »

She hid behind Guillaume as if nothing had happening. She could have find better hiding place but as Guillaume had so brillantly said everybody around her are little, even Elendra who was no exception to the rule.
That was when Alix looking at the arival of the imperial family speechless. Admittly they were not dressed by Armelle, no one can be perferf, but wha.

[Merci à Jd Else cette fois pour la traduction !]
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Luthiandis

Die junge Maid verfolgte den Einzug der kaiserlichen Familie.
Prinz Lorenz sah stattlich aus und die 16-jährige fragte sich wie alt dieser wohl sei.

Kurz darauf erklang der Chor. Das Mädchen legte das Buch der Tugenden beiseite und erhob sich, als der Kaiser an ihrer Bank vorüber Schritt knickste sie formvollendet. Auch wenn sie sich in dem Kleid nicht so sicher fühlte, wie in ihrer Rüstung. Sie war eben eher Ordensmitglied - das davon träumte irgendwann die Ritterwürde zu erhalten - als eine Dame. Auch wenn ihr Opa und ihr Papa hofften aus ihr eine junge Dame zu machen, die sich nicht auf dem Parkett des Adels blamierte. - Doch vermutlich war bei dem Wildfang hopfen und Malz verloren, was das edle Benehmen anging.

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The young maiden witnesses the entrance of the Imperial Family.
Prince Lorenz was handsome, so the 16 year old Luthi asked herself how old he is.

Shortly after the entrance the choir started to sing. The girl put the book of virtues aside and stood up, curtsying perfectly when the emperor was treading past her bench - even though she wasn't feeling as well in her dress as she would in her amour. She was more of a member of her order - who was dreaming to be knighted one day - then a lady. Even though her grandfather and her father were trying to form her into a young lady who wasn't embarrasing herself on the slippery parquet of nobility. Well, it appeared that noble manners were lost on this hoyden.

translated by Amaranth

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Liz_von_frayner

La main de Louis Track, Chef de l’Escorte Impériale, apparut immédiatement dans l’encadrement de la porte du carrosse afin de l’aider à en sortir sans encombre, main surmonté d’un regard si noir que l’on pouvait y lire toute la colère du monde concentrée en deux seuls points. Elle comprit que ce regard ne lui était pas destiné, connaissant fort bien l’Escorteur depuis le temps qu’il servait la famille impériale fidèlement, mais l’heure n’était pas à se poser des questions.

Ayant lâché sa main, son bras se tendit un instant, prêt à agripper celui de son époux, mais son geste s’arrêta là, soudain consciente de l’endroit où ils se trouvaient et surtout pour quelle occasion ils s’avançaient maintenant, côte à côte, vers les doubles battants largement ouverts de la Cathédrale, entre les deux rangs rouges et noirs de leur Escorte.

A peine le seul franchi que les chœurs s’élevèrent, presque assourdissants de solennité, jetant comme un poids sur les épaules de l’Impératrice, qui pourtant garda l’attitude que l’on attendait d’elle, digne, menton relevé, regardant droit devant elle, accordant ses pas à ceux de l’Empereur, un peu comme si elle était transfigurée par la fierté qu’elle ressentait. Fière de son époux, fière de ce qu’il avait accompli, de ce qu’il allait accomplir durant son règne, fière de lui avoir donné trois superbes héritiers, fière qu’il l’ait choisi, elle, pour l’accompagner tout au long de sa vie.

Même si elle ne regardait ni à droite ni à gauche, elle sentait tous les regards rivés sur eux tandis qu’ils remontaient la nef. Portée par lesdits regards et les chants, elle avançait, submergée par les émotions cachées qui lui serraient la gorge. Les premières marches de l’autel atteintes, elle s’éloigna de la présence rassurante de son époux en allant prendre place sur le siège qui l’attendait, laissant l’Empereur aux mains bienveillantes de son Eminence Edoardo Borromeo Galli et des cardinaux, prête à assister à son couronnement suprême.

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Louis Track's hand, Head of the Imperial Escort, appeared immediately in the door frame of the coach to help her to go out of it, hand overcome by a look so black as we could read in it all the anger of the world concentrated in two only points. She understoodthat this look was not intended for her, knowing very well the Escortman since the time that he served the imperial family faithfully, but the hour was not to ask such questions.

Having left the hand, the arm stretched out one moment, she was ready to catch that of her husband, but its movement stopped there, suddenly conscious of the place where they were and especially for which opportunity they advanced now, side by side, on the double doors widely opened of the Cathedral, between both red and black rowsof their Escort.
And the choirs rose, almost deafening of solemnity, putting on as a weight of the Empress, who nevertheless kept the attitude that all expected from her, deserving, high chin, looking straight in front of her, according her steps to those of the Emperor, like as if she was transfigured by the pride which she felt. Proud of her husband, proud of what he had achieved, of what he was going to achieve during his reign, proud to have given him three magnificent heirs, proud that he chose her, to accompany him throughout his life.

Even if she did not look either to the right or to the left, she feltall the looks riveted on them where as they raised the nave. Carried by the aforementioned looks and the songs, she moved forward, submerged by the hidden feelings which squeezed her the throat. The first steps of the altar were reached, she went away from the reassuring presence of her husband by going to take the seat which waited for her, leaving the Emperor onto the hands of His Eminence Edoardo Borromeo Galli and cardinals, ready to attend hissupreme crowning.

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Luisa.von.frayner

We can not say how important this day was for Luisa von Frayner. Today, we would crown by the choice of the Almighty and before him a man she was forced to share views with the nation. The man became emperor and this did not allow a father to lean up. But the princess, like her brothers, like her mother, understood and accepted that this was so and not otherwise, was content to savor the moments she could still go with the father that her admiration was boundless.
She was obviously not that hurt by the burden of her father. The pride she felt was at the height of her admiration. No pride in being Princess Empire, but that being the daughter of Ludwig von Frayner & Liz, who became Emperor and Empress by the divine Will.

The princess was not easy anxiety, rather relaxed and cheerful habit, but that day would be an exception. The cries of those who followed their coach did nothing contrived, and a look at her older whom she perceived trouble less.

Then they stopped. Luisa's throat suddenly tightened, and she found herself a frozen moment. Her eyes closed time of inspiration and reopened on the last reassuring look Lorenz was about to descend. She followed him. In the downhill, then up the stairs in the entrance, and silence and ensuring that none of her steps would have the misfortune away from its predecessor.

"Their Imperial Highnesses Lorenz, Luisa and Lothar von Frayner, Princes of the Empire. "

Once again taking example, the princess stood up, raised her chin slightly, unnecessarily smoothed her skirt and the tip of her hair, then entered.

She knew that inevitably looks rested on her but trying not to look and to continue her progress without allowing her "Luisian" curiosity prevail. It did not take that she looks at people. Her mother had told her, contenders would come after the coronation, once they have been able to observe her. This will further increase the anxiety!

But the leopard can't change its spots. His eyes managed to cling to Elendra, journalistically alert eyes - but not how Elendra spot in a crowd ... - Her cousin, Sarah, whom she sent a smile wanting confident, and finally Thomas, what finally convince her to look straight ahead until they reached the place reserved for them. Once in place, her eyes could start to wander on countless faces who came to her father. Like her.

Her gaze was quickly pulled from the crowd because, like the one from all, it rushed to the big doors that had just opened to let in all their magnificence, His Majesty and her imperial highness. Emotional moment for the princess, awed at the pace of his parents, to their greatness and admiration they inspired at that moment, certainly at all.

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On ne saurait dire à quel point ce jour était important pour Luisa von Frayner. Aujourd'hui, on couronnerait par le choix du Très-Haut et devant lui un homme qu'elle s'était vue forcée de partager avec tout un peuple. L'homme était devenu Empereur et on ne permettait plus au père qu'une maigre place. Mais la princesse, comme ses frères, comme sa mère, comprenait et acceptait qu'il en était ainsi et pas autrement, se contentait de savourer les instants qu'elle pouvait encore passer avec ce père pour lequel son admiration était sans limites.
Elle n'était bien sûr pas que blessée par la charge de son père. La fierté qu'elle éprouvait était à la hauteur de son admiration. Pas la fierté d'être princesse d'Empire, mais celle d'être la fille de Ludwig & Liz von Frayner, devenus Empereur et Impératrice par la volonté divine.

La princesse n'avait pas l'angoisse facile, d'habitude plutôt détendue et joviale, mais ce jour-là ferait exception. Les cris de ceux qui suivaient leur carrosse n'arrangèrent rien, et un regard à son aîné dont elle perçu le trouble encore moins.

Puis on s'arrêta. La gorge de Luisa se serra soudainement, et elle se trouva figée un instant. Ses yeux se fermèrent le temps d'une inspiration et se rouvrirent sur le regard enfin rassurant de Lorenz qui s'apprêtait à descendre. Elle le suivit. Dans la descente, dans les marches puis jusqu'à l'entrée, et silence et en s'assurant qu'aucun de ses pas n'aurait le malheur de l'éloigner de son aîné.

« Leurs Altesses Impériales Lorenz, Luisa et Lothar von Frayner, Princes d’Empire. »

Prenant encore une fois exemple, la princesse se redressa, releva légèrement son menton, lissa inutilement sa jupe et le bout de ses cheveux, puis entra.

Elle savait qu'inévitablement, des regards se posaient sur elle mais tentait de ne pas les chercher et de continuer son avancée sans laisser sa curiosité luisienne l'emporter. Il ne fallait pas qu'elle regarde les gens. Sa mère le lui avait dit, les prétendants arriveraient après le couronnement, une fois qu'on aurait pu l'observer. Voilà de quoi accroître encore l'angoisse !

Mais chassez le naturel, il revient au galop. Son regard réussit à s'accrocher à Elendra, journalistiquement aux aguets – mais comment ne pas repérer Elendra dans une foule... - , à sa cousine, Sarah, à qui elle envoya un sourire se voulant confiant, et enfin à Thomas, ce qui acheva de la convaincre de regarder droit devant elle jusqu'à ce qu'ils atteignirent l'emplacement qui leur était réservé. Une fois en place, son regard put recommencer à vadrouiller sur les innombrables visages qui étaient venus pour son père. Comme elle.

Son regard fut rapidement arraché de la foule puisque, comme celui de tous, il se rua sur les grandes portes qui venaient de s'ouvrir pour laisser entrer, dans toute leur magnificence, Sa Majesté et son Altesse impériales. Moment d'émotion pour la princesse, émerveillée devant l'allure de ses parents, devant leur grandeur et l'admiration qu'ils inspiraient, à cet instant, certainement à tous.

[Merci à jd Sarah_elisabeth pour la traduction !]

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Lorenz.von.frayner

( before the arrival of the Emperor)

There are fates that we do not choose. Things that seem to us unlikely, on the edge of dream, to see the limits of reality, and in a few days can become true. The vagaries of life that we can not control, particle fate, luck, which completely escape the man.

Become a semi divine being in the space of a few hours, be propelled to meet all the stages of Europe, becoming one of the most coveted parties, but also one of the most untouchable of the known world. All this can not be learned but lives.

Who would have thought that he, Lorenz von Frayner would one day Empire prince and his father would prevail on some of the world? It is in this troubled state of the young von Frayner was on the way to Strasbourg Cathedral with his brother and his sister's mind.

The horses were great princely coach pitch, leaving the convoy to thank you looks of the people. Onlookers shouted joy, euphoria, as if the coach was their last hope. These Cree threw prolonged shouts, huge, swollen like waves, so loud and so powerful, their vibrant sound filled the air of the capital.

The vehicle stopped in front of the Cathedral of Strasbourg. This great cathedral or church towers, the towers of the city, touching the big sky that makes eternity dream. Those blue eyes lost in time, only a few times, then a guard opened the door. He watched his brother, his sister and in a look he made them understand that it was time to leave.

The young prince went down, and up the steep steps before entering the cathedral. All assistance is returned with a long frilly dresses, a clashing of swords and armor, and of course a wagging chairs, when the princes were announced:

"Their Imperial Highnesses Lorenz, Luisa and Lothar von Frayner, Princes of the Empire. "

He entered the head, moved that his father had managed to gather around him the proud look, a slender waist, straight leg and a hesitant nothing. The handsome prince walked slowly between two rows of spectators. He felt on his skin shivers run long, the cold chills that give our greatest joys. He saw hardly anyone. Lost in his mind. He walked in his fine clothes, designed with utmost care by the Grand Master of the Wardrobe.

Behind him followed his sister and brother, as well dressed as their eldest. And they took to the place they had been assigned.

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(avant l'arrivée de l'empereur)

Il y a des destins que l’on ne choisit pas. Des choses qu’il nous paraisse improbable, à la limite du rêve, voir à la limite de la réalité, et qui en une poignée de jours peuvent se réaliser. Des aléas de la vie que l’on ne peut contrôler, des particules de destin, de chance, qui échappent complètement à l’homme.

Devenir un être semi divin en l’espace de quelques heures, être propulsé au-devant de toute les scènes d’Europe, devenir l’un des partis les plus convoités mais aussi l’un des plus intouchables du monde connu. Tout cela ne s’apprend pas mais se vit.

Qui aurait imaginé que lui, Lorenz von Frayner, serait un jour prince d’Empire et que son père règnerait sur une partie du monde ? C’est dans cet état d’esprit troublé que le jeune von Frayner faisait route vers la cathédrale de Strasbourg en compagnie de son frère et de sa sœur.

Les chevaux du grand carrosse princier allaient au pas, laissant le convoi à la merci des regards du peuple. Les badauds criaient des joies, d’euphorie, comme si le carrosse était leur dernier espoir. Ces cries jetaient des clameurs prolongées, énormes, enflées comme des vagues, si sonores et si puissantes, leur bruit vibrant emplissait l’air de la capitale.

Le véhicule s’arrêta devant la cathédrale de Strasbourg. Cette grande cathédrale ou les clochers, ces mâts de la cité, touchaient le grand ciel qui fait rêver d'éternité. Ces yeux bleus se perdirent dans le temps, seulement quelques temps, puis un garde lui ouvrit la porte. Il observa son frère, sa sœur et d’un regard il leur fit comprendre qu’il était temps de sortir.

Le jeune prince descendit, et monta les grandes marches avant d’entrer dans la cathédrale. Toute l'assistance se retourna avec un long frou-frou de robes, un cliquetis d’épées et d’armures, et bien entendu un remuement de chaises, quand les princes furent annoncés :

« Leurs Altesses Impériales Lorenz, Luisa et Lothar von Frayner, Princes d’Empire. »

Il entra la tête haute, ému de ce que son père avait su réunir autour de lui ; L'allure fière, la taille fine, la jambe droite et un rien hésitante. Le beau prince avança avec lenteur entre deux haies de spectateurs. Il sentait sur sa peau courir de longs frissons, ces frissons froids que donnent les grands bonheurs. Il ne voyait pratiquement personne. Perdu dans son esprit. Il avançait dans son bel habit, imaginé avec le plus grand soin par le Grand maitre de la Garde-robe.

Derrière lui suivaient sa soeur et son frère, tout aussi bien vêtus que leur aîné. Et ils prirent place à l’endroit qu'on leur avait assigné.
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Ludwig_von_frayner

[Gloria in Excelsis Deo]

The stately doors of the cathedral opened, and the Emperor entered with his wife in the long aisle which was set up to lead them to the altar. At this moment, he felt the burden of hundreds of eyes that looked at him simultaneously. A burden composed of countless hopes, expectations and questions. A burden which no one can escape. A burden that is needed. A burden that was nothing more than a privilege: the greatest of all privileges. Since his election, he was the answer of these hopes, these expectations and questions. He was the solution, the only solution.

The choir began to sing. Following the rhythm of the musical notes, he walked into the nave of the Cathedral. Each step was carefully calculated, neither too fast nor too slow. Everything seemed to be automatic, seemed to be written. In his mind, everything seemed to be clearer. Each step that approached him to the altar, was an affirmation, a confirmation. At this time, Ludwig von Frayner was convinced to be the Emperor his nation needed.
He will not be an Emperor like the others. He will be the greatest, leading the Empire to the highest peaks, making this nation the light of Europe, an example to follow for all the kingdoms of Europe.

His fate mingled with the Empire, became the Empire. All these people who looked at him, had a part of him in them. And he already had a part of them in him. He embodied these looks, these hopes, these expectations. He was the Empire. He will forever be the Empire.

The crossing of the nave was much faster than he had thought. He was in front of his Eminence Edoardo Borromeo Galli. Standing ahead the altar, and the cardinals, he depended on God.

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[Gloria in Excelsis Deo]

Les grandes portes de la Cathédrale s'ouvrirent, et l'Empereur s'engouffra alors avec son épouse, dans la longue allée qui devait le conduire jusqu'à l'autel. A cet instant précis, il sentit le poids de centaines de regards qui se posèrent simultanément sur lui. Un poids considérable composé d'innombrables espoirs, attentes, et questions. Un poids auquel on ne peut échapper. Un poids qui s'impose. Un poids qui n'était rien d'autre qu'un privilège : le plus grand de tous les privilèges. Depuis son élection, il était la réponse à ces espoirs, à ces attentes et ces questions. Il était la solution. L'unique solution.

Le chœur commença à chanter. Sur le rythme de ces paroles, il avançait dans la nef de la Cathédrale. Chaque pas était minutieusement calculé : ni trop rapide, ni trop lent. Tout semblait automatique, tout semblait écrit. Dans sa tête, tout semblait plus clair. Chaque pas qui l'approchait de l'autel, était une affirmation, une confirmation. A cet instant, Ludwig von Frayner était convaincu qu'il était l'Empereur, dont sa Nation avait besoin.
Il ne serait pas un Empereur comme les autres. Il serait le plus grand, conduisant l'Empire vers les plus hauts sommets ; faisant de cette Nation, la lumière de l'Europe, un exemple à suivre pour tous les Royaumes d'Europe.

Son destin se mêlait à présent avec celui de l'Empire. Tous ces gens qui le regardaient, avaient une part de lui, en eux. Et il avait déjà une part d'eux, en lui. Il incarnait ces regards, ces espoirs, ces attentes. Il était l'Empire. Il serait pour toujours, l'Empire.

La traversée de la nef fut bien plus rapide qu'il ne l'eut pensé. Déjà, il était à la hauteur de son Eminence Edoardo Borromeo Galli. Dressé devant l'autel et les cardinaux, il s'en remettait à Dieu.
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Heba

Heba nella sua ingenua incoscienza, si fece prendere dalla festa, e non aspettò di meglio che entrare nella cattedrale seguendo altri nobili e stringendosi il cappotto col pellicciotto , aveva il suo vestito arabo e pensò che forse lasciare scoperto l'ombelico non era d'uopo in quella occasione.......
Il tempo era variabile di una primavera che tardava ad arrivare e tutti i fiumi erano in forse per esondare...

.....si infilò nella cattedrale mentre i suo naso finì all'insù vetri e proporzioni incredibili la distolsero dall'obbiettivo e rimase qualche minuto così a guardare.....
poi si guardò in torno.... dove doveva andare... cercò in giro se c'era un volto amico ..........

e poi pensò .......ma mio marito...dov'è?????

Heba its naive unconsciousness, she became caught up in the celebration , and did not wait to get into the cathedral following better than other nobles and clutching his coat with a fur coat, had his Arab dress and thought that maybe the navel does not leave uncovered it was necessary on that occasion .......
The weather was variable with a spring that was late to arrive and all the rivers were perhaps overflows ...

..... slipped into the cathedral while he finished his nose upturned glasses and looked away from the lens and the unbelievable proportions remained a few minutes to look so .....
then looked back .... where he was going ... looked around if there was a friendly face ..........

and then he thought [b] ....... but ... where's my husband??? [/ b]
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Luthiandis

Nach und nach kamen auch einige Würdenträger aus dem dem Deutschen Königreich zur Krönung des Kaisers.
Sie junge Maid nahm sich das Buch der Tugenden, setzte sich manierlich hin und blätterte dadrin herum, während sie auf den Beginn der Zeremonie wartete.

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Little by little some dignitaries from the German Kingdom came to the coronation of the emperor.
The young maiden took the book of virtues, sat down politely and turned around in there while she waited for the start of the ceremony.
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Pack

"chomp chomp.....buona questo costata di maiale....davvero squisita...crunk crunk"

il Barone stava assaggiando delle prelibatezze di carne in una delle taverne di Strasburgo.
Aveva detto a sua moglie che andava un attimo a prendere del vino,ma odore di quella carne lo aveva convinto a fermarsi per assaggiare le pietanze.
Un boato proveniente da fuori,gli fece ricordare il perche era finiti li dentro

"ma porc........heba si sara persa di sicuro"

usci in fretta e furia in cerca della moglie
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Elendra

L'ubjoctité est une vertu qui se perd bien trop souvent! Heureusement que Guillaume est là pour remettre de l'ordre dans toute cette inobjectivité féminine! Car il est vrai que parfois, une fille c'est un peu comme une pie - outre le fait que ça jacasse tout le temps - c'est attirée par tout ce qui brille, et d'après ce petit bonhomme des plus charmant, je n'y ferais pas exception!

Moi? Plus jolie qu'Idril? De quoi me faire rougir si je n'avais pas tant de mal à y croire!

Belle comme Hélène? C'est bien de ce nom que le mien découle, et il faudra que je m'informe sur l'identité de cette mystérieuse Hélène qui doit avoir une de ces robes pour concurrencer avec une « Armelle originale »! Mais pour le moment on a plus important à faire Guillaume et moi : percer les mystère de la beauté Savoyenne. Ou se complimenter jusqu'à ce que l'un l'emporte sur l'autre!

Belle comme Hélène? C'est vraiment super gentil ça! Ça me va droit au coeur! Et si je puis me permettre, je crois que tu es le garçon le plus charmant que j'ai jamais rencontré de toute ma vie! que je lance avec un sourire et ne pouvant résister plus longtemps, je plonge ma main dans ses cheveux et les secoue un petit peu : les aléas de la mignonitude! on sait jamais quand on se fera décoiffer! Et c'est vraiment très frustrant… Même pour moi qui me le fais encore faire… et pourtant j'ose le faire aux autres! La majorité me rattrape de plus en plus vite! Mais quelle horreur!

Mais si on en revenait à la Duchesse au divin regard? Parce qu'elle s'apprête à me dévoiler son plus précieux secret semblerait-il! Je ferme donc mon calepin, le collant contre ma poitrine pour mieux tendre l'oreille : on badine pas quand vient le temps des secrets!

C'est promis! Ce sera pas dans le journal. Je vais le garder pour moi toute seule! Et tandis que dans une oreille on me confie des secrets venus tout droit d'Égypte, dans l'autre la petite voix de Guillaume me fait hausser les sourcils. L'impéra…

Mais oui! Voyez la qui arrive au loin au bras de son époux! Et voyez-moi qui les regarder bouche bée. Une seule envie me vient en voyant leur tenues : grimper sur un banc et demander à toute l'assemblée : « Et votre taille, dites nous ! Comment faites vous pour rester si petite ? »

Ah non! Ça c'est guillaume qui, en petit journaliste en herbe, questionne la Duchesse et crée des interférences dans mon esprit! Mais maintenant qu'on y est, j'analyse la taille de la Duchesse et il est bien vrai qu'elle a de quoi rendre jalouse plusieurs mangeuses de madeleine! Pas que les madeleines me fasse grossir - m'avez vu la taille de coucou? - mais les mirabelles par contre… c'est une tout autre histoire!

Je garde donc l'oeil sur leurs Majestés, m'assurant qu'aucun autre journaliste ne les rejoigne avant moi, tandis que mes oreilles sont complètement portées sur la réponse à venir de la Duchesse au regard d'Égypte. Et c'est sans compter le petit Pépin d'Idril! Elle m'avait pas raconté ça! Idril elle a un bébé et elle m'a même pas écrit pour me le dire?! Et moi qui lui écrit si… jamais en fait…

Bref! L'impératrice et l'Empereur ont fait leur entrée! Manque que Luisa… D'ailleurs, elle est où celle là que je puisse me venter d'être belle comme Hélène? D'ailleurs, je tire sur la manche du petit guillaume, mon nouvel acolyte pour la cérémonie et dit tout bas :

J'adore tes questions! Quand la famille impériale sera là au complet, on va aller leur en poser! Je te présenterai même à la princesse si tu veux!

Et on va replacer les titres des gens au bon endroit dans ta tête mon grand garçon! Que je me dis pour moi-même. Mais après tout, c'est normal qu'il reconnaisse pas tout le monde et je dois avouer que de voir une Duchesse avec une couronne plus imposante que l'impératrice elle-même ça peut porter à confusion! Si je connaissais pas l'impératrice pour avoir bu du lait chez elle quand j'étais petite, j'aurais peut-être pensé la même chose, qui sait...

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Ubjoctity is a virtue that is too often forgotten! Fortunately, Guillaume was there to restore order in my female non-objectivity! For it is true that sometimes a girl is like magpies - besides the fact that we chatter all the time - we are attracted by anything that shines, and according to this cutest little boy, I wouldn't be an exception.

Me? Prettier than Idril? That would be enough to make me blush if I had been able to believe it!

As beautiful as Helen? My name does look like this one indeed, and I'll have to know who is this mysterious Hélène who must have an incredible dress to compete with an "Armelle original"! But for the moment we have more important business to attend Guillaume and I, such as unravelling the mystery of the Savoyard Beauty. Or compliment each other until one prevails over the other!

Beautiful as Helen? It's so nice of you to say that! It goes straight to my heart! And I believe you are he sweetest boy I have ever met! I say with a smile and unable resist any longer, I put my hand in his hair and shake it a little: the vagaries of cuteness! you never know when someone is going to mess with your hair! And it's really frustrating ... Even for me when people seem to forget I'm major now... and yet I dare do it to others! Majority catches up with me faster and faster! How horrible!

But let's we returned to the Duchess with the divine look. Because she is about to unveil iher most precious secret to me! I close my notebook, holding it close to my chest.

I promise! It will not be in the newspaper. I'll keep it to myself! And while in one ear she tells me her secret coming straight from Egypt, in the other Guillaume's small voice make me raise an eyebrow. The impera…

Oh yes indeed! Look at her, entering at her husband's arm! Have you seen these outfits!? Seeing them make me want to climb on a bench and ask everyone: "And your waist, tell us! How do you stay so small?"

Oh no! That's Guillaume, who, as a small journalist, interferes with my mind! But now that we're at it, I analyze the size of the Duchess and it is true that most madeleine-eaters must be jealous of her! Not that the madeleines make me fat - Haven't you seen that I have the size of a cuckoo? - but eating mirabelle plums, on the other hand...!

So I keep an eye on their Majesties, making sure that no other journalist joins them before me, while my ears are completely concentrated on the Duchess's answer. And that's not counting the Idril's little baby! She had a baby and she hasn't told me! Can you believe it?! Idril has a baby and she doesn't even write to tell me? While I write to her so…never actually ...

In short! The Empress and the Emperor have entered! But Luisa is still missing… That's right? She should be here by now… Where are you Lulu, so that I could brag that I'm as beautiful as Helen? On that thought, I say to Guillaume :

When the Imperial Family is going to be complete, we are going to go see them and you're coming with me! I love your questions! I'll even introduce you to the princess if you wish!
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Ghami

Together with Egal and the other celebrants Ghami left the sacristy, waiting in a little distance at the altar, before proceeding to the big gate which was now opened for the Emperor. He watched as Ludwig and Liz left their carriaged and came up the stairs.
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Jussi

Jussi also arrived the cathedral of Strassbourg. He took his place as an imperial count beside the other nobles and looked to the front to follow the ceremony.
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Jussi erreichte die Kathedrale von Straßburg und setzte sich als Imterialer Graf zu den anderen Adeligen. Sein Blick war noch vorn gerichtet, um der Zeremonie zu folgen.

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Federico_il_rosso

His Eminence followed immediately behind the Primate of the Holy Roman Empire Germanic Nations, and positioned himself beside him on the altar of the Cathedral. So he waited for the start of the ceremony.

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Sua Eminenza seguì subito dietro il Primate del Sacro Romano Impero Nazioni Germaniche, e si posizionò al suo fianco sull'altare della Cattedrale. Così attese l'inizio della cerimonia.
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Heba

Era tra la folla , quando un boato di ammirazione, fece capire a Heba che l'imperatore era arrivato, e ora stava scendendo dalla carrozza...
ma dov'era suo marito Pack? e dove erano gli altri Grifoni che presenziavano con lei all'incoronazione....

Pack .. Pack.. dove siete marito mio

cominciò a strillare, ma con quel rumore e tutta quella gente...
si era spinta troppo avanti presa dalla curiosità.... ed ora cosa avrebbe fatto...
magari se ne sarebbe entrata comunque insinuandosi fra la folla....
magari si sarebbero ritrovati dopo... oppure al posto assegnatogli...

It was in the crowd, when a roar of admiration, made it clear to Heba that the emperor had arrived, and was now coming down from the carriage ...
but where was her husband Pack? and where were the other Grifoni presenziavano with her coronation ....

Pack .. Pack. where are you!!!! my lovely husband!!!!

began to scream, but with the noise and all the people ...
had gone too far taken by curiosity .... and now what he would do ...
maybe if they would have come anyway insinuating itself into the crowd ....
maybe they would have found after ... or to the assigned location ...
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Guy.de.la.mirandole

Ils venaient donc pour observer un empereur... Guillaume écoutait attentivement Alix, qui semblait bien plus savante que lui pour toutes ces mondanités.

- Un Sparte !

Une lueur d'admiration passa dans les yeux du garçon. Les Grecs et les grands guerriers spartiates l'avaient toujours fait rêver. Mais c'est à peine s'il eut le temps d'observer le cousin Sparte désigné par Alix car la furie l'emmena plus loin afin retrouver une autre fille, un peu plus âgée.

Ravie de vous rencontrer! Alix beaucoup parlé de vous vous savez!

Guillaume leva un sourcil. Deux hypothèses pouvaient être formulées. Soit Elendra mentait, soit elle le confondait avec un autre. Les deux idées se faisaient bataille. D'un côté, sa nourrice lui avait enseigné de ne jamais avoir de préjugé. De l'autre côté... l'idée d'être confondu avec un autre ne lui plaisait guère. Tout le temps qu'Elendra débita son flot continu de paroles, le garçon réfléchit intensément à cette affaire de mensonge ou de confusion. Finalement, une remarque le fit réagir et il oublia ses veines préoccupations.

- Non mais d'façon la tenue d'Alix elle est bien plus jolie que celle de la grosse dame, alors tu peux pas lui mettre 10/10. Et d'observer quelques instants Elendra. La tienne aussi, elle est mieux ! Le problème c'est que tu peux pas te juger toi même. Sinon c'est pas ubjocti... objucti... objectif ! Mais moi je le suis et... je te trouve belle comme Hélène.

Guillaume était un peu perdu dans tout cela. Sont fous ces impériaux, en même temps ! Ils mentent pour embrouiller les enfants, ils se notent, ils s’appellent Fiole Ebréchée...
Rapidement, la brune les emporta vers une autre femme. Elle était si richement parée et en possession d'une telle couronne sur la tête que le garçon pensa être en face de l'impératrice. Il n'avait évidemment pas tiqué au titre donné par Elendra.

"Mes yeux Demoiselle ? Vous me flattez ! "

- Elle vous flatte sans doute ! Je ne sais pas si elle aurait repéré vos yeux si vous n'étiez l'impératrice.

Il n'y avait aucune méchanceté dans ses paroles, juste une sincérité trop aiguisée. Sa nourrice lui avait appris que l'on flattait toujours les gens parvenus. Guillaume, plus que les yeux de la femme, remarquait surtout...

- Et votre taille, dites nous ! Comment faites vous pour rester si petite ? Quelle chance vous avez ! J'aimerai aussi être comme vous. Ainsi, on continuerait à me préparer des tartes au citron toute ma vie. Parce que quand je serai grand, je pourrai plus faire de caprices et en réclamer... Vous aussi, votre nourrice vous gâte ?

Le garçon observait Nashia, les yeux brillants, heureux de peut-être obtenir enfin la solution miracle.

- Je peux aussi ne plus manger ma soupe mais après on dit que je ne suis pas sage et on me fait pas de tarte au citron... C'est un serpent qui se mord la queue !

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They come to admire an emperor... Guillaume listened carefully Alix, who seemed more learned than him for all these society life.

- One Sparte !

A light of admiration passed in the eyes of the boy. The Greeks and the big Spartan warriors had always made him dream. But it is hardly if he had time to observe the Sparte cousin indicated by Alix because the fury took him farther to find another girl, a little older.

Nice to meet you! Alix talks a looooot about you!

Guillaume raised an eyebrow. Two hypotheses could be formulated. Either Elendra lied, or she confused him with an other one. Both ideas were made battle. On one side, his nursemaid had taught him to have never prejudice. On the other side the idea to be confused with an other one pleased him hardly. All the time that Elendra sold its continuous stream of words, the boy thinks intensely about this affair of lie or confusion. Finally, a remark made him react and he forgot his veins concerns.

- No but anyway Alix's dress is more attractive than that of the big lady, then you can't put her 10/10. And to observe a few moments Elendra. Yours also, it's better! The problem it's because you can't consider yourself you even. Otherwise it is not ubjocti... objucti... objective ! But me, I am and I find you're beautiful as Hélène.

Guillaume was a little lost in all this. These imperiales are crazy, I have to sail ! They lie to muddle up the children, they note, they are called Fiole Ebréchée...
Quickly, Elendra took them towards another woman. She was so richly adorned and in possession of such a crown on the head as the boy thought of being in front of the empress. He had not obviously pulled a face in the title given by Elendra.

"My eyes? You flatter me! "

- She doubtless flatters you ! I don't know if she would have spotted your eyes if you were not the empress.

There was no wickedness in the words, just a too much sharpened sincerity. His nursemaid had taught him that we always flattered upstart people. Guillaume, more than the eyes of the woman, noticed especially...

- And your size, say we ! How make you to remain so small ? How lucky you are! I shall like being also as you. So, we would continue to prepare me lemon pies all my life. Because when I grow up, I can't more make of whims and demand it... You too, your nursemaid spoils you ?

The boy observed Nashia, eyes brilliant, happy to obtain maybe finally the miracle solution.

- I can also not eat any more my soup but after we say that I am not wise and we don't make me lemon pie... It is the snake which bites itself the tail!
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Sarah_elisabeth

Sarah Elisabeth avait pris le temps d'égrainer son chapelet en prières silencieuses. Elle avait vu pénétrer dans la cathédrale nombre de personnes qu'elle connaissait. La chancelière impériale et sa vice chancelière avaient rejoint les lieux et elle leur avait adressé un signe de tête respectueux. Quelques collègues des ambassades et du scriptorium également évoluaient dans les lieux qu'elle salua de loin, silhouette sombre dans la nef éclairée de bougies. Des régnants ensuite, le Franc Comte qu'elle avait eu l'occasion de côtoyer déjà et bien sur, la duchesse de Savoie, magnifique dans sa robe d'apparat, rivalisant avec le grenat de celle d'Idril. Les femmes rivalisaient de milles couleurs en ce jour, mais Sarah n'avait pas le cœur à la fête. C'était son devoir qui l'appelait à se présenter et un respect pour celui qui était leur empereur à tous. Avouons le également, Luisa l'aurait littéralement ramenée par le fond des braies dans la cathédrale si elle n'était pas venue par elle même, résolument décidée à ne pas la laisser s'enfoncer dans une sourde dépression.

Le regard continuait sa promenade entre les visages des personnes présentes. Celui ci rencontra alors une silhouette toute de rose vêtue. Comme sa Mère parvenait elle à porter une telle couleur avec pourtant autant de classe? Entre son père, coquet comme le diable, et sa mère en charge de la garde robe impériale, Sarah avec ses robes simples et épurées pouvaient surprendre plus d'un. La jeune femme allait se diriger vers celle ci, mais elle vit Charles de Raveline approcher. La situation semblant tendue, elle préféra réserver son salut à sa mère pour plus tard. De son côté, sa tante d'ordinaire plus volubile restait en retrait avec son époux. Elle les salua donc là aussi de loin. Décidément...

Sarah Elisabeth soupira un instant. Pourquoi était elle venue? Perdue seule dans ce flot de gens? Alors que son conjoint se mourrait loin d'elle et qu'elle ne pouvait être à son chevet... La raison était en soit fort simple : le devoir. En ce jour l'Empereur était couronné et sa place était de représenter son époux ainsi que ses charges impériales avec constance. Son sens de l'amitié était d'être présente pour son amie Luisa qui était propulsée dans des devoirs princiers et avait besoin de conserver l'assurance d'amitiés sincères dans le tourbillon de sa vie. Sarah inspira donc profondément et attendit la suite, seule, mais avec une détermination sans faille.

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Sarah Elizabeth had taken the time to recite her rosary in silent prayers. She had seen into the Cathedral numbers of people she knew. The Imperial Chancellor and Vice Chancellor had joined the scene and she had sent them a friendly nod. Some colleagues from the embassies and scriptorium also evolved in places that bowed away, dark silhouette in the nave lit candles. Then the ruling, the Franc Count she had already had the opportunity to rub shoulders and of course, the Duchess of Savoy, magnificent in her ceremonial dress, rivaling that of the garnet of Idril's dress. Women competed with thousands of colors on this day, but Sarah did not have the heart to the party. It was her duty called her to stand and respect for those who had their emperor at all. Let's face also, Luisa would literally brought the bottom of her trousers in the cathedral if she had not come by herself, resolutely determined not to let her sink into a dark depression.

The look continued his walk between the faces of those present. It will then met a whole silhouette dressed in pink. As her mother was able to wear it as a color yet much class? Between her father, charming as hell, and her mother in charge of the Imperial dressing room, Sarah with clean, simple dresses could surprise many. The young woman was heading to this one, but she saw Charles de Raveline approach. The tense pretend situation, she chose her book hello to her mother later. For her part, her usually more talkative aunt remained behind with her husband. So she bowed again far. Geez ...

Sarah Elizabeth sighed a moment. Why had she come? One lost in this flood of people? While her husband was dying away from her and she could not be at his bedside ... The reason was either quite simple duty. On this day the Emperor was crowned and her place was to represent her husband and her imperial loads consistently. Her sense of friendship was to be present for her friend Luisa was propelled into the princely duties and needed to keep the insurance heartfelt friendships in the whirlwind of life. Sarah then took a deep breath and waited for the result alone, but with unwavering determination.
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Catherine_rose

Pas très loin, vraiment très très prés de Charlemagne, elle était là . Comment reconnaitre un grand jour ? Déjà il y a le bain, trop tôt le matin, à une heure ou la gamine n'aime pas être réveillée. Ensuite dans bain la nourrisse frotté trop fort, oui elle ne prend pas de bain souvent mais quand même ce n'est pas une raison pour frotter si fort!

Et pour couronner, la cerise sur le gâteau, un grand jour il se reconnaît par un cadeau que sa mère envoie, une robe, oui c'est la classe d'avoir une maman grand maitre des robes quand même, même si elle ne l'a voit jamais ...

C'est donc vêtue de cette robe qu'elle entra dans la cathédrale, entre le prince et Jehan, son beau à elle ! Il fallait qu'elle soit sage aujourd’hui sa maman était là, puis il paraît qu'un couronnement c'est un truc super important alors...

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Not very far, very very close to Charlemagne, she was there. How to recognize a great day? Already there is the bath early in the morning, an hour or girl does not like to be woken up. Then in the bath nourishes rubbed too hard, so it does not take a bath often but still it is not a reason to rub so hard!

And to top the icing on the cake, a great day it is recognized by a gift that his mother sends a dress, so this is the class to have a mom grandmaster dresses anyway, even if it is the has ever seen ...

So wearing this dress she entered the cathedral, between the prince and Jehan, his brother to her! It had to be wise today his mom was there, then it seems that this is a coronation super important thing then ...

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Vitello

Ciolek udì arrivare il corteo su Sua Altezza l'Imperatore dal rumore delle ruote delle carrozze e degli zoccoli sul selciato. Ma la certezza che era giunto sul sagrato l'ebbe dal grande boato della folla alla sua apparizione e dal rumore delle armature che scattavano sull'attenti a far cordone lungo il percorso per raggiungere la navata centrale della Cattedrale.

Si volse verso l'ingresso ... di li a poco sarebbe comparsa la sua maestosa figura.

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Ciolek get heard the procession of His Highness the Emperor by the sound of carriage wheels and hooves on the cobblestones. But the certainty that it was in the churchyard had it by the great roar of the crowd to its appearance and noise of armor that snapped to attention to cordon along the route to the nave of the Cathedral.

He turned towards the entrance ... a little later it would pop his majestic figure.
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Egal

Inside the Cathedral

At least, also the last celebrant arrived to the Cathedral and prepared for the ceremony, so they all exited the sacristy and slowly went to the altar, where all the cushions for the kneeling down of Emperor were yet placed.

Some minutes later, the noise of many horses and carriages came from outside the Cathedral, so His Eminence ordered that the huge main door should be completely opened and then went with his primatial team to the threshold, seeing His Majesty slowly getting off the convoy with His wife to walk towards the entrance, where he climbed the Cathedral's staircase step by step.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Schlauron

Schlauron nahm ebenfalls seinen ihm zugewiesenen Platz ein. Als Mitglied der kaiserlichen Garde war er nun auch für die Sicherheit verantwortlich. Es war etwas ungewohnt in einer Kathedrale.
Sein Blick wanderte durch die Menge und er sah schon einige bekannte Gesichter.
Aufmerksam beobachtete er wer die Kathedrale betrat.

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Schlauron also took his assigned place. As a member of the Imperial Guard, he was now also responsible for security. It was a bit unusual in a cathedral.
His gaze wandered through the crowd, he saw quite a few familiar faces.
He carefully watched who entered the cathedral.

Invisible

Lawrence that day was wearing one of his best clothes. He entered the Cathedral with solemn step and, as Imperial Judical Minister, he sat in the pews reserved for the Imperial Councilors, nodding to the colleagues.
It was not the first time that he attended the Coronation of an Emperor: the last time he had done it as Duke of Milan. Despite this, the emotion was strong, and Lawrence gathered himself in prayer for a few moments.

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Lawrence quel giorno indossava uno dei suoi abiti migliori. Entrò nella Cattedrale con passo solenne e, come Ministro Imperiale per gli Affari Giuridici, prese posto nei banchi riservati ai Consiglieri Imperiali, salutando con un cenno i colleghi.
Non era la prima volta che partecipava all'Incoronazione di un Imperatore: l'ultima volta l'aveva fatto in veste di Duca di Milano. Nonostante questo, l'emozione era forte, e Lawrence si raccolse per qualche momento in preghiera.
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Nashia

Et va y que ça cri ! Que ça hurle! Que sa gigote et que ca se saute dessus ! Effarée, à la limite de la crise cardiaque devant une telle attaque la Pettinengo n'a qu'un réflexe. Rapatrier de force le velours de sa cape, arrachant presque la pauvre Justine du sol. Quel idée aussi de vouloir tenir un des pan de sa robe ? Non mais franchement !

C'est donc avec des yeux rond comme des soucoupes qu'elle relooke la drôle de scène ! C'est que l'attaquant est une... Attaquante, d'aller une douzaine d'années tout au plus ! Et que l'attaquée, si elle est plus vieille que l'attaquante s'en serait étonnant, semblait la connaitre parce que maintenant elle se mettait a glapir son nom.

Oui... Lenaïg savait désormais qu'elle ne devait plus jamais se défaire de sa garde. ils auraient au moins put lui éviter une scène pareille, et la frayeur qui va avec ! Puis des présentation sont faite avec une blonde et un gamin. Et la Duchesse de Savoie n'a qu'une idée... A quelle drôlesse a t-on confier l'éducation de ces jeunes filles complétement folles ! Et surtout, confit on encore des enfants a cette femme la ! Cela deviendrait dangereux ! Ah ce que Lenaïg était heureuse d'avoir une fille aussi parfaite et aussi bien éduquée que Juliette ! Maintenant il suffisait de la marier. M'enfin vue comme se comporte la concurrence en société ! Son bébé n'allait avoir aucun mal a se trouver un mari digne de ce nom ! Pour ce qui est du reste de la vie conjugale, sans doute que ces filles la serait plus agréable a vivre que la sienne. Mais ça... Le futur époux est censé l'ignorer !

Puis la brunette se met a déverser un flot de paroles, un tel flot que l'on se sent emporté, embarqué jusqu'a, jusqu'a plus soif et pire encore ! Parce qu'elle ne semble pas s’arrêter, et elle ne semble pas même remarquer la présence de la Duchesse de Savoie ! Et quand enfin elle semble la remarquer, pas un bonjour, pas un pet' de courtoisie non ! Que ca vous nomme ma Dame la Duchesse Lenaïg ! Et pire que ca pose une drole, très drole de question !

Ses yeux ? Qu'avait elle fait pour avoir d'aussi jolie yeux ? Directement, la brune redevient au yeux de la Tiallaz une enfant des plus... Merveilleuse et tendre, un petit ange tombé du ciel ! Non, la Duchesse n'est absolument pas sensibles aux compliment, c'est faux !

Mes yeux Demoiselle ? Vous me flattez !
Et bien que vous dire ma chère enfant, vous ne le divulguerez point hein ?

Mon cul cocotte tu parle a une journaliste tu crois quoi hé ! Mais elle se pencha pour lui chuchoter à l'oreille en mode confidence ouaich !

Ma Camériste utilise du Khôles venu du pays des Maures voyez vous ? Comme pour les égyptiens. Pour le reste, c'est naturel.

Puis se redressant assez vivement elle se tourna vers la baronne. Maintenant que le silence était a peu près revenu.

Votre adorable petit bébé n'est pas avec vous Baronne ? Comment se porte il ce beau Pépin ? Et votre époux ? Votre frère ? Oh dios mios, je meurs d'envie de revoir votre bébé, qu'il a du grandir !

On vous l'a dit la Duchesse est accro a tout ce qui bave !

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And it's going to cry! It screams! His fidgeting and ca be jumped on! Appalled at the edge of a heart attack before this attack Pettinengo has a reflex. Forcibly repatriate velvet cloak, almost tearing the poor Justine ground. What idea also want to keep a pan of her dress? No, but really!

So with round eyes like saucers that revamps the funny scene! Is that the attacker is a ... Attacking, going a dozen years at most! And the attack, if it is older than the striker would be amazing, seemed to know her because now she began to shriek his name.

Yes ... Lenaïg now knew she was never to get rid of his guard. they would at least put him avoid such a scene, and the fear that goes with it! Then the presentation are made with a blonde and a kid. And Duchess of Savoy has an idea ... To what do you hussy has entrusted the education of girls completely crazy! And most importantly, still preserved on the children this woman! This would become dangerous! Ah what Lenaïg was happy to have a girl as perfect and as well educated as Juliette! Now it was enough to marry. I finally seen as competition behaves company! Her baby would have no trouble finding a husband worthy of the name! Regarding the rest of married life, no doubt that these girls would be the most pleasant to live as his. But this ... The groom is supposed to ignore it!

Then the brunette gets a release a flood of words, such a flow that feels passionate, boarded up, until thirst and worse! Because it does not seem to stop, and she did not even seem to notice the presence of the Duchess of Savoy! And when she finally seems to notice, no hello, no pet 'courtesy not! What ca you called my Lady Duchess Lenaïg! And even worse than that posed a funny, very funny question!

His eyes? She had to also have pretty eyes? Directly, brown becomes the eyes of a child Tiallaz more ... Wonderful and tender, a little fallen angel! No, the Duchess is absolutely insensitive to compliment what is wrong

My eyes? You flatter me!
Well you say my dear child, you will not divulge huh?

My ass you're talking about a pot a journalist what do you think hey! But she leaned over to whisper in his ear mode ouaich confidence!

My Chambermaid uses Khôles from the land of the Moors do you see? As for the Egyptians. For the rest, it's natural.

Then straightening strongly enough she turned to the Baroness. Now that was a silence about income.

Your adorable baby is not with you, Baroness? How is it that beautiful Pepin? And your spouse? Your brother? Oh dios mio, I'm dying to see your baby, he had to grow up!

You said the Duchess is addicted to all that drool!

Luthiandis

Luthi - noch in dem Kleid aus Brokat und Seide gekleidet und sich darin unwohl fühlend, erst später würde sie dieses Gewand gegen die Rüstung tauschen - trat in die Kathedrale ein.

Das Kleid schmiegte sich an ihre schlanke Figur - auch wenn das Honigmäulchen eher das Gefühl hatte, erdrückt zu werden. Viel lieber wäre sie in bequemen Hosen hier.

Ein sanftes Lächeln lag auf ihren Lippen und sie kam aus dem Staunen über die sakrale Pracht des Gebäudes nicht hinüber.
Sie tippelte durch die Bankreihen und suchte sich einen Platz. War ihr Großvater auch hier? Immerhin gehörte er dem ältesten imperialen Adel an.
Sie reckte sich, doch konnte sie seine Gestalt nicht unter den vielen Gästen der Krönung ausmachen. Ob sie sich auf die Bank stellte? Aber wenn man sie erkennen würde, würde es nur Ärger geben - so hopste sie zwei drei mal. Doch erblickte sie kaum Würdenträger aus den deutschen Landen - und auch ihren Opili nicht. Vermutlich hatte dieser wieder viel zu viel zu tun.
So seufzte sie und ließ sich auf die Bank fallen, da erblickte sie ihr ein bekanntes Gesicht. Lestad - ihr Befehlshaber in der Schweiz.
Munter winkte sie ihm zu.

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Luthi - still dressed in a outfit made of brocade and silk and feeling uncomfortable inside it, as she only can change into the armour later - enters the cathedral.

The dress nestled on her slim figure - even though she with the sweet tooth has the feeling to be suffocated. She would prefer to be here in comfy pants.

A gentle smile was on her lips and she was impressed by the sacral magnificence of the building.
She walks through the bench rows, looking for a place to sit. Would her grandfather be also here? He belongs to the oldest imperial nobility, after all.
She streches herself but wasn't able to see his shape in the crowd of the many people present for the coronation. Should she stand on the bench to have a better look? But if she was recognized while standing on it, trouble sure will come, so she just bounce two or three times. Still she didn't saw much nobility of the german kingdom as well as her grand daddy. He probably has much to do.
So she sighs and let herself fall into the bench - it was then when she recognized a familiar face. Lestad, her commander of the mission in Helvetia.
Lively she waves to him.
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Ronda

Ebenso mit einem Lächeln, wird der Bruder bedacht. Eigentlich würde sie zu einem solchen Anlass die Kinder zuhause lassen. Sie sind noch jung. Zwar gut erzogen und still, doch weiß sie, wie wenig interessant eine solche Zeremonie für Kinder ist. Doch Kataldo hat seinen Vater schon sehr lange nicht mehr gesehen und so will sie ihm wenigstens hier die Gelegenheit geben. Sie beugt sich zu dem Jungen hinunter und deutet zu Lestad: "Sieht du, wie wichtig dein Vater hier ist? Er beschützt uns alle." Ein Strahlen in Kinderaugen ist einfach mit nichts zu bezahlen.

Man setzt sich schließlich in die Kathedrale, auf den Platz, der für Lestad reserviert war, ganz so, wie er es ihr geschrieben hat.

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She smiles to her brother. Normally she would let the children at home. They are young. Although well behaved and quiet, but she knows how uninterest such ceremony is for children. But Kataldo has not seen his father for a long time and so they will at least give him the opportunity here. She bends down to the boy, pointing to lestad: "Does you know how important your father is here? He protects us all.". A beam with joy in children's eyes is not to pay with anything.

They finally sits in the Cathedral on the square, which was reserved for Lestad, just as he has written it.

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Nalinga

Die Blonde war der Einladung und dem Befehl gefolgt, in der Gardeuniform der Kaiserlichen Gardisten stand sie bereits im Dom als Lestad selbigen betrat, einen Blick nach oben warf zu den Plätzen des Adels ob er sie dort oben vermutete bei Ronda und den beiden Kindern, noch vor ein paar Tagen wäre sie wohl dort gesessen doch nun tats Mädel ihre Pflicht, folgte den Gästen mit den Augen sobald sie den Dom betraten musterte ihre Erscheinung ihren Ausdruck. Langsam bahnte sie sich den Weg zu ihm, blieb schließlich hinter ihm stehn, fragte dann ganz unverblühmt Suchst du jemanden Schatz ?räusperte sich versuchte betohnt ernst zu bleiben melde zum Dienst angetreten.

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The blonde had followed the invitation and command, in the Guard uniform of the Imperial Guard she was already in the cathedral as lestad selfsame entered, a glance upwards threw the courts of the nobility if he suspected up there in Ronda and their two children, yet a few days ago but now they would be sitting girl tats their duty well there, the guests followed by the eyes as soon as they entered the Cathedral studied her appearance expression. Slowly she made her way to him, finally remained standing behind him, then asked all unverblühmt Looking for someone dear? Betohnt cleared his throat, trying to remain serious reporting for duty at the earliest.
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Le_g.

Pourquoi se ferait-il suer à agir ? Il semblerait que la Capitaine de la Garde Impériale décide de tout, y compris de lui donner des ordres. Sauf que voilà, manque de bol pour elle, il n'a pas du tout l'intention de lui donner le loisir de le commander. Alors vu qu'elle ne semble pas avoir tout compris, il l'informe.

Capitaine Ranian, je ne suis pas à vos ordres. Je vous attendrais sur la lice, à votre convenance. L'ordalie règlera nos différents.

Son regard est de nouveau froid, dur et glacial, le ton l'est tout autant, lorsqu'il lui lance son gant au visage. Il la tuerait sur place s'ils n'étaient pas là pour la cérémonie... Et il regrette sincèrement cette putain de cérémonie à la con. Il est vert de rage, et ses poings sont serrés, même si pour le moment, les dagues ne parlent pas. Il aide l'empereur à descendre, puis l'impératrice. Attrapant la canne de l'empereur, il la lui propose discrètement, prêt à la garder avec lui s'il ne souhaite pas l'utiliser.

Vos Altesses.

Il incline la tête, sombre, et toujours furieux. Cette journée a mal débuté, et Ranian semble s'autoriser à continuer de la pourrir par son attitude. Faisant un signe à Lest, ils avancent, pour entrer dans la cathédrale, et Louis s'avance, remontant la nef, faisant signe à Lest et Nico de prendre le côté droit, et à Dédé et Lorenzo de prendre le côté gauche, les autres suivront derrière leurs Altesses.

Sombre, vêtu pauvrement comparativement aux toilettes des personnes présentes, son rôle ne fait aucun doute, et en prime, il ne connait personne. Laissant le couple impérial le précéder, il les suit à quelques pas, pour aller s'installer debout dans l'ombre d'un pilier à proximité et de façon à conserver un oeil sur les personnes présentes. Son regard est perçant, et ceux qui le connaissent peuvent y lire de la haine. Le voilà contraint de faire garde à la place de la garde, tout ça parce que la Capitaine de la Garde a voulu jouer les Escorteurs... Elle finira par apprendre la partition et lui présenter des excuses... ou alors, il fera savoir à l'empereur qu'il ne pourra pas tenir ses engagements par la faute de cette femme de malheur qui est plus bête et stupide qu'un troupeau de chèvres.

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Why would he be sweated to act? It would seem that Captain of the Imperial guard decides on everything, including to give him orders. Except that here we are, lack of bowl for her, he intends not at all to give her the leisure to command him. Then seen as she does not seem to have understood everything, he informs her.

Captain Ranian, I am not for your orders. I would wait you on for lists, at your convenience. The ordalie will settle our various.

His look is again cold, hard and frosty, the tone is it just as much, when he throws her his glove to the face. He would kill her on the spot if they were not for the ceremony there... And he regrets sincerely this whore of lousy ceremony. He is furious, and his fists are tightened, even if for the moment, daggers do not speak. He helps the emperor to come down, then the empress. Catching the cane of the emperor, he proposes it to him discreetly, ready to keep it with him if he does not wish to use it.

Your Highnesses.

He tilts the head, sinks, and always furious. This day badly began, and Ranian seems to adduce to continue to rot it by its attitude. Making a sign for Lest', they move forward, to enter the cathedral, and Louis advances, going back up the nave, making a sign to Lest and Nico to take the right-hand side, and to Dédé and Lorenzo to take the left-hand side, the others will follow behind their Highnesses.

Sink, dressed scantily compared with the toilet of the persons present, his role is doubtless, and in addition, it knows nobody. Letting the imperial couple precede him, he follows them in some steps, to go to settle down up in the shadow of a pillar nearby and so as to keep an eye on the persons present. His look is piercing, and and those who know him can read to it of the hatred.. Here he is forces to make guard for the place of the guarding, all this because Captain of the Guarding wanted to play Escort ships... She will eventually learn the partition and to apologize to him or then, he will let know to the emperor that he cannot hold his commitments because of this woman of misfortune who is more stupid and stupid than a herd of goats.
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Lestad

Lestad sprang vom Pferd und nahm seine Position in der Nähe des Kaisers ein. Der Führer der persönlichen Eskorte des Ludwig kam an und setzte scharfe Warte gegen seinen imperialen Reichsmarschall und General. Der deutsche Hauptmann blitzte den Kerl an, hielt sich aber zurück. Er dachte sich seinen Teil dazu und nutzte die Zeit nach verdächtigen Personen abzusuchen. Dabei sah er auf einer erhöhten Position seine Schwester, mit seinem Sohn Kataldo und seinem Neffen Aaron. Und ein lächelnden Stefan Malmö, der sich um die Sicherheit der drei kümmert.

Der altgediente leicht verkrüppelte Soldat nutzte die Zeit einen liebevollen lächelnden Blick zu den vieren zu werfen. Er hoffte, dass sie seinen Brief erhalten hat, dass sie bitte beim Adel des Imperiums sitzen soll und seinen Platz dort vertreten solle.

Nachdem man den Kaiser und seine Frau an die persönliche Eskorte des Kaisers übergab nahm Lestad seine Position im Dom ein. Seine Aufgabe war die Position des imperialen Adels. So positionierte er sich an einem Platz wo er alles überblicken konnte. Sein Schwert versucht er hinter dem Schild zu verdecken. Er hatte zwar Erlaubnis als Gardist bewaffnet in eine Kirche zu gehen. Aber wohl war ihm dabei dennoch nie. Es ist und bleibt ein Gotteshaus. Und während er sich über diese Dinge Gedanken macht, suchte er erneut nach seiner Schwester, welche nun hoffentlich auch hinein kommt.

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Lestad jumped off his horse and took his position near the emperor. The leader of the personal escort of Ludwig came and sat waiting sharp against his imperial Marshal and General. The German captain glared at the guy, but held back. He thought his part and took the time to scan suspects. He saw his sister on an elevated position, with his son Kataldo and his nephew Aaron. And a smiling Stefan Malmö, the three take care of the security.

The veteran slightly crippled soldier took the time a loving smiling and looking to the four toss. He hoped that she had received his letter, that they should please sit by the nobility of the Empire and should represent its place there.

After being handed the Emperor and his wife to the personal escort of the Emperor took a lestad its position in the cathedral. His task was the position of the imperial nobility. He positioned himself in a place where he could see everything. His sword he tries to hide behind the shield. He had permission to go as armed guard in a church. But it probably was there never yet. It is and remains a place of worship. And while he makes himself thought about these things, he looked again at his sister, who is now hopefully also comes into it.
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Comyr

Comyr stopped talking with his neigbor, as the crowd seems to get louder on the square in front of the cathedral.
That must mean, that his emperor and empress has arrived there.
He smiles a little bit, stand up and turning his head to catch a glimpse of the front door.
Soon the ceremony will start. He was sure, that it would be a spectacle.

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Tacuma

Wheels on the cobbles.
The voices that slowly fades out.
The sound of bells loud and clear.
Tacuma raises his head bowed in prayer and listen to the noises coming from outside while the door opens slowly.

The emperor must be reached on the cathedral square

think with emotion

He holds his breath and waits
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Ranian

Nonostante i vari timori, visto il periodo di guerra, non vi furono pericoli durante il tragitto, grazie anche al muro di uomini della Guardia Imperiale che faceva in modo di rendere le strade libere al loro passaggio. Man mano che il corteo procedeva si intravedeva sempre più vicina la maestosità della Cattedrale, ogni volta era sempre uno spettacolo ammirarla, con le sue antiche decorazioni artistiche. Il gruppo giunse dinanzi alla Cattedrale, Ranian e i suoi Capitani scesero dai loro cavalli ponendosi sugli attenti, nel frattempo il cocchiere apriva la porta per far scendere le due Altezze e lasciare che il capo della scorta imperiale e i suoi uomini facessero il loro dovere accompagnando l'Imperatore e l'Imperatrice fino all'interno della Cattedrale

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Despite the various concerns, given the period of war, there were dangers on the way, thanks to the wall of men of the Imperial Guard that she managed to make the streets free as they passed. As the procession proceeded closer you could see the majesty of the Cathedral, every time it was always a sight to admire, with its ancient artistic decorations. The group arrived in front of the Cathedral, Ranian and his Captains came down from their horses placing at attention in the meantime, the coachman opened the door to bring down the two Highnesses and let the Head of the imperial escort and his men do their duty by accompanying the Emperor and the Empress up inside the Cathedral

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Malgré les diverses préoccupations, compte tenu de la période de la guerre, il y avait des dangers sur la route, grâce à la paroi des hommes de la Garde Impériale qu'elle a réussi à rendre les rues plus libre sur leur passage. Tandis que le cortège a procédé plus vous pouviez voir la majesté de la cathédrale, à chaque fois qu'il était toujours un spectacle à admirer, avec ses anciennes décorations artistiques. Le groupe est arrivé en face de la cathédrale, Ranian et ses Capitaines descendirent de leurs chevaux placer au garde-à-temps, le conducteur a ouvert la porte pour faire tomber les deux Hauteurs et laisser le Chef de l'escorte impériale et ses hommes font leur devoir en accompagnant l'Empereur et l'Impératrice à l'intérieur de la cathédrale
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Liz_von_frayner

[On the way to the Cathedral]

The Emperor appeared at the top of the main staircase and she was not able to refrain from making him a small wink of admiring and approving eye. The time did not seem to have had of grip on him. His high stature always so straight and proud, even if a cane did not leave him any more, only some silvery threads betrayed an age which some qualified, wrongly, of advanced.

Certainly, he was not any more the young man to whom shehad bound her fate twenty years earlier, but he had lost nothing, either his ardour, or his character at least well dipped, in spite of years and fights. His look was always the same, possessing liveliness and faculty to drill souls.

An arm under his, it is together that they rose in the imperial coach, supervised closely by the official Guard. Taking care of not plundering the work of artist of their respective needlewomen.

The more the Cathedral approached, the more the crowd was dense, crowd which was suddenly split by the personal Escort of the imperial family. All dressed in black and in red, impressive of efficiency. Escort would wait for them in front of the Cathedral, guaranteeing them safety from their descent of the coach. Impressive, yes, the Ecorcheurs who would have reminded to the unconscious which would have had the boldness to approach too closely with bad intentions that their name was not usurped. So quickly as the idea would have come to him, so quickly he would have seen his last hour arriving.

In spite of the coach had to slow down sometimes, the Empress had to cling to preserve hairstyle and proper clothing. Chasing away the crazy idea to snuggle up in the arms of her husband, to plunder their luxurious clothes by embracing him passionately, to kiss him crazily at the risk of making fall pitifully the artistic bun which had almost cost as much her nerves as those of the chambermaid.

But she remained straight and deserving, adducing simply to return the pressure of the hand and to bend slightly to him, murmuring: God, I love you so much. Before seeing the door of the coach opening, letting him go out in first and approach the building.

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[Sur le chemin de la Cathédrale]

L’Empereur apparut au sommet du grand escalier et elle ne put s’empêcher de lui faire un petit clin d’œil admiratif et approbateur. Le temps ne semblait pas avoir eu de prise sur lui. Sa haute stature toujours aussi droite et fière, même si une canne ne le quittait plus, seuls quelques fils argentés trahissait un âge que certains qualifiaient, à tort, d’avancé.
Certes, il n’était plus le jeune homme auquel elle avait lié son destin vingt ans plus tôt, mais il n’avait rien perdu, ni sa fougue, ni son caractère pour le moins bien trempé, malgré les années et les épreuves. Son regard était toujours le même, possédant vivacité et faculté de percer les âmes.

Un bras sous le sien, c’est ensemble qu’ils montèrent dans le carrosse impérial, encadrés de près par la Garde officielle. Prenant soin de ne pas saccager le travail d’artiste de leurs couturières respectives.

Plus la Cathédrale approchait, plus la foule se faisait dense, foule soudain fendue par quelques montures chevauchées par les Escorteurs personnels de la famille impériale. Tous vêtus de noir et de rouge, impressionnants d’efficacité. Les Escorteurs les attendraient sur le parvis, leur garantissant une sécurité sans faille dès leur descente du carrosse. Impressionnants, oui, les Ecorcheurs qui auraient rappelé à l’inconscient qui aurait eu l’audace de s’approcher de trop près avec de mauvaises intentions que leur nom n’était pas usurpé. Aussi rapidement que l’idée lui serait venue, aussi rapidement il aurait vu sa dernière heure arriver.

Malgré que le carrosse dut ralentir parfois, l’Impératrice devait se cramponner de son mieux afin de conserver coiffure et tenue correctes. Chassant l’idée folle de se blottir dans les bras de son époux, de saccager leurs somptueux vêtements en l’enlaçant fougueusement, de l’embrasser follement au risque de faire chuter lamentablement l’artistique chignon qui avait failli coûter autant ses nerfs que ceux de la camériste.

Mais elle demeura droite et digne, s’autorisant simplement à rendre la pression de sa main et à se pencher légèrement en lui murmurant : Dieu que je vous aime, vous. Avant de voir la porte du carrosse s’ouvrir, le laissant sortir sur le parvis en premier et s'approcher de l'édifice.
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--Charlemagne.vf

Once upon a time, in a not-so-far-away land called the Kingdom of France, there was a young Prince. Although he had everything his heart desired, the Prince was spoiled, selfish and unkind. In a time of traditions, in a place of priviledge Charlemagne lived his life by the rules of its society, wrapped in lust and austerity. Heir of a queen and a king, Beatrice and Guise of France, he soon happened to take the head of its House, one of the most ancient ones in the Empire : Von Frayner.
Cousin of Ludwig the First, after seeing his family taking the french crown, he saw it taking the imperial one, and becoming one of the most prestigious name of the entire Europe. He was already proud and snooty : it got worse.
All dressed in black, with his prince crown all around his forehead, the duke of Bolchen walked into the Cathedral, surrounded by some of its nivernians guards : there was Jehan Fervac, his captain, Anthoyne de la Louveterie, his seneschal, and some other men, invited to stay out of the religious building, with their swords. Allowed to come with him, a very young girl he accepted as a fosterage : Catherine Rose de Leffe van Loos. Even though he mistreated the child, it seemed important to him that she had to sit in the present coronation, as she was the heir of a duchess.
Bound in appathy, the Prince entered the cathedral : a wonderful gothic piece of architecture, growing high in the sky. He crossed and went to sit down, at the place where he had to be. Member of the imperial family, Prince of France, imperial duke, among other crowns, he actually had a choice. He chose to stay with the usual nobility, but right ahead, where he could be seen in his highness, and where he would perfectly be able to watch the coronation going.
Placid, he only had to wait.

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Elina

Le sacre de l'Empereur... Pourquoi y était-elle présente? Plusieurs raison s'offraient à elle, par grand respect pour Liz, par amitié pour Lorenz, pour représenter sa famille, en l'absence de ses deux plus grand emblèmes, ou tout simplement pour faire plaisir à son époux. Lorsque son mari lui avait proposé de l'accompagner, elle avait simplement les épaules, avec un air détaché, et lâché un simple : Pourquoi pas? Comme à l'accoutumé elle prit grand soin de choisir sa tenue. Après tout elle était égérie des Doigts d'Or, et devait les représenter et leur rendre honneur dans toute occasion. Elle choisit donc une robe au lourd tissue d'émeraude, et au broderies d'or signé Attia des juli. C'est ainsi paré de beaux atout que la nouvellement Talleyrand prit le bras de son tendre époux qui semblait jamais alaise lors de tel évènement, contrairement à elle. Du moins ce jour là elle était étrangement semblable à Thomas. Elle qui en temps normal aurait papillonné d'une personne à l'autre, saluant ses connaissance, offrant par ci par là son large sourire chaleureux, se contentait aujourd'hui de rester près du Ténébreux, hochant parfois la tête avec un léger sourire, mais très vite elle prit place, en attendant que la cérémonie débute.

Nous ferons comme vous le voudrez Darling.*

Un doux sourire lui fut adressez pour essayer de le rassurer. Elle savait qu'il n'était pas réellement enjoué à l'idée de se trouver ici, et qu'il ne ferait aucun effort pour être aimable avec les autres. Alors soit, elle le serait pour deux.

*Chéri.

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The coronation of the Emperor… Was it why there presents? Several reason were offered to her, by great respect for Liz, friendship for Lorenz,to represent his family, in the absence of hertwo larger emblems, or quite simply to pleaseher husband. When her husband had proposedto him to accompany it, it had simply theshoulders, with an air detached, and releasedsimple: Why not? As with accustomed it tookgreat care to choose its behaviour. After all itwas muse of the Gold Fingers, and was to represent them and return honor in anyoccasion to them. It thus chooses one wraps with heavy the emerald tissue, andthe gold embroideries signed Attia of the juli. Itis thus avoided beautiful asset which latelyTalleyrand took to the tender arm of soundhusband who never seemed draw sheet at the time of such event, contrary to it. At least thisday there it was curiously similar to Thomas. Itwhich in normal weather would have flickeredfrom one person to another, greeting itsknowledge, offering here and there its broadcordial smile, was satisfied today to remainclose to the Dark one, sometimes shaking thehead with a light smile, but very quickly it tookseat, while waiting for that the ceremonybegins.

We will make as you will want it Darling.

A soft smile was address to him to try to reassure it. It knew that it was not reallycheerful with the idea to be here, and that itwould not make any effort to be pleasant withthe others. Then is, it would be it for two.
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Ludwig_von_frayner

[Exegi monumentum ære perennius]

The carriage passed through the city of Strasbourg, while bells were ringing. The whole capital was in full swing. Guards were posted all along the road of the imperial carriage, to hold the crowd which thronged. Some cried, others sang. Some cheered, others whistled. To celebrate this auspicious day, a cart full of victuals followed the imperial convoy, distributing bread to the most needy. Some scrambled to try to see or perceive the Emperor through the windows of the coach. But the curtains were firmly drawn.

Throughout the journey, the Emperor was silent, his eyes sometimes meeting those of his wife. He was not anxious, and yet he was not totally appeased. There are exceptional days, which make difficult to describe moods. He was absorbed by the solemnity of the moment, and the severity of the present. Carrying the hopes of thousands of subjects was not easy. That is why he refrained to smile or wince. He must have the same mood every time. An Emperor does not show his emotions. An Emperor is not a man. He is a symbol, writing History in the marble of Olympus, for centuries to come.

Finally, the convoy stopped in front of the stately cathedral, and while they installed a footboard, two guards came immediately open the doors of the coach. The Emperor put his hand on his wife, reassuring, and straightened to set foot on the pavement.

Scaning the square, he walked slowly to the entrance of the Cathedral, waiting the opening of the doors.

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[Exegi monumentum ære perennius]

Le carrosse traversa la ville de Strasbourg, tandis que les cloches sonnaient. Toute la capitale était en pleine effervescence. Des gardes avaient été postés tout au long du trajet du carrosse impérial, pour retenir la foule qui se pressait. Certains criaient, d'autres chantaient. Certains applaudissaient, d'autres sifflaient. Pour célébrer ce jour faste, une charrette pleine de victuailles suivait le convoi impérial, distribuant du pain aux plus miséreux. On se bousculait pour tenter de voir ou d'apercevoir l'Empereur à travers la vitre du carrosse. Mais les rideaux résolument tirés laissaient peu de chance aux plus curieux.

Pendant tout le temps du trajet, l'Empereur resta silencieux ; son regard trouvant parfois celui de son épouse. Il n'était pas angoissé ; et pourtant on ne pouvait pas dire qu'il était apaisé. Il est des jours exceptionnels, qui rendent les humeurs difficilement descriptibles, emportées par la solennité de l'instant, et la gravité du présent. A n'en pas douter, porter les espoirs de dizaines de milliers de sujets n'était pas chose aisée. Il s'interdisait de sourire, ou de grimacer. Il devait être égal à lui même à tout instant. Un Empereur ne montre pas ses émotions. Un Empereur n'est pas un homme. Il est un symbole qui grave son nom dans le marbre de l'Olympe, pour les siècles à venir.

Finalement, le convoi s'arrêta devant la grande Cathédrale, et tandis qu'on installait un marche-pied, deux gardes vinrent aussitôt ouvrir les portes du carrosse. L'Empereur posa sa main sur celle de son épouse, rassurant, et se redressa pour fouler le sol du parvis.

Balayant le parvis du regard, il s'avança lentement jusqu'à l'entrée de la Cathédrale, attendant l'ouverture des portes.
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Idril_de_sparte

Attendant de savoir si ses réponses suffisaient à la journaliste en herbe, Idril vit une couronne ducale approcher. Sous ladite couronne, la duchesse de Savoie.

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Oh Baronne ! Vous êtes splen-di-de ! Je suis si heureuse de vous revoir.

Votre Grâce, vous-même êtes resplendissante.

A peine le temps d'en dire plus qu'une tornade sauta dans les bras d'Elandra, la journaliste en herbe, et vrilla les tympans de la rondelette baronne.

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Translet with Google Trad'

Waiting whether his answers were enough to budding journalist, Idril lives near a ducal crown. Under the said crown, Duchess of Savoy.

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Oh Baroness! You are splen-di-de! I'm so happy to see you again.

Your Grace, yourself are resplendent.

Just time to say more than a tornado jumped into the arms of Elandra, the budding journalist and vrilla eardrums Baroness tidy.
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Elendra

C'est sympa d'être journaliste quand on y pense! Ça vous permet de rencontrer plein de gens! D'apprendre des choses croustillantes! De publier des choses croustillantes et de rigoler en imaginant la tête des gens qu'on transforme en croustilles!

Mais aujourd'hui, rien de croustillant, non non non! Que de la beauté pour les yeux! Moi avant j'étais pas une grande adepte des robes parce que c'est embêtant pour courir! Mais maintenant je suis une Dahme et courir c'est pour les demoiselles, donc je peux me permettre de porter des robes et quand j'ai l'âme fillette, là, et seulement là, je porte des braies, parce qu'on a beau dire ce qu'on voudra, pour courir, les braies, y a que ça de vrai! Je porte aussi des braies quand on me force à monter à cheval… Parce que ça fait moins encombrant et je crois nettement que ça réduit d'au moins 67,98 % mes chances de mourir d'une affreuse chute chevaline. Mais ça, c'est une autre histoire!

Et là en ce moment, ce dont on se préoccupe c'est des réponses d'Idril et de trouver de quoi les noter! Et une fois que c'est chose faite, je me concentre de toutes mes forces pour retranscrire fidèlement ce qu'elle me dit, sans tâcher la robeuh de Armelle, parce-que-sinon-ce-serait-vraiment-la-catastrophe!

Idril avait terminé de parler et moi je notais toujours. Mor…ga… Et une Duchesse trop bien vêtue apparaissait et je ne la remarquait toujours pas.

Un N? Raaawh… je vais en mettre deux! que je me dis en hochant la tête, répétant les paroles d'idril sans encore lever la tête, pasque j'ai pas fini de noter tout comme il faut! (Je commence dans le métier, c'est normal que je sois encore un peu lente…)

Un travail très fin, en effet. Très très.. Fffffffffouuaaaah! que j'étouffe.

On m'atta…!

Et l'attaquant connait mon nom! Et il est plus petit que moi et il m'attaque quand même et et et! (C'est que j'ai, dans ma tête, tellement de scoops et de potins que je deviens un otage très très très prisé, comprenez?)

Aliiiiiix!!!

J'enfonce alors un peu ma tête dans mes épaules, le cri strident ayant frappé mes tympans à moi aussi et je me reprend donc avec un grand sourire :

Alix! Quelle joie de te revoir!

Puis vient l'heure des présentations : Envers la marraine : un sourire digne de l'éducation catrogontérienne, parce que je suis pas allée là que pour m'empiffrer de madeleines au citron, croyez-le ou non!

Ravie de vous rencontrer, ma Dame!

Et le petit bonhomme. Ce qu'il est mignooon! Sa petite tête à croquer! Ça donne presque envie de lui pincer les joues et de lui secouer son petit visage trop mignon! Néanmoins, j'aimerais pas qu'on me fasse ça! Surtout pas devant plein de monde… Alors je lui souris et lui fait ma plus belle révérence (là encore, savoir acquis à la madeleinerie) et j'ajoute :

Ravie de vous rencontrer! Alix beaucoup parlé de vous vous savez!

Comment ça c'est un mensonge?! C'est pas un mensonge! Ça s'appelle de la politesse, c'est toujours ça qu'on dit aux gens qu'on nous présente pour la première fois. C'est le protocole! Non?

Eh bien! Je te, vous en fait, présente Idril de la Fiole Ébréchée de… Val… de Spa…. de… Lorraine! C'est une amie à moi! Et je suis une amie de sa soeur également. J'étais justement en train de l'interviewer pour le journal! Parce que vous avez vu sa tenue quand même!

Et moi de me tourner vers Idril avec un sourire béat : un jour, quand je serai une grande Marquise, je porterai une robe comme elle, c'est décidé!

D'ailleurs! Idril! Merci beaucoup d'avoir pris la peine de répondre à mes questions! Est-ce qu'il y a quelque chose que tu voudrais ajouter? Que tu aimerais que je publie dans le journal avec ça? Mais surtout! Est-ce que j'avais de bonnes questions?! T'es la première que j'interview et bon, je veux savoir ce que devrais améliorer pour les prochaines! Tu me donnerais combien sur 10? Moi en tout cas pour ta robe! Ah je te donnerais au moins 9 sur 10!

Il aura pas fait long feu le vouvoiement en tout cas!

Mais en toute confidence, je te donnerais 10, mais c'est que j'ai pas vu les robes de tout le monde toussa, il faut que je me laisse de la place. Tu comprends que si quelqu'un revêt la mirabelle, moi je ne peux que donner 11/10!

D'ailleurs! Je suis bête! Je te présente Alix de Montfort! On a été éduquée au même endroit! (Et on a clairement pas fait le tour de tous les chapitres…)

Et là! Et seulement là, je me rend compte que peut-être je devrais réduire le débit de mot/minute et laisser les gens en placer quelques uns parce que je commence à avoir drôlement soif! Et je ne fais que commencer!

J'ai même pas interviewer Alix et sa robe qui porte, il me semble bien, la griffe d'Armelle! Ni cette mystérieuse Dame en vert! Ni non plus, rho la Grand Maitre qui arrive! Il faudra que j'aille lui parler! Surtout pour avoir la description complète des tenues de la famille impériale! Mais que de boulot! Que de boulot! Et puis là encore, y'a une petit fille en bleue! Oh et... Et là je remarque la Duchesse. Lenaïg d'un nom-un-peu-compliqué.

AliiiiiIIiiix?? que je demande alors sur le ton de la supplication, parce que je viens de me rendre compte que mama mia! j'aurai pas assez d'une main pour tout noter ou même d'une bouche pour tout demander!

Que dirais-tu d'être journaliste d'une journée! Et heum… Guillaume peut te donner un coup de main si ça lui chante aussi!

Parce qu'à un c'est bien, deux c'est mieux et trois… c'est un de plus de que deux! Et en attendant, moi je peux poser la question qui me taraude depuis un bon quelques secondes!

Ma dame la Duchesse Lenaïg! Quel est votre secret pour avoir de si beaux yeux?! Non parce que de la robe, de la cape, de la couronne et de toutes ces pierres précieuses, moi je remarque qu'une seule chose! Ses yeux! Et sûrement que toutes les femmes rêveraient d' en avoir de si saillants! Il me fallait son secret! Ça ferait de moi la journaliste la plus renommée d'Empire, c'est certain!

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It's nice to be a journalist when you think about it! It allows you to meet lots of people! And today I get to see so much dresses! And speak with the fairestS of all!

And here here I am now, trying to write down everything Idril is saying. But I'm not very fast, I have only been journalist for a few weeks! And this is the first time they really let me out of the office! So I wanna do it right!

A very fine work indeed. Very very .. Fffffffffaaaah!

Someone's attac…!

And the attacker knows my name! And it's smaller than me and yet it is attacking me, and and and! (This is because I have in my head, so many scoops and gossips, I became a very very valuable hostage, you see?)

Aliiiiiix!

I then try to hide my head between my shoulders, I shouldn't scream so high! So I smile and start over again:

Alix! It's so nice to see you again!

Then comes the time of presentation: To the godmother I address a smile worthy of my education because I did not spend nearly a year in Anjou to eat lemon madeleines, believe it or not!

Nice to meet you, my Lady!

And the little guy. How cuuuuuute is he! So I smiled at him and made my best bow (again, I did do other things than eat lemon madeleines!) and I add:

Nice to meet you! Alix talks a looooot about you!

How is this a lie! This is not a lie! It's called politeness, this is is what we always tell peoplewhen we meet them for the first time. It's called protocol! Right?

Well! I present to you Idril de la Fiole Ébréchée... de Val ... de Spa.... of... Lorraine! She is a friend of mine! And I'm a friends with her sister also. I was just interviewing her for the newspaper! Because… well… you've seen her dress!

And as I turn to Idril, I smile and think to myself : when I am a great Marquise, I'll wear a dress just like hers!

Indeed! Idril! Thank you very much for taking the time to answer my questions! Is there something you'd like to add? Would you like me to write something special in the newspaper? But above all! Did you think my questions were good! You're the first one I interviewed, I would like to know what I should improve How much would you give me on 10? I would give you at least 9 out of 10 for you dress!

But you know… I would have given you a 10, but I have not seen all a the dresses yet, so I must leave some space.

Oh! I almost forgot! I present you Alix de Montfort!

And then! And only then do I realize that maybe I should tune down the flow of words / minute because I'm getting so thirsty! And I'm just getting started!

I did not even interview Alix and her dress! Neither this mysterious lady in green! Nor, the Grand Master who just arrived! I'll have to go talk to her! Especially for a complete description of the outfits of the Imperial family! And then again, there's a little girl in blue! Oh and a Grand Duchess! Oh yes, she is my next target!

AliiiiiIIiiix? I asked, because I just realized that I do not have enough of one hand to write everything!

How would you like to be a journalist for one day! And um ... Guillaume can give you a hand if he wants!

The more the merrier, right?! And just then do I remark the Duchess who came to talk to Idril.

Your Grace! I would start with this question: Your eyes are amazing! What is your secret? Because, of the dress, the crown, the cloak and the diamonds, I only see one thing! Her eyes! Women would kill to know the secret to such beautiful eyes! And if I could get it, that would make me the most famous journalist of the while Empire!
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Alix.ann

Et à Alix d'entrer à la suite de sa marraine accompagné du jeune Guy. Qui comme son père avait semblablement l'habitude de se trouver sur le chemin des deux Montfort. La Fadette était vêtue pour l'occasion d'Armelle, sa créatrice qu'elle préférait d'entre toutes :

Très pratique pour les voyages avec ce manteau qu'on pouvait retirer dès qu'on avait trop chaud et remettre dès qu'il faisait trop froid. Intelligent hein?! N'ayant tout de même pas oublier de prendre dans ses affaires de quoi se changer pour l'après cérémonie.

Et de les suivre, d'aller sur le banc etc...
Le duc?

-« Le duc? »

Et de papillionner des yeux en parcourant ensuite l'assemblée avec ceux là même. Quel Duc chanceux serait celui qui arriverait à rameuter autant de foule !

-« Nous sommes au couronnement de l'empereur. Un Von Frayner. Regardes, il y a des rois parmi nous dont mon cousin Hadrien quelque chose de Sparte. Il y a des souverains de toutes les provinces du saint empire de la germanie. Il y a des princes, regarde là-bas il y a... Luisa ! Une grande princesse ! Et... »

De continuer son trajet oculaire. Plissement de nez en apercevant un petit ovni se déplacer avant entrain d'un bout à l'autre de la cathédrale calepin à la main.

-« Elendra !! »

Et de se lever sans plus attendre, ouvrant grand la bouche. Mais c'tait bien elle ! Quoi de plus logique en même temps. Lorsque la grande famille castrogontérienne se disloque, juste avant son arrivée en Bretagne, c'était bien dans son pays Mirabelle que Elendra devait retourner. Et d'ailleurs Yolanda à Genêve ! Elle serait peut-être là elle aussi !
Alix sans trop hésiter prend la main de Guillaume et de Marzina pour aller se ruer sur son amie.

-« Elendrââââ ! Elendrââââââ! »

Elle manque de percuter et une femme dans une fabuleuse robe rose et de peu mais fini par arriver à bon port. Tout juste devant la petite brune et de se laisser tomber sur elle pour l'enlacer bien fort.

-« Elendraa.... Et de la libérer de son étreinte. A l'intention des deux comparses : C'est Elendra, elle vivait avec moi à Château-Gontier! Elendra, voilà ma marraine, Marzina et puis Guillaume. »

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And to Alix to enter following Marzina and young Guy. Who, as his father, has apparently the habit to be in their road. Alix, for the occasion, wore a dress made by her favorite dressmaker, Armelle.
Pactrical for trips with that coat that you could take off when it's hot and put on when it get's colder. Clever, isn't it? However, she didn't forget to take in her package some other clothes to wear after the ceremony.

And she follows them, sitting on the bench, etc...
The duke?

-« The duke? »

And she winked, looking througtout the cathedral. What a lucky duke would be the one who succeed to have so many people at his ceremony !

-« We are at the coronaty of the emperor. A von Frayner. Look, there are kings with us, among them my cousin Hadrien something of Sparte. There are sovereign of every country of the Holy Empire of the Germany. There are princes, look over there, there is... Luisa ! A great princess ! And... »

She continued her occular travel troughout the assembly. She wrinkled her nose while appeared a little ovni running throughout the catedral holding a notepad.

-« Elendra !! »

She stood up immediately, opening her mounth. She was right, it was Elendra ! It was logical after all . When the great castrogontérien family had dislocated, just before she arrived in Brittain, it was in the Mirabelle Plum Land that Elendra had planned to return. Besides, Yolanda was in Geneve ! Maybe she would be here too !
Without hesitation, Alix took Guillaume and Marzina's hands to rush to her friend.

-« Elendrâââ ! Elendrâââââ! »

She nearly bimp into a woman in a fabulous pink dress, but finally reached her friend. Just in time to face Elendra and let herself fall on her to hug her really strongly.

-« Elendra... she says after freeing her of the hug. To his two chaperons she adds: This is Elendra, she lived with me at Château-Gontier! Elendra, here are my marraine, Marzina, and then Guillaume. »

[Un grand merci à Jidé Elendra pour la traduction]
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Nicolas_track

Ou est Luisa? Telle est LA question...

Monter la garde devant un appartement qui se vide en claquant des doigts, il s'en fiche..ètre trainé par Grimm qui lui hurle à l'oreille de se bouger et se mettre en selle direction la cathédrale, il s'en ficherait aussi si l'homme de main de son père ne lui avait pas exploser les tympans de sa douce voix...

Jamais les escorteurs avaient galopé si vite...

Une fois à bas de sa monture, le jeune homme profite d'un bref instant pour se recoiffer avec ses doigts et remettre de l'ordre dans ses habits.. Il n'allait pas se présenter à la princesse dans un état de chiffonier lamentable...Parce que pour Nicolas, du haut de ses presque 14 ans, il n'y a que Luisa qui compte. Vous comprendrez que l'empereur et l'impératrice passent en second plan...surtout qu'ils sont entre de futures bonnes mains avec papa et ses oncles.

Il leva un doigt, pour demander à son Capi-père si par hasart il ne l'aurait pas entrevue, mais ce dernier avait tout sauf sa tête des bons jours..un regard pire que la fois ou il avait cassé le carreau de l'église a Narbonne.
Il alla se placer entre lestat et Grimm et se mit au garde-à-vous suivant leur exemple.
Quelqu'un allait pas tarder à trinquer..mais qui?
Un chuchotement pour qui veut bien entendre

ou est Luisa?
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Lorenzo83

Lui aussi commençait à criser intérieurement à force de prendre racine devant la porte. Mais il faisait son possible pour rester calme, vu l'état de Louis valais mieux pas qu'il l'ouvre...
Quand il entend que ceux qu'ils attendent depuis des plombes ne sont même pas là, il allait râler pour de bon mais une main Lestarienne lui empoigne le bras et le fait courir comme jamais jusqu'aux écuries.

D'un bond il sauta sur le dos de sa monture et parti avec au triple galop pour arrivé à temps devant la cathédrale, suivant Lest de près. Une fois sur place, les cheveux en bataille qu'il tenta vainement de remettre en place avant de descendre de son cheval attaché aux coté de celui de son frère et vint à son tour se mettre au garde à vous net et précis tout aussi essoufflé et rouge.

Un p'tit coup de coude au frangin et lui murmure sans pour autant bouger d'un cil.
Tu verrais ta tête... une tomate croisée avec un épouvantail... t'pourras pas entrer dans cet état Lest.

Puis il pose son regard sur Louis qui semblais près a pouvoir désosser le premier qui dirai un mot de travers.

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He also began to internally criser force to root out the door. But he did his best to stay calm, given the state of Louis it was better not open it ...
When he hears that they have been waiting for ages they are not even there, he was bitching for good but Lestarienne hand grabs his arm and puts as ever to the stables.

With one bound he jumped on the back of his horse and galloped away with to arrive in time to the cathedral, following Ballast closely. Once there, the tousled hair he tried in vain to put in place before dismounting his horse attached to the side of his brother and came to his turn to attention you clear and precise equally breathless and red.

A little elbow to the brother and whispers without moving an eyelash.
You'll see your face ... cross a tomato with a scarecrow ... t'pourras not enter this state ballast.

Then he looks at Louis who has seemed almost to reverse the first to say a word wrong.

Sernays

La réponse qu'il avait reçu de la part du gaillard habillé en rouge et blanc paillette ne lui plaisait pas du tout. En plus, il le mettait au défi, quelle farce ! M'enfin il ne voulait pas dégainer en premier, d'une part parce qu'il n'avait qu'un modeste couteau, et d'autres parts qu'il risquait d'attirer trop de problème sur eux. Juste avant le début de la cérémonie, ça aurait fait une bonne performance. Il lui posa néanmoins ses pattes sales sur le torse du noble, pour le pousser légèrement. Pi peut-être aussi pour salir son habit. Sur du blanc ça part mal.

Dégage saltimbanque, va aller distraire le public dehors. JE suis le champion et le garde du corps de la duchesse. Hors de ma vue.

Pas jouasse, rien à foutre.

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The response he received from the guy dressed in red and white straw did not like it at all. In addition, it was challenging, what a joke! I finally did not want to unsheathe first, in part because he had a small knife, and other parts that might attract too much trouble on them. Just before the ceremony, it would have made a good performance. However, he put him on his dirty torso noble legs to push slightly. Pi may also tarnish his coat. On white it goes wrong.

Emerges mountebank will go distract the public outside. I am the champion and bodyguard of the Duchess. Out of my sight.

Jouasse not, give a damn.
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For every man there is a cause which he would proudly die for. Defend the right to have a place for which he can belong to. And if we go and fight, we face their hearts in desperation. And shed his blood to stem the flood of an barricade invasion.

Thomas_sauveur

Il n'avait pas réellement l'envi d'être là, son humeur était plutôt maussade et ses activités prenante. Mais il ne pouvait pas refuser à une hermine la présence du cerf, même si tout était trop compliqué et trop mélanger pour être clair. Le Talleyrand avait prit soin de se vêtir de façon moins conventionnel et après avoir passer des vêtements fort discret. Il ce tourna vers son épouse, proposer à celle-ci de l’accompagner semblait la moindre des choses et elle n'avait guère refuser. Ce sont donc en couples que Thomas et Hellina entèrent dans l'édifice. Trop de gens, beaucoup trop d'inconnus ce qui ne pouvait que déplaire à cet homme qui était prudent devant les inconnus. Le temps tout de même de voir quelques personnes d'Epinal ou de Lorraine avant de chercher la place des petits gens, nul envie d'être trop proche. Il s'installa donc en compagnie de son épouse et retira son chapeau qui fut posé sur ses genoux.

Dès que cela est terminé, nous rentrons...

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It was not really the environment to be there, his mood was rather dull and stakeholder activities. But he could not deny the presence of an ermine deer, even if it was all too complicated and mix to be clear. Talleyrand had taken care to dress in a less conventional and after passing clothes very discreet. That he turned to his wife, offer it to accompany seemed the least of things, and she had hardly refuse. So these are couples that Thomas and Hellina entèrent in the building. Too many people, too many unknowns that could only displease the man who was cautious before the unknown. Time still to see some people Epinal or Lorraine before looking up the little people, no one wanted to be too close. So he settled with his wife and took off his hat, which was on his lap.

Once this is completed, we return ...
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--Actarius.d.euphor

Actarius entra dans la cathédrale avec son épouse Ingeburge. Il regarda autour de lui et sourit. Tout était très joli. Le sacre de l'Empereur, qu'il avait rencontré en Touraine, serait une réussite. Il se signa et s'installa à côté de son épouse. La cérémonie commencerait bientôt et il s'en réjouissait. Il avait participé à plusieurs cérémonies en France, mais à une seule en Empire, où il allait rarement.

Il regarda la "Prinzessin". Elle était plus belle que toutes les femmes en ce lieu. Actarius lui caressa la main discrètement et ne dit rien. Il était fier d'être marié avec elle. Les paroles entre eux n'étaient pas nécessaires. Ses yeux voyagèrent jusqu'au trône.

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Actarius betrat die Kathedrale mit seiner Frau Ingeburge. Er sah sich um und lächelte. Alles war sehr schön. Die Krönung des Kaisers, den er in der Touraine getroffen hatte, würde natürlich ein Erfolg werden. Er bekreuzigte sich und setzte sich neben seine Frau. Die Zeremonie würde in Kürze beginnen, und er freute sich. Er hatte an mehreren Zeremonien in Frankreich sondern nur an eine im Reich genommen, wo er selten ging.

Er blickte auf die "Prinzessin". Sie war schöner als alle Frauen in diesem Ort. Actarius streichelte diskret ihre Hand und sagte nichts. Er war stolz darauf, mit ihr verheiratet werden. Worte zwischen ihnen waren nicht erforderlich. Seine Augen wanderten auf den Thron.

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Actarius entered the cathedral with his wife Ingeburge. He looked around and smiled. Everything was very nice. The coronation of the Emperor, whom he had met in Touraine, would be a success. He crossed himself and sat next to his wife. The ceremony would begin soon and the Peer rejoiced. He participated in several ceremonies in France, but one in Empire, where he seldom went.

He looked at the "Prinzessin". She was more beautiful than all the women in this place. Actarius stroked her hand quietly and said nothing. He was proud to be married to her. Words between them were not necessary. His eyes traveled to the throne.

Guy.de.la.mirandole

Le petit Guillaume qui suivait Marzina et Alix, le voilà. De son chemin, il a été détourné par une femme et une fille. Nourrice Pétronille lui avait pourtant bien dit de ne pas répondre aux inconnues. Mais comment se conformer aux sages indications de sa nourrice et jouer le muet devant une fille aux charmants yeux bleus ? Surtout quand cette fille se rend à un sacre, dans une belle cathédrale avec plein de gens bien habillés et qui sentent bon. Ce n'était pas comme mémé Henriette qui puait un peu. Elle offrait souvent de la confiture au garçon Mirandole, ce qui pardonnait son odeur nauséabonde.

- Surtout la contifure à la prune..., songea Guillaume à haute voix.

Comme surpris par son propre son, le garçon plaqua ses petits doigts encore potelés sur sa bouche. Parfois, il oubliait la différence entre ses pensées et la parole, ce qui était gênant en public et devant des inconnues...

"Ne fais pas de bêtise. Reste tranquille. Regarde sagement. Et ne te perds pas."

Les indications parvinrent aux oreilles du Mirandole mais mirent un certain temps à monter au cerveau, absorbé qu'il était dans l'observation de ce qui l'entourait. La cathédrale, la foule... Le regard s'étant perdu sur les hauts vitraux envahis d'images et de scènes, il percuta une femme. Guillaume ne leva pas les yeux sur elle et s'éloigna en s'excusant confusément.

- Pardon m'dame, bleus vitraux, tout le...

Comprenant qu'il était encore moins clair en parlant, il se tut et retrouva Alix et Marzina à qui il s'accrocha à la robe, pour ne pas se perdre.
Enfin, ils s'installèrent sur un banc et le Mirandole se pencha vers Alix pour lui demander :

- Tu me diras où est le duc ?

Il n'avait pas bien compris que l'on sacrait un empereur...

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The small Guillaume, who was following Marzina et Alix, it was him. He was diverted from his way. Nevertheless, nursemaid Pétronille had told well to him not to answer the unknowns. But how conform to the wise indications of his nursemaid and play the mute in front of the charming blue eyes of a girl ? Especially when this girl goes to a coronation, in a beautiful cathedral with a lot of well dressed people and who smell good. It was not as grandma Henriette who stank a little. She used to offer some jam to the boy Mirandole, what forgave her foul smell.

- Especially jam in plum..., dreamed Guillaume aloud.

As surprised by his own sound, the boy stuck his still plump little fingers on his mouth. Sometimes, he forgot the difference between his thoughts and the word, what was annoying in public and in front of unknowns...

"Don't do anything stupid. Remain quiet. Viewing wisely. And don't lose yourself."

The indications reached the ears of Mirandole but mirror some time to rise to the brain, absorbed that he was in the observation of what surrounded him. The cathedral, the crowd... The look was lost on the high stained-glass windows invaded by images and by scenes, he collided a woman. Guillaume didn't raise eyes on her and went away by apologizing confusedly.

- Excuse me m'dam, blues stained-glass windows, everything...

He understood that he was not clear and kept silent. He found Alix and Marzina to whom he hung on to not get lost.
Finallement, they settled down on a bench and Mirandole bent towards Alix to ask her :

- Will you say to me where is the duke ?

He had not well included that we crowned an emperor...
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Lglvh

Forcément qu’à force de faire le pied de grue devant la porte des appartements impériales, j’allais finir par perdre ma légendaire patience ou au mieux piquer un petit somme appuyé contre un pilier. Je commençais à trépigner d’impatience et apparemment Louis était dans le même état d’esprit que moi. vu qu’il ouvrit la porte et…

Comment ça ils sont plus là ?

Louis j’te jure. Je suis sobre ! Je n’ai pas fumé d’opium depuis au moins…le début de notre engagement ! On a été vigilant, j’en suis sûr.

Mais comment était-ce possible ? Un tour de sorcellerie ? Pas le temps de trop réfléchir que la voix du capitaine déchira le temps.Et il en avait de la raisonnance. Le silence prit place suite à son écho, les oiseaux arrêtèrent de gazouiller, les mouches de bzz bzz bzzer..J’exagère mais bon c’est pour vous faire comprendre à quel point le Gaucher était énervé…

J’empoignais Lorenzo par le bras et direction les écuries au pas de course. Je ne suis pas grand, une enjambée Trackienne correspond a trois Lestatiennes, je fis vite hors d’haleine, la langue pendante comme un bœuf à l’agonie...

Après une folle chevauchée jusqu’à la cathédrale, et non désolé je n’ai pas de cape de super-héros je ne peux pas aller plus vite et je me nomme Lestat Gabriel pas Harry Potter, la seule baguette que je possède est celle bien fourrée dans mes braies, je parque, oui soyons moderne, mon cheval et déboule sur le parvis me figeant dans un splendide garde-à-vous, le poil en bataille, les joues en feu, les poumons prêt a exploser.

Je n’ose plus regarder mon Amour qui en quelques instants à changer complètement de physionomie faciale, un regard froid, glacial qui transpercerait n’importe quel dur à cuire, que la faucheuse elle-même changerait de métier en le croisant. Pas le moment de faire le mariole ni de demander pour aller aux latrines, pas envie du tout de me faire désintégrer par un regard arbaletiso*-tracko-foudroyant.
Certains feraient mieux de bien de se tenir, quand je dis que ca va ch…ce n’est pas un euphémisme

*clin d’œil jd louis

Necessarily do that by kicking his heels at the door of the imperial apartments, I would end up losing my patience, legendary or better poking a nap leaning against a pillar. I started stamping with impatience and apparently Louis was in the same mindset as me. since he opened the door and ...

How does they are gone?

Louis I swear. I'm sober! I have not smoked opium for at least ... the beginning of our engagement! We were careful, I'm sure.

But how was that possible? A tour of witchcraft? No time to think too much the voice of the captain tore temps.Et he had the Raisonnance. Silence took place following the echo of birds stopped chirping, flies bzz bzz bzzer .. I'm exaggerating but it's good for you to understand how the Left was upset ...

I empoignais Lorenzo's arm and towards the stables at a run. I'm not big a stride Trackienne is three Lestatiennes I made quickly out of breath, hanging like an ox in agony language ...

After a wild ride to the cathedral, not sorry I do not have a superhero cape I can not go faster and my name is not Harry Potter Lestat Gabriel, the only stick I have is that although crammed into my trousers, I park, so let's modern, my horse and tumbles on the forecourt freezing me in a splendid guard to you, the hair battle, cheeks burning, lungs ready to explode.
I dare not look at my love that in a few moments to completely change facial appearance, a cold stare, icy which pierce any tough guy, the mower itself change business in the crossing. Not the time to make mariole or ask to go to the latrine, not envy me to disintegrate by arbaletiso *-Tracko-withering look.
Some would be better to keep well, when I say it's going to ea ... it's not a euphemism

* Wink jd louis
traduction a la mouize

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Le_g.

Après une téléportation de devant les portes d'un appartement vidé de Leurs Altesses Impériales grâce à la Garde Impériale, les Escorteurs se retrouvent sur le parvis de la Cathédrale. Magique non ? C'est ça qui est formidable, on peut faire comme on veut, et arranger la sauce selon le bon vouloir...

Mouais, ça, ça aurait été dans les années 2380 ou 2390... mais en 1461, ce n'est pas trop possible, c'est dommage hein ? Ouaip, très dommage.

Donc ?

Grâce à certains qui ont enlevé le couple impériale au nez et à la barbe des escorteurs, faisant fi de leurs présence, à croire qu'ils étaient transparents, invisibles ou quelque chose du genre, les magiciens de la Garde ont donc escorté le couple impérial à la Cathédrale, et de l'autre côté, nous avons des Escorteurs qui se retrouvent devant les appartements impériaux, vides comme on l'a dit, avec une mission : escorter... Joli non ? Ils vont escorter du vent.

Et donc ?

Et bien nous nous trouvons avec un léger petit souci de tempo dirons-nous... avec leurs Altesses qui escomptent que les Ecorcheurs et accessoirement Escorteurs soient présents à la cérémonie de couronnement, et avec un engagement de leur part de protéger le couple impérial. Sauf que voilà, protéger contre des sorciers magiciens, ils savent pas faire. Qu'on leur parle de hordes de brigands, d'armées à éviter, ils savent faire, sauf quand ils se croient intouchables et qu'on leur ressort une vieille liste qui date de l'an 1440... là, pareil, ils sont pas magiciens, ce ne sont que des hommes, normaux quoi.

Alors ?

Que peuvent-ils faire ? Bah pas grand chose hein...

Louis ouvre la porte des appartements, les trouvant bien silencieux, et interroge :

Vos Altesses ? Nous vous attendons.

Et là... Ô surprise : néant ! Personne ! Il n'y a personne dans les appartements ! Son sang se glace et ne fait qu'un tour. Ca ne peut pas être Fatum quand même... Non... les Lions ? Non plus... ils sont pas magiciens ni sorciers, ni les uns, ni les autres. Alors qui ?

Un bref regard par la fenêtre, et il aperçoit la Garde Impériale qui se permet de faire le boulot de l'Escorte Impériale. Furieux, il sort en hurlant :

En selle ! Tous à la cathédrale et en vitesse !

Il dévale la distance qui le sépare de sa nouvelle acquisition, un bel étalon, un frison, noir comme la nuit, qu'il affectionne particulièrement, et fait signe au cocher de les suivre. Il n'a pas fait préparer l'escorte et la voiture de Leurs Altesses pour rien. Tant pis si la Garde veut jouer un bras de fer. Il songe à la Capitaine de la Garde, une vraie garce, et s'il s'écoutait, il n'irait pas à cette putain de cérémonie, mais il le doit. Alors elle va apprendre qu'il y a un point, un seul, sur lequel il ne faut pas le chatouiller, c'est son honneur ! L'ex-brigand ne reste pas moins un homme sombre, derrière ses dehors de troubadours et de gueux, et elle vient de réveiller en lui, le tueur.

A leur arrivée à la Cathédrale, il saute de son cheval, et se rend sur le parvis, indique aux escorteurs de se mettre au garde à vous, mais son regard qu'il jette à Ranian ne fait aucun doute sur la haine qu'il ressent et sur le fait qu'il n'oubliera pas de si tôt le manque de respect dans lequel elle l'a tenu, ni ce qu'elle vient de faire. En attendant, il va ouvrir la porte de la voiture de la Garde, espérant presque qu'un de ces bâtard de la Garde vienne tenter de l'en empêcher.

La voiture qu'il avait fait préparer arrive avec le cocher, une voiture vide... mais n'empêche. Il prouve qu'ils étaient prêt à cette Ranian qu'il voudrait tuer sur place. Si ce n'est que la cérémonie doit débuter, il lui aurait dit deux mots, mais là, elle n'aura pas droit à une parole, juste son regard glacial, brutal, le regard qu'il réservait à ses victimes du temps où il était un tueur... avant de rencontrer celle qui est devenue sa femme et qui l'avait fait changer pour devenir le troubadour amusant et qui ne frappait pas les personnes dont il faisait les poches... Le tueur, le Sombre est de retour, celui dont personne n'a jamais entendu parler, celui qu'il a caché à tous, y compris à son Amour.

Ils ont tout donné, tout sacrifié pour devenir l'Escorte Impériale, fallait pas le chercher...

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Translated by Reverso.

After a front teleportation the doors of an apartment emptied of Their Imperial Highnesses thanks to the Imperial guard, Escort ships find themselves on the square of the Cathedral. Magic not? That's it which(who) is great(tremendous), we can make as we want, and to arrange(settle) the sauce according to the goodwill...

Mouais, that, that would have been in the 2380s or 2390 but in 1461, it is not too possible, it's a pity eh? Yep, very it's a pity.

Thus?

Thanks to some who(which) removed the couple imperial under the nose of escort ships, disregarding of their presence, to believe that they were transparent, invisible or something of the kind(genre), the magicians of the Guarding(Nurse) thus escorted the imperial couple in the Cathedral, and on the other side, we have Escort ships which find themselves in front of apartments imperial, empty as we said it, with a mission: escort... Attractive not? They are going to escort of the wind.

And thus?

And well we find us with a light small concern(marigold) of tempo let us shall say ourselves with their Highnesses which expect that the Swindlers and additionally Escort ships are present in the ceremony of crowning, and with a commitment from them to protect the imperial couple. Except that here we are, to protect against wizards magicians, they know how to not make. That we speak to them about troops of bandits, about armies to be avoided, they know how to make, except when they consider untouchable and when we rerelease them an old list which dates the year 1440 there, similar, they are not magicians, they are only men(people), normal who.

Then?

What can they make? Bah not much eh...

Louis opens the door of apartments, finding them very silent, and questions:

Your Highnesses? We wait for you.

And there... O surprised: nothingness! Nobody! There is nobody in apartments! His(her,its) blood freezes and makes only a tour(ballot). That cannot being Fatum all the same... No the Lions? Either they are not magicians neither wizards, nor some, nor the others. Then who?

A brief look through the window, and he perceives the Imperial guard who allows to make the job(work) of the Imperial Escort. Furious, he(it) goes out by roaring:

In saddle! All in the cathedral and quickly!

He(It) tumbles down the distance which separates him(it) from the new purchase, a beautiful standard(stallion), a lock of hair, black as night, which he(it) likes particularly, and made a sign(told) to the coachman to follow them. He(it) made prepare the escort and the car of Their Highnesses for nothing. Too bad if the Guarding(Nurse) wants to play an arm-wrestling. He(it) dreams in Captain of the Guarding(Nurse), the real bitchy girl, and if he listened to, he(it) would not go to this whore of ceremony, but he owes him(it). Then she(it) is going to learn that there is a point, the only one, on whom you should not tickle him(it), it is its honor! The ex-bandit remains not less a dark man, behind his(her,its) outside of troubadours and beggar, and she(it) has just woken in him, the killer.

Upon their arrival in the Cathedral, he(it) jumps of his(its) horse, and goes(surrenders) on the square, indicates to the escort ships to put itself in the guard to you, but his(its) look which it throws(casts) to Ranian is doubtless on the hatred which it feels and on the fact that it will not forget of so early the lack of respect in which she(it) held him(it), nor what she(it) has just made. In the meantime, he(it) is going to open the door of the car of the Guarding, hoping almost that one of these illegitimate child of the Guarding comes to try to prevent him(it) from it.

The car which he had made prepare arrives with the coachman, an empty car but does not prevent. He proves that they were ready for this Ranian which he would want to kill on the spot. Except that the ceremony has to begin, he would have said to him(her) two words, but there, she(it) will not be entitled to a word, just her(its) icy(frosty), rough look, the look which he reserved to his victims when he was a killer before meeting the one who became his wife and who had made him(it) change to become the funny troubadour and who did not strike the persons whose pockets he made... The killer, the Somber is back, the one about which nobody has ever heard, the one that it hid to all, including from his Love.

They gave everything, quite sacrificed to become the Imperial Escort, needed not to look for him(it)...

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Nashia

La Duchesse de Savoie s'était faite accompagner d'un petit groupe d'hommes. Des soldats sortie tout de Pettinengo, affubler des tenues de la garde Ducale. Sa paranoïa n'avait fait que se décupler depuis son accession au trône, et surtout depuis le rattachement de Genève a ce duché qu'elle contrôlait. Oh ça foutait un beau foutoir y avait pas à dire. Mais... C'était aussi le prix a payer.

Le Sacre de sa majesté était un événement sans précédent. C'était peu dire. Oh elle était encore verte, qu'il n'ai pas donné suite a ses promesse électorale. lui offrant une place au seins de la Garde Robe Impériale. Mais qu'importe. Elle savait que son goût pour la mode et pour la couture serait reconnue un jour ou l'autre. Et que ses qualité aussi. Et puis entre la couronne ducale, et la Garde de Robe de Ludwig von Frayner. Elle préférait encore porter ce qui animait la colère des Genevois.

Ainsi donc vêtue de rouge comme à son habitude mais surtout vêtue avec faste qu'elle entra dans la cathédrale. Parce qu'après tout, la savoie était riche. Si riche qu'elle pouvait se permettre la folie d'une robe a la mode ibérique, sertie de mille et une perle de nacre brodée aux armes des Tiallaz ! Qu'elle pouvait se permettre l'audace d'un brin de ringardise avec cette cape aux couleur du duché de Savoie. Après tout elle était la savoie, elle se devait de représenter sa grandeur. Et puis dans le fond, admettons le, la Naine était une fashion addict ! Et pour cela quoi de mieux que de porter du DO ? Quoi de mieux que de porter une tenue faite par l'une des étoiles montante des Doigts d'or, le bras droit d'Attia Des Juli ? Une jeune femme si talentueuse qu'elle avait cousue pour l'impératrice Adala, et pour le Prince français Charlemagne, entre autre.

Dès son arrivée elle repéra la Baronne Idril. Et un sourire illumina son visage. Elle fit signe a la garde de l'attendre dehors. Que risquait elle ici bas ? Et suivit de ses damoiselle de compagnie la Duchesse de Savoie se dirigea vers Idril, ne s'occupant que très peu de la jeune fille avec qui elle discutait.

Oh Baronne ! Vous êtes splen-di-de ! Je suis si heureuse de vous revoir.

Puis daignant lever les yeux vers la brunette elle lui souria et inclina la tête avec courtoisie. Une chance que sa couronne la grandisse un poil.

Bonjorn Damoiselle. Lenaïg de Tiallaz, Duchesse de Savoie

Ouai parce que ça ne se voit absolument pas avec sa cape drapeau ! Que voulez vous, on est fier d'être Savoyard ou on ne l'est point.

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The Duchess of Savoy was made accompanied by a small group of men. Soldiers out of any Pettinengo, affubler outfits custody Ducale. His paranoia had only increase tenfold since his accession to the throne, and especially since the annexation of the Duchy Geneva it controlled. Oh it did not care a beautiful mess was not to say. More ... It was also the price to pay.

The Coronation of His Majesty was an unprecedented event. That was an understatement. Oh it was still green, he did not respond to its election promise. offering him a place in the breasts dress Imperial Guard. But whatever. She knew that her taste for fashion and sewing would be recognized one day or another. And its quality too. And between the ducal crown, and Guard Dress Ludwig von Frayner. She still preferred to wear what motivated the wrath of Geneva.

So dressed in red as usual but most lavishly dressed she entered the cathedral. Because after all, the Savoy was rich. So rich that it could afford the folly of the Iberian fashion dress, set a thousand and one mother of pearl embroidered with the arms of Tiallaz! She could afford the audacity of a strand of mediocrity with this cape the color of the Duchy of Savoy. After all it was the Savoy, she had to represent his greatness. And in the background, admit it, the Dwarf was a fashion addict! And this is nothing better than to wear DO? What's better than wearing an outfit made by one of the rising stars of the golden fingers, the right Des Attia Juli arm? A talented young woman if she had sewn for the Empress Adala, and the French Prince Charlemagne, among others.

Upon her arrival she spotted Baroness Idril. And a smile lit up his face. She motioned to the guard to wait outside. What might it down here? And followed its maiden company Duchess of Savoy headed Idril, not caring very little of the girl she was talking to.

Oh Baroness! You are splen-di-de! I'm so happy to see you.

Then deigning to look up the brunette she smiled and nodded her courteously. A chance to grow his crown a bit.

Bonjorn Maiden. Lenaïg of Tiallaz, Duchess of Savoy

Yeah because it is absolutely not seen with his flag cape! What do you want, we are proud to be the Savoyard or there is not.

Charles_de_raveline

On lui refusait le passage vers Cassandre? Mais quelle était cette affaire? En quoi cet homme avait-il le droit de faire cela? Serait-il un concurrent au jeune homme? Possible, quoiqu'il se présentait comme un garde du corps! Une chose était sûr, Charles ne pouvait pas le surplomber. Car il était plus petit que le garde. Pourtant, il fit comme si c'était le cas, et il jeta ses yeux de glace à l'encontre de l'homme.

Seriez-vous sourd? Je doute que la Duchesse ai à son service des imbéciles ou des séniles. Je suis le chevalier servant de sa Grasce, son champion, et d'une certaine manière... son garde du corps. Allez-vous me laisser passer ou dois-je vous prouver tout cela d'une quelconque manière?

L'affronter? Même pas en rêve! Charles se ferait tout simplement botter en moins de temps qu'il ne le fallait pour le dire! Par contre, il avait repéré du coin de l’œil, son majordome qui était arrivé avec sa nièce. Ce dernier était une ombre. Ses vêtements noirs ne trahissait pas sa présence dans la foule. Il se faisait aussi discret auprès de la Raveline qu'auprès de Charles. Et puis, il ne laisserait pas son maître se faire toucher même s'il était en mission auprès de Cira. Et... il devait aussi avoir quelques couteaux cachés sous ses vêtements. Pas un... plusieurs. Il ne sortait que très rarement sans. Ce qui n'étais pas une mauvaise chose à vrai dire, lorsque Charles lui n'avait pas d'arme sur lui. Et puis... un arc... lors de cérémonie, ça ne faisait pas discret. En plus, il n'existait par d'arc de cérémonie! Des épées oui, mais pas d'arc. Et à quoi lui servirait une épée! Il était pitoyable lorsqu'il s'agissait d'en manier une...

Enfin, cela n'arriverait pas ici. Il espérait que Cassandre l'ai entendu. Il y avait du bruit certes mais elle n'était pas très loin et devait avoir entendu les paroles du jeune bourgeois. Et Charles supposait qu'elle ne ferait pas semblant de ne pas l'entendre, pas aux paroles qu'il avait prononcé. D'ailleurs, un petit sourire s'était esquissé sur les lèvres du blond en prononçant ces paroles, qui rappelaient bien des souvenirs...

We refused him passage to Cassandra? But what was this? How does this man have the right to do this? Would it be a competitor to the young man? Possible, though was as a bodyguard! One thing was sure, Charles could not overlook. Because it was smaller than the guard. Yet he acted as if this was the case, and he cast his eyes ice against the man.

Would you deaf? I doubt that the Duchess was in his service fools or senile. I am the knight of his Grasce his champion, and somehow ... his bodyguard. Will you let me go or do I prove to you all that in any way?

The face? Not even dream! Charles would just kick in less time than it takes to say! By cons, he spotted the corner of his eye, his butler who had arrived with her niece. It was a shadow. Her black clothes did not betray his presence in the crowd. It was also quiet with the Raveline only from Charles. And he would not let his master getting hit even though he was on a mission to Cira. And .. it should also have some knives hidden under his clothes. Not a ... several. It came out that very rarely without. This was not a bad thing to be honest, when Charles himself had no weapon on him. And then ... an arc ... during the ceremony, it was not discreet. In addition, there was by bow ceremony! Swords yes, but no bow. And what would serve him a sword! It was pathetic when it came to handling a ...

Finally, it would not happen here. He hoped that Cassandra heard it. There was noise but it certainly was not very far and must have heard the words of the young bourgeois. Charles and assumed she would not pretend not to hear, not the words he uttered. Moreover, a small smile was sketched on the blonde's lips as he uttered these words, which recalled many memories ...

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Un article de la KAP qui vaut le coup d'oeil

http://www.degloriaregni.com/KAP/index.php?id_depeche=40538

.marzina.

Du chemin. Beaucoup de chemin. Enormément de chemin! Qu'elle était loin sa Bretagne! Et que de temps ils avaient passé dans ce maudit carrosse! La princesse détestait voyager dans ces conditions et ne l'avait fait que pour les beaux yeux de sa filleule. Elle était prête à presque tout pour lui faire plaisir et faire durer ce si joli sourire qu'elle pouvait avoir dans les moments les plus heureux.
Elle avait donc mis une belle robe ouvragée affichant visuellement son rang princier, elle voulait faire honneur à Alix Ann qui lui avait dit vouloir lui présenter une personne très importante pour elle. Elle la suivait donc, sourire aux lèvres, heureuse de la voir si gaie et remuante.

"Où est-il donc, ce jeune homme d'exception?"

Elle était vraiment curieuse à son sujet, si Alix Ann l'avait autant en estime, il devait avoir quelque chose de sacrément exceptionnel. Et Marzina était donc toute disposée à l'aimer. Ou à le détester. Ca dépendait de l'impression qu'il lui ferait.
Les charmants yeux bleus se tournent vers elle, tout humides, et la princesse fond. La question est compliquée...Comment répondre, elle qui n'avait pas trouvé la réponse non plus? Elle qui n'avait jamais su concrétiser un mariage?

"Et bien...Je ne pense pas qu'elle ne l'aimait pas. Je pense juste qu'il était un petit peu trop occupé par ses passions et que ta maman s'est ennuyée et qu'elle a...elle s'est occupée de ses propres passions."

Elle se dit en elle-même que c'était plutôt pas mal comme réponse, elle n'avait pas menti, et elle pensait avoir suffisamment arrondi les contours.
Elle se tourna alors vers le petit Guillaume qui les suivait.

"Ne fais pas de bêtise. Reste tranquille. Regarde sagement. Et ne te perds pas."

Sinon Chimera va me tuer!
Quelle mouche l'avait donc piquée pour qu'elle accepte de se coltiner un gamin en plus pour une cérémonie de cette importance? Il avait fallu qu'Alix Ann se lie d'amitié avec lui sur le chemin, et elle n'avait pas su lui dire non quand elle avait demandé qu'il les accompagne. Maintenant elle regrettait. S'occuper d'Alix Ann, ça commençait à venir. Ce n'est pas pour autant qu'elle sait maintenant s'occuper de tous les autres.
Elle se redresse, jette un regard dans la cathédrale, pour voir si elle connait du monde. Elle croit reconnaitre le cousin Hadrien là bas plus loin, mais il est sûrement trop occupé par la cérémonie pour les remarquer. Tant pis, ils feront autrement!
Elle avance et montre un banc libre aux enfants afin qu'ils s'installent, et elle-même s'installa avec eux. Il ne restait plus qu'à attendre la suite.

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Long way. Very long way. A very very long way! She was so far away from her Britain! And what time they spent in this cursed carriage! The princess hates traveling in these conditions and only does that for the sake of her goddaughter. She was willing to do almost anything to make her happy and sustain this lovely smile she could have in the happiest moments.
So she puts a beautiful ornate dress visually displaying her princely rank, she wanted to honor Alix Ann who told her she wanted to introduce her to a very important person for her. So she followed with a smile, happy to see her so happy and restless.

"Where is he, this young man of exception?"

She was really curious about him, if Alix Ann had so much esteem for him, he must have something pretty damn special. So Marzina was quite prepared to love it. Or hate it. It depends on the impression he would do on her.
The lovely blue eyes are turning towards her, all wet, and the princess melts. The issue is complicated ... How to respond, when she hasn't found the answer either? She had never managed to reach a wedding...

"Well ... I do not think she didn't love him. I just think he was a little too busy with his passions and your mom was bored and that she ... she took care of her own passions. "

She thinks that it was pretty good for an answer, she didn't lie, and she thought she had enough rounded contours.
She turned to the little Guillaume who followed.

"Don't do anything stupid. Remain quiet. Viewing wisely. And don't lose yourself."

..or Chimera is going to kill me!
What fly had bitten so that she agrees to wrestle a kid in addition to a ceremony of this magnitude? Alix Ann befriends him on the way, and she had not been able to say no when she asked him to accompany them. Now she regretted. Caring for Alix Ann, it started to come. It does not mean she can now take care of all the rest of the children of this planet.
She stands up, looks in the cathedral, to see if she knows someone. She believes she recognizes cousin Hadrian over there, but he was surely too busy to notice something else that the ceremony. Too bad.
She goes on and shows a free seat for children to settle, and herself moved with them. It only remained to wait and see what happens.

Cira

Strasbourg, ville inconnue pour la jeune fille qui pourtant avait fait le déplacement jusqu'à elle et essayait de ne pas s'y perdre.
Debout devant un miroir, la jeune fille se regardait, donnant un dernier coup de brosse dans ses longs cheveux. Elle devait être parfaite. Ne pas faire honte à la famille, ne pas faire honte à celui qui avait demandé sa présence.
Quittant son poste d'observation, Cira s'approcha de la table d'appoint et attrapa le petit coffret qui s'y trouvait. De là, elle en sortit un collier et le plaça délicatement autour de son cou avant de retourner au miroir et de regarder l'effet donné. Ce n'était pas trop mal et la robe combinée au collier mettaient en valeur ses yeux bleus.

Des petits coups furent frapper contre la porte de sa chambre et la jeune Raveline sortit de la pièce. Il était temps d'y aller.
Suivit de près par Sebastian, l'homme à tout faire de son oncle, Cira quitta l'auberge où elle s'était installée pour grimper dans un coche et se laisser conduire au lieu du couronnement.

Ça va, je suis bien ? Tu as bien serré ma robe hein ? Et puis tu reste bien avec moi, tu me laisse pas toute seule et de toute façon si tu le fais je dis tout à tonton.

Hochement de tête du majordome. Oui elle est bien, oui il a assez serré même si ce n'est pas son boulot et encore oui il ne la laissera pas. Si il avait été envoyé ici c'était bien pour s'assurer qu'il n'arriverait rien à la jeune fille.

Devant les réponses muettes qui étaient quand même des réponses, Cira se détendit légèrement et tourna la tête vers la petit fenêtre du coche. Combien de personnes seraient présentes ? Qui aurait-il ? Autant de questions qui s’agglutinaient dans l'esprit de la toute jeune fille de 11 ans.

Et puis le coche s'arrêta et Sebastian descendit en premier pour pouvoir lui tendre la main et ainsi l'aider à mettre pieds à terre à son tour.
Une main posée sur l'avant bras de son garde du corps/chaperon, la jeune fille pénétra dans la Cathédrale et balaya la foule du regard.

Sebastian, il va falloir que tu sois mes yeux. Je suis trop petite pour voir qui est présent ou non avec toute cette foule. Tu vois ma marraine ? Ou Lothar ?

Hum...oui il me semble voir la Duchesse. Du moins sa robe rouge, celle du défilé dont vous m'avez parlé et....ah non ce n'est pas elle...attendez...ah ! Elle est là ! Oui en effet ce n'était pas elle du tout. Hum...par contre je ne vois pas le jeune Prince. Il ne doit pas encore être là ou alors il est aussi court que vous.

Hey te moque pas. On est pas petit, c'est vous tous qui n'êtes pas à la bonne taille c'est tout.
Mène moi à Cassandre s'il te plait, que je sois au moins avec un visage familier.

Yes my Lady

Jouant légèrement des coudes tout en restant très courtois, Sebastian aida Cira à se frayer un chemin jusqu'à sa marraine et...son oncle ? Mais que faisait-il donc là lui ? Il lui avait pourtant dit qu'il ne voulait pas y assister. Enfin bref passons, il était là c'était le principal et elle se dépêcha d'engloutir les quelques pas qui les séparaient d'elle.

Bonjour ma Duchesse. Tu vas bien ? Dis pourquoi Sernays il est planté devant mon oncle ?

Cira fit un sourire à tout le monde et observa le garde du corps de la Duchesse avant de laisser tomber l'affaire et de reporter son attention sur Cassandre.

Finalement je suis restée sur le premier choix. Tu avais raison pour l'autre robe.

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Strasbourg, unknown to the girl who had yet made the trip up to her and tried not to get lost city.
Standing in front of a mirror, the girl looked, giving a final brush through her long hair. It was perfect. Do not bring shame to the family, not to shame the man who had asked her presence.
Leaving his post of observation, Cira went to the side table and grabbed the small box that was there. From there, she pulled out a collar and gently placed it around his neck before returning to the mirror and look at the effect given. It was not too bad and combined with collar dress showcased her blue eyes.

Small shots were hit against the door of his room and the young Raveline left the room. It was time to go.
Followed closely by Sebastian, the handyman of his uncle, Cira left the inn where she moved to climb a notch and be guided instead of crowning.

It's okay, I'm okay? You tight my dress huh? And then you rest well with me, do not you leave me alone and anyway if you do everything I say to Uncle.

Shaking the head butler. Yes it is, yes it was pretty tight even if it is not his job and yes it still will not let her. If he had been sent here it was to ensure that nothing would happen to the girl.

Before dumb responses that were still answers, Cira relaxed slightly and turned his head towards the small window of the coach. How many people are there? Who would he? These questions congregated in the spirit of the young girl of 11 years.

And then the boat stopped and Sebastian went down first in order to extend his hand and thus help put feet on the ground in turn.
A hand on the forearm of his bodyguard / chaperone, the girl entered the Cathedral and the crowd swept look.

Sebastian, he'll have to be my eyes. I'm too small to see who is present or not with the crowd. You see my godmother? Or Lothar?

Hmm ... yes I seem to see the Duchess. At least her red dress, the parade that you spoke to me and .... oh no it is not ... wait for it ... ah! She is here! Yes indeed it was not her at all. Hmm ... by cons I do not see the young Prince. It should not still be there or it is as short as you.

Hey not laugh. It is not small, it is you who are not the right size is everything.
Cassandra leads me please, I'm at least a familiar face.

Yes my Lady

Playing elbows slightly while remaining courteous, Sebastian Cira helped to clear a path to her godmother and her uncle ...? But what was he doing there it? He however said he would not attend. Anyway go, it was what was the principal and she hurried to swallow a few steps that separated her.

Hello my Duchess. Are you okay? Sernays say why he is standing in front of my uncle?

Cira smiled at everyone and watched the bodyguard of the Duchess before dropping the case and returning his attention to Cassandra.

Finally I stayed on the first choice. You were right about the other dress.
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Sernays_

Se déguiser ? Inutile. Le roux n'était pas du même rang que les autres. Chef de caravane de la garde personnelle de Cassandre, il ne faisait que son travail où il l'avait escorter depuis les Flandres. Un voyage pas très long, il avait vu pire et il a de l'expérience. Aucun problème à signaler d'ailleurs, les bandits avaient son doute autre chose à faire en ce moment.
Une fois la duchesse prête qu'il l'accompagna dans la cathédrale. Pas d'armes sur lui, tout du moins en apparence. Le meilleur guerrier flamand ne se baladait jamais sans au moins un couteau dans sa botte.

Mais ils étaient interrompu par un homme habillé la manière la plus ridicule qu'il n'avait jamais vu. Il pensait avoir tout vu avec Cassandre au sujet de la mode, fallait avouer que ses relations le surprenaient toujours. Non pas tant les ornements qui le dérangeait, mais... en fait si, ça lui crevait les yeux, les couleurs criardes. On peut pas se dissimuler dans la broussaille avec un pareil accoutrement, visible à des lieux à la ronde ! Voilà pourquoi ils étaient chiant à protéger, les nobles, on leur apprenait rarement la discrétion.

Prenant son travail avec le plus grand sérieux, il s'avança d'un pas, faisant presque obstacle à l'individu.

Sernays, garde du corps de la Duchesse de Leffe von Loos. Vous êtes ?

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Dressing? Useless. The red was not the same level as the others. Caravan leader's personal guard Cassandra, he was only doing his job when he was escorted from Flanders. A trip not very long, he had seen worse and he has experience. No problems at all for that matter, the bandits had his doubt something else to do right now.
Once ready the Duchess he accompanied the cathedral. No weapons on him, at least in appearance. Best Flemish warrior never walked around without at least a knife in his boot.

But they were interrupted by a man dressed in the most ridiculous he had never seen so. He thought he had seen it all with Cassandra about fashion, had to admit that his relations always surprised. Not so much the ornaments that bothered, but ... in fact if it broke his eyes, garish colors. We can not hide in the bush with such a getup, visible for miles around! That's why they were boring to protect the nobles, they rarely learned discretion.

Taking his work with the utmost seriousness, he stepped forward, making almost obstacle to the individual.[/i]

Sernays, bodyguard Duchess of Leffe von Loos. You are?

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Skioppo

La carrozza, cavalcando da Ginevra, era finalmente arrivata a Strasburgo.

Si fermò solamente quando arrivò davanti alla Cattedrale.

Calò la scaletta e il Barone Imperiale Markus GianMaria Casanova, scese per prendere parte alla Cerimonia dell'Incoronazione di Sua Maestà.

Markus, entrando nella Cattedrale, cercò un posto fresco per avere un poco di sollievo dal lungo viaggio.

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[Translation by Google Translator]

The carriage, riding from Geneva, had finally arrived in Strasbourg.

He stopped only when he arrived in front of the Cathedral.

Descended the ladder and the Imperial Baron Markus GianMaria Casanova, came down to take part in the Coronation Ceremony of His Majesty.

Markus, entering the Cathedral, sought a cool place to have a little relief from the long journey.
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Markus GianMaria Casanova Skioppo - Barone Imperiale di GieSSen - Conte di Monticelli d'Ongina e Barone di Caorso

Presidente del PPM - Ex Duca (4) del Ducato di Milano

Federico_il_rosso

His Eminence Frederick Edward Borgia arrived in Strasbourg Cathedral, and went to the Sacristy. He was appointed as Vice-Primate for the Italian area, and First Vice-Primate, by His Eminence Egal. So caught up with him in silence and waited for its provisions on the ceremony.
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S.Em. Federico Edoardo Borgia arrivò nella Cattedrale di Strasburgo, e si recò in Sacrestia. Egli era stato nominato come Vice-Primate per la zona italiana, e Vice-Primate Primo, da S.Em. Egal. Così lo raggiunse in silenzio e attese sue disposizioni sulla cerimonia.
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Son Eminence Frederick Edward Borgia est arrivé à la cathédrale de Strasbourg, et se rendit à la sacristie. Il a été nommé Vice-Primat pour la région italienne, et le premier vice-Primat, par Son Eminence Egal. Donc rattrapé avec lui dans le silence et attendit ses dispositions relatives à la cérémonie.
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Seine Eminenz Frederick Edward Borgia kam in Strasbourg Cathedral, und ging in die Sakristei. Er wurde als Vize-Primas für das italienische Gebiet ernannt und First Vice-Affe, von Seiner Eminenz Egal. Also mit ihm in der Stille gefangen und wartete auf die Bestimmungen über die Zeremonie.
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.selene

Selene arrived in Strasbourg to attend the coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I.
Entering the Cathedral she notice some familiar faces and greeted them before taking her seat.
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Charles_de_raveline

Un couronnement impérial... Il n'avait pas voulu y aller dans un premier temps. Il s'était pourtant occupé de commander une robe pour sa nièce. Elle lui avait demandé plus d'une fois si il voulait, il avait à chaque fois répondu à la négative. Et pourtant, ce matin-là en se levant, il avait changé d'avis! En se levant, quoiqu'il y avait réfléchit toute la nuit. Il avait déjà pensé à la chose d'une manière humoristique, dans un premier temps. Il s'imaginait y aller en tenue de deuil, en noir. Il l'avait même essayé cette tenue noire, avec une cape! A la lueur d'une bougie, il s'était regardé dans la grande glace. Et puis suite à cela, il s'était mis à regarder ses belles tenues, pour savoir ce qu'il aurait pu mettre si les résultats des élections impériales n'avaient pas été les mêmes. Son choix avait alors osciller entre une tenue rouge, ainsi qu'une bleue, et aller savoir pourquoi, une tenue rose s'était même imposé! Pourtant, elle n'était pas du tout dans le sens de la cérémonie! Elle faisait tout de même parti de ses choix auxquels il hésitait. Et finalement non... pourquoi franchement aurait-il pris cette tenue rose? C'était inimaginable! Il restait donc la bleue ciel, ainsi que la rouge et blanche.

L'hésitation avait été longue, et puis... la rouge s'était imposée! Et en même temps que cette illumination, il s'était aussi décidé à finalement aller à la cérémonie! Mais la chose n'était pas simple, le jeune homme n'avait pas de carrosse. Enfin... il ne l'avait pas encore! Il allait falloir qu'il relance le Seigneur de Frouard concernant son carrosse. Cela aurait été l'occasion parfaite pour le sortir!
En conséquence, il devait trouver un autre moyen, une personne qui pourrait lui prêter un carrosse, ou bien qu'il aille avec une autre personne. Son altesse Jade? Ben non, il ne pouvait pas lui demander, ce n'était pas imaginable alors qu'elle avait été l'adversaire du Von Frayner. Autre possibilité se trouvait en Clootaire. Son ami pouvait tout à fait lui rendre ce petit service non? Sauf que le trouver risquait d'être plus difficile. Et puis son Vicomté n'était pas à côté! Silanie? Il ne savait même pas où était ses terres. Ils étaient tous trop loin! Il allait devoir le louer. Il en louerait un premier à Epinal, simple, et un second à la capitale Lotharingienne pour rejoindre Strasbourg! Oui, il ferait comme ça, et c'est ce qu'il fit!

Il put donc arriver en la capitale avec un carrosse plutôt respectable. Mais il était bien loin de valoir celui qu'il se faisait faire! Le plus important était que sa belle tenue ne soit pas froissée. Surtout qu'il arrivait seul... Il trouverait bien quelqu'un pour continuer la journée... Peut-être que... Oh oui! Elle devait être là! Ses fonctions devaient faire qu'elle serait présente! Elle ne devait pas avoir d'autres choix que de venir!

Ses pas se firent alors plus empressés pour retrouver sa chevelure blonde. Il gravit l'escalier. Malheureusement, il était pas assez grand pour surplomber la foule. Il devait plutôt se faufiler pour la trouver. Il reconnut Idril, sa majesté royale, et quelques autres personnes qu'il avait aperçu par-ci par-là, à Besançon principalement, mais aussi ailleurs. Et enfin, il la vit! Un sourire s'esquissa, plutôt carnassier mais peu importe. Il s'approcha d'elle et alors qu'elle discutait avec une autre personne, il dit:

Vous aviez demander Votre Chevalier Servant votre Grasce?

Son sourire était dorénavant beaucoup plus enjôleur. Il avait trouvé une personne avec qui il pouvait éviter d'être seul durant la cérémonie. Et en plus avec elle, il s'assurerait probablement une place de maître!

[With google translate]

An imperial coronation ... He had not wanted to go at first. It was yet busy ordering a dress for her niece. She had asked him more than once if he wanted, whenever he answered in the negative. And yet, this morning, rising, he had changed his mind! Rising, although there thinking all night. He had already thought about something in a humorous way, at first. He imagined to go dressed in mourning black. He had even tried this black outfit with a cape! In the candlelight, he had looked into the large mirror. And then after that, he began to look at her best outfits, to know what he could have if the results of the imperial elections were not the same. His choice was then oscillate between holding a red and a blue, and go find out why a pink outfit was even imposed! Yet it was not at all in the direction of the ceremony! She was still out of his choice which he hesitated. And finally no ... frankly why would he take this pink outfit? It was unthinkable! This left the blue sky and the red and white.

The hesitation was long, and then ... Red was imposed! And at the same time as this enlightenment, he had also decided to finally go to the ceremony! But the thing was not easy, the young man had no coach. Finally ... he did not! It would be necessary that the stimulus Lord Frouard on his carriage. That would have been the perfect opportunity to get it out!
As a result, he had to find another way, a person who could lend him a coach, or he goes with another person. His Highness Jade? Well no, he could not ask him, it was not imaginable when she was an opponent of Von Frayner. Another possibility was in Clootaire. His friend could quite make it this small service right? Except that the find might be more difficult. And his Vicomte was not next! Silanie? He did not even knew where his land. They were all too far! He would have to rent it. He would rent a first in Epinal, simple, and a second to the capital to join Lotharingian Strasbourg! Yes, he would like that, and that's what he did!

It could thus happen in the capital with a rather respectable coach. But it was worth much less than the one he was doing! The most important was that his nice outfit is not wrinkled. Especially one that came ... It surely find someone to continue the day ... Maybe ... Oh yes! She had it there! His duties were to it would be this! It should not have other choice but to come!

Its not then became more eager to find her blonde hair. He climbed the stairs. Unfortunately, it was not big enough to overlook the crowd. Instead he had to sneak to find it. He recognized Idril, his royal majesty, and a few others he had seen in here and there, mainly in Besançon, but also elsewhere. And finally, he saw! A smile sketched rather carnivorous but whatever. He approached her and while she was talking to another person, he said:

You'd ask your Grasce Serving Your Knight?

His smile was now much more flirtatious. He had found someone with whom he could avoid being alone during the ceremony. And more with her, he probably would provide a place to master

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Un article de la KAP qui vaut le coup d'oeil

http://www.degloriaregni.com/KAP/index.php?id_depeche=40538

Ronda

Ronda and the children are also in Strasbourg. She hopes that she can take a look at lestad and maybe even give the opportunity for a talk. She considers herself quietly in the background and watched the ceremony, as she has already done with all the emperors before.

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Ronda und die Kinder sind ebenfalls in Straßburg. Sie hofft, dass sie einen Blick auf Lestad werfen können und vielleicht ergibt sich noch die Gelegenheit zu einem Gespräch. Sie hält sich unauffällig im Hintergrund und beobachtet die Zeremonie, wie sie es schon bei all den Kaisern zuvor getan hat.

Esmengarda

The beginning of the day had finally seen the end of the long process of voting and was recognized Princess of Siena. She hastened to make appointments of Ministers and then hurry to extend his oath to the Emperor..
So she went to the Cathedral to attend a so impressive ceremony.
She came in, sat down and focused on the beauty of the cathedral ..
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Alix.ann

-« Et tu vas voir et tout. C'le plus beau et tout ! Il s'appelle Lothââââr... »
Et à ses deux mirettes dégoulinantes d'amour de se fixer sur les yeux bleus marzinesque.
-« Et il est graaand... Et il est gentil... Et il a dit que j'étais sa princesseee... »

C'était pas faute de lui avoir dit qu'elle devait devenir grande brigande. Mais depuis, elle avait changé ses plans. Alix, denouveau, prévoyait de devenir princesse. C'était bien ça qu'on voulait pour elle... Mais peut-être pas bien avec ce prince là. Qu'importe ! Le mioche branle-bas-d'combat chiard françoy de surcroit pouvait aller trouver meilleure épouse. Elle le lui dirait, à Yolanda, qu'elle voulait sa vie avec Lothar. C'était pas tout les jours qu'on trouvait la personne qu'il fallait. Maman elle avait jamais réussi, d'ailleurs. Bien regardez ce qu'elle est devenu : Morte, très exactement. Elle est morte.

-« Marzina... »
Elle se mord la lèvre ce qui laissait à présager qu'elle allait poser une épineuse question.
-« Pourquoi elle aimait pas papa? »

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-« And you'll see. He’s the most beautiful! His name is Lothââââr ... »
And both peepers dripping love set on Marzina’s black eyes.
-« And he is taaaaall ... And he is nice ... And he said I was his princeeeess ... »

It was not for lack of telling him that she became robber. But then, she had changed her plans. Alix, again, planned to become princess. It was what she’ll be expected to ... But maybe not really with this prince. Who cares! The prince Blanc-Combaz might wait. He is just a kid. Moreover, he’s french! She would tell to Yolanda she wants to live her whole life with Lothar. It was not every day that you can find the right person for you. Mom hadn’t ever succeeded elsewhere. Besides Mum didn't suceed to. Look what she was become : dead, exactly. She died.

-« Marzina ... »
She bites her lip, which can say that she wants to ask a thorny question.
-« Why didn’t she love daddy? »

[HRP/ Merci à Jd Marzina pour la traduction/correction]
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Jospin81

Leonardo saw Antonio Barberini meet him and smiled.
Kindly, replied him: "Hi Antonio! I'm fine, thanks. Yes, we were victims of a robbery, but look at me, I'm fine now."
He smiled and spoke in a low voice.
"Now I can not move from my guard post, but I will be happy to talk to you after the celebration."
So, the soldier stood on guard again.
With his eyes, he had always seen all those who entered.
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°°°°°°°°°Araldo della Alto Nobile Famiglia dei Borgia°°°°°°°°°

Nemanya

Tancredi entered in the Strasbourg's cathedral after a long travel....
He stayed for a moment astonished, looking the magnificence and the opulence of that holy place.

He made few steps, walking towards the right nave and then entered in a little aisle lifted up from the ground for a better view.

The cathedral was crowd , the most important nobles families were there for the Emperor, merchants from Hollande, Italian's soldiers and some important French noblesman all there for Him.

He walked long the nave and hearing some frenchs words he saw two beautiful Ladies and he stayed there for understand what was happening...
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Quanti senesi ci voglion per ferrare un cavallo?
5, uno mette il ferro gli altri sollevano la bestia.

Weston

The answer of Leonardo reassured Antonio.
"Now I can not move from my guard post, but I will be happy to talk to you after the celebration"
"Oh.. sure! I'm going to take a place. See you later"
He hailed Charlotte and they entered in the Cathedral, waiting the Emperor"
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Eriti

Eriti noticed Elendra smiled at her, and she smiled back, rising up her hand to greeting the girl.
Then saw that the young journalist go toward a lady in red. Eriti observed that drees for a few minutes, and she thought that was a very marvelous dress.

While everyone waited for the arrival of the Emperor and the Empress, Eriti looked the people that entered in the Cathedral, thinking of how shameless some people can be sometimes.
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Se la gente ti critica lo fa per due motivi: o non sa come impiegare il tempo o vorrebbe essere dannatamente come te.

Cassandree_louna

Il était tôt ce matin quand la Cassandre se leva de son lit pour partir vers son miroir voir si son visage ne s'était pas trop abîmé pendant la nuit. Mais il fallait se lever tôt pour se préparer pour le couronnement de l'empereur !
Elle fut soulagée de constater que son visage n'avait en ce jour aucune imperfection : Ouf !
C'est donc un peu plus détendu qu'elle sonna la clochette pour faire venir sa dame de chambre lui donnant les ordres du jour et mettant un petit " validé" mental pour toutes choses dites :
" faire prévenir son amie la comtesse de se préparer" " faire prévenir Sernays, il serait seul aujourd'hui point besoin de trop de garde dans une cathédrale déjà bien protégée", " faire venir sa camériste" et "vérifier que toutes la famille impériale n'ai aucun accro dans leurs vêtements durant la cérémonie", mais cela serait pour plus tard.

Une fois la domestique sorti elle s'approcha de sa garde de robe, ouvrant le placard pour en sortir sa robe du jour, une magnifique robe rose. Le rose était loin d'être laid, et même si cela ne restait pas sa couleur préférée sa couturière, Elizabelle, avait fait en sorte que ce rose lui plaise et la partie fit gagner pour elle, car cela plaisait à la duchesse.
Après plusieurs essaies de coiffure, elle décréta que cela était parfait, il manquait toutefois un petit quelques chose pour faire de cette tenue un bijou à l'état pure , elle ouvrit donc sa petite boite à trésor posée sur sa coiffeuse et prit un collier que la camériste attacha sur le cou de la Grand Maitre.
Elle sorti également un petit diadème qu'elle posa elle-même sur sa tête.

La blonde se leva, se regardant une dernière fois, elle était fin prête. Il fallait bien avouer qu'elle espérait que cela plairait à son amant secret, cela faisait un moment qu'elle ne l'avait revu, un trop long moment pour elle, entre leurs charges respectives et le fait que cela devait rester le secret le plus total jusqu'a que leurs familles soient prévenues, ca réduisait les perspectives de rencontre.
La dernière fois qu'elle l'avait revu était pour l'essayage de son vêtement, un essayage qui avait commencé plutôt chaudement, et ce souvenir fit encore rougir Cassandre quelques fois, faire cela dans son bureau était si...si indécent

Elle ne tarda pas à rejoindre le carrosse, son amie la rejoignant peu de temps après, quand à Sernays lui, il était déjà là pour tout dire.
Elles s’installèrent et commencèrent des discussions purement féminine , se complimentant sur leurs robes, en passant par la cérémonie ou elles seraient bientôt arrivaient.
Cassandre avait souvent parlé de son prince, secrètement à son amie et en ce jour elle allait pouvoir constaté par elle-même, si la description que lui avait fait la GM de la garde de robe était juste.

Après un long moment elles arrivèrent enfin, elle descendit du carrosse s’avança vers la Cathédrale avec la Comtesse, suivit de près par son garde personnel.

Il y'a l'air d'avoir déjà du monde

Elles montèrent les marches et déjà à l'entrée quelques personnes se chamaillèrent, elle tendit l'oreille pour écouter les "potins" et sourit en coin.
Puis à peine les premiers pas de faits son regard se posa sur la robe d'Idril, elle leva un sourcil, la robe était certes jolie , mais voilà une imitation bien étrange de la vrai créatrice de ce Style : Attia Des Julis.

Certes les courbes étaient moins carré, cela était plus vaste, mais cela n'en reste pas moins une mode lancé par la directrice de l'atelier des DO, Cassandre sourit donc ravie, la mode qu'elle avait porté en premier était lancé, elle était plutôt fière il fallait l'avouer et n'hésiterait pas à rapporter cela à la Des Julis pour qu'elle voie que son travail n'était pas fait inutilement .

Nous voici donc à la cathédrale, elle va vite se remplir alors je te propose de faire un tour rapide pour saluer et de prendre place, je ne voudrais pas être trop loin de .. enfin être trop loin quoi

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It was early this morning when the Cassandra rose from his bed to go to the mirror to see if his face was not too damaged during the night. But he had to get up early to prepare for the coronation of the Emperor!
She was relieved to see that his face had so far no imperfection: Phew!
This is a little more relaxed she rang the bell to bring his lady giving room agendas and putting a small "validated" mind to all things say:
"To prevent her friend the Countess to prepare" "to prevent Sernays, he would be alone today no need too much care in a cathedral already well protected", "bring her maid" and "ensure that all the imperial family have no addicted to their clothing during the ceremony, "but that would be for later.

Once home she went out of her closets, opening the closet to get out of her dress of the day, a beautiful pink dress. Pink was far from ugly, and even if it did not remain his favorite his dressmaker Elizabelle color, had made sure that the party and forbid him to win it this pink it because I liked the Duchess.
After trying several salon, she decreed that it was perfect, however, it lacked a little some thing to make this place a gem in the pure state, so she opened her little treasure box lying on her dresser and took a necklace the maid tied to the neck of the Grand Master.
She also released a small tiara she put herself on his head.

The blonde stood up, looking for the last time, she was ready. He had to admit that she hoped would please her secret lover, it was a moment she had seen him, too long a time for it, between their charges and that it should remain the secret total up to more than their families are informed, ca reduced prospects meeting.
The last time she had seen him was for the fitting of her dress, a fitting that began rather warmly, and the memory was still blushing Cassandra few times, do this in his office was so ... so indecent

It did not take long to reach the carriage, her friend joining shortly after, when Sernays to him, he was already there for it all.
They settled and began purely feminine discussions, complimenting their robes, through the ceremony or they would soon be arriving.
Cassandra had often spoken of his prince, secretly her friend and that day she was found to itself, if the description he had been GM of the closets was right.

After a long time they finally arrived, she stepped down from the carriage to the Cathedral with the Countess, followed closely by his personal guard.

There's seems to have been the peoples

They climbed the stairs and entered the already few people bickered, she strained to listen to "gossip" and smirked.
Then just made the first steps of his eyes fell on the dress Idril, she raised an eyebrow, the dress was certainly pretty, but that's a strange imitation of the real creator of this Style: Attia The Julis.

Although the curves were less square, it was larger, but it is nevertheless a trend started by the director of the workshop DO, Cassandra smiled so excited, fashion she had worn was first launched, she was quite proud to admit it was and would not hesitate to report it to The Julis so she could see that his work was not in vain.

So here we are at the cathedral, it will quickly fill then I suggest you take a quick tour to greet and take place, I would not be too far .. What finally be too far

She smiled
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Ai Grifoni era stato consegnato l'invito per partecipare alla cerimonia di incoronazione del nuovo Imperatore ed una delegazione si era apprestata a mettersi in viaggio per Strasburgo.
Conoscevano la strada da percorrere e quanto sarebbe stato lungo il viaggio, ma ciò non li spaventava e sarebbero stati presenti come ogni volta.

Giunti alla cattedrale, il picchetto prese posto nello spazio riservato.

The invitation to participate in the coronation of the new emperor had been delivered to the Grifoni and a delegation was ready to travel to Strasbourg.
They knew the way to go and it would have been a long journey, but this did not frighten them and they would have been there as each time.

Reached the cathedral, the picket took its place in the reserved space.

Idril_de_sparte

Pour la discrétion, on re-passera.
A peine une chausse posée dans la cathédrale qu'une légère pression se fit sentir au niveau de la manche de la brune.

La première réaction de la jeune baronne fût de sourire en voyant Elendra, l'amie de sa chère petite soeur Elfry. Mais quand la jeune fille ouvrit la bouche, ce n'était plus l'amie qui accostait mais une journaliste professionnelle.

Un instant de panique passa dans les yeux verts de la baronne, ici pas moyen de trouver une excuse et de fausser compagnie à la journaliste en herbe.
Pas le choix, il fallait affronter l'avalanche de question. Et éviter de regarder vers Noellia qui devait certainement se retenir de rire de la mésaventure de la brune.

Oh, Bonjour demoiselle d'Acoma.

Mais pourquoi lui demander si elle acceptait de répondre à des questions si on ne lui laissait pas la possibilité de répondre oui ou non à cette banale question ?

Euh et bien... Cette robe, puis-que je pense que c'est cela qui vous intéresse, est en effet une création originale, conçu par une des couturière de l'Atelier des Doigts d'or : demoiselle Morganenn.

Quelle était la question suivante déjà ? Les broderies non ?

Il s'agit en effet de plumes de paons brodées. Un travail très fin de la couturière.

La jeune d'Acoma ne faisait que s'entrainer en vu de devenir un jour journaliste... n'est-ce pas ? Elle n'était pas sérieuse en disant qu'elle était journaliste impériale...

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For discretion, we re-pass.Just put a shoe in the cathedral a slight pressure was felt at the handle of brown.

The first reaction of the young baroness was smile at Elendra, a friend of his dear little sister Elfry. But when the girl opened her mouth, it was not the friend who accosted but a professional journalist.

A moment of panic passed through the green eyes. the Baroness here no way to find an excuse and slip away from the budding journalist.No choice, he had to face the barrage of questions. And to avoid looking Noellia which would certainly refrain from laughing at the misfortune of brown.

Oh, hello lady Acoma.

But why ask her if she would answer questions if you do not give him the opportunity to answer yes or no to this banal question?

Uh well ... This dress, do I think this is what you want, is indeed an original creation designed by a seamstress for the Workshop of " Doigts d'or": Lady Morganenn.

What was the question again? Non embroidery?

This is in fact embroidered peacock feathers. A very fine work of the seamstress.

The young d'Acoma merely to train with a view to becoming a journalist day ... is not it? It was not serious in saying she was a journalist Imperial ...
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Lucrezia59

Neanche questa volta Lucrezia sarebbe mancata. Non solo in qualità di Aquila Imperiatoris ma anche come ambasciatrice Imperiale.
Entrò nella cattedrale e per abitudine lo sguardo fece il giro della cattedrale, alla ricerca di ogni minimo segnale fuori contesto.

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Not this time Lucrezia would be missed. Not only in quality but also as an ambassador Imperiatoris Aquila Imperiale.
He entered the cathedral and habit gaze went around the cathedral, looking for the slightest sign out of context.
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Elendra

Les gens commençaient à arriver tranquillement, ce qui me faisait de plus en plus de tenues à remarquer. De plus en plus de choses à garder en tête. J'étais même sur le point de sortir de quoi prendre des notes!

L'habit du Héraut ou un truc comme ça : Sublime!
Une femme en tenue de deuil, quel courage de venir malgré de si tragiques circonstances.
Ma tantine, en tenue de soldat, quel dommage qu'elle n'ait pu porter une robe aujourd'hui!
Le vert, parfois trop absent à mon goût allait à ravir à l'une des femmes dont j'essaierais d'obtenir le nom un peu plus tard.

Mais! Le nec plus ultra venait d'entrer dans la pièce. Et quelle chance pour moi! Je la connaissais! Idril, la soeur d'Elfry. Une copine de ma maman même je crois. Et voilà que la petite journaliste sur deux pattes que je suis se lance dans la foule et finit par rejoindre la belle Idril!

Ma Dame! que je commence en tirant avec une grande délicatesse sur la manche de la Lorraine. C'est qu'elle doit valoir une for-tu-ne cette robe! Je voudrais surtout pas tirer un fil ou la salir.

Elendra d'Acoma! Journaliste impériale! Je prépare le prochain numéro, dont le premier n'est pas encore publié d'ailleurs, et je n'ai pu m'empêcher de remarquer votre tenue, ma foi des plus splendides! Accepteriez-vous de répondre à quelques unes de mes questions?

Qui vous habille? par exemple. Est-ce une tenue originale, créée spécialement pour vous? Est-ce une exclusivité? Est-ce des plumes de paons ainsi brodés?

Espérons que ce soit des plumes des plumes de paon! Et j'espère avec le sourire, parce que je trouve ça marrant de vouvoyer Idril. Mais devant les gens, c'est comme ça qu'il faut faire. C'est le jeu des nobles, et je commence à bien m'amuser dans ce monde!

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People were starting to arrive, but I was already working! Looking here and there for the new trends or better, things to avoid! So far I had noticed a few things,keeping them in mind, but I would soon need to write them down! I guess there will be many people and many dresses to remember!

The Herald, or what seemed like the Herald has a perfect score!
I admired a woman clearly in morning who had the strength to be here in spite of what was happening in her life.
My aunt! Still dressed in soldiers clothes… What a shame she could not wear a dress!
A Lady in green. We don't see enough green don't you think? Always red!

And speaking of red… A woman entered with the most beautiful dress I had ever seen! That would be a great start for my article! And fortunately for me, I knew her! She was on of my friend's sister and a friends with my mom!

And here I go! Walking towards her, pulling delicately on her sleeve, being very careful. This dress must be sooo expensive and I wouldn't have the money to pay it back!

Ma Dame! Elendra d'Acoma! Journaliste impériale! Je prépare le prochain numéro, dont le premier n'est pas encore publié d'ailleurs, et je n'ai pu m'empêcher de remarquer votre tenue, ma foi des plus splendides! Accepteriez-vous de répondre à quelques une de mes questions?

Qui vous habille? par exemple. Est-ce une tenue originale, créée spécialement pour vous? Est-ce une exclusivité? Est-ce des plumes de paons ainsi brodés?

[My Lady! Elendra d'Acoma! Imperial journalist! I'm working on the next number of the imperial newspaper, even though we are still working on the first one… and I could not not notice your dress! It's amazing! Would you mind answering some of my questions?

Like, who made it? Was is done especially for you? Is it exclusive? Are these peacock feather?]

Lets hope these are peacock feathers! So I smile, finding it very funny to call her My Lady and to be so formal, when I used to call her by her name, but these are the games. Noble games. And I sort of start to like it!
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Bombadil

Bombadil had seen a lot of faces he knows from Holland. That was very reassuring. The Emperor would be here soon...

Babj

Abelardo Babj d'Altavilla aveva cavalcato veloce da Friburgo sino a Strasburgo, ma non poteva mancare all'incoronazione di quell'Imperatore che insieme ai suoi compagni dell'ordine dei Semper Fidelis era pronto a servire, che già stava servendo, Sua Maestà Imperiale Ludwig von Frayner I.
Consegnato il suo fedele cavallo ad uno stalliere, entrò nella celeberrima Cattedrale pronto ad assistere alla cerimonia.

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Abelardo Babj d'Altavilla rode fast from Freiburg up to Strasbourg, since he could not miss the coronation of the Emperor His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner, that emperor who together with his companions of the Order of Semper Fidelis he was ready to serve, that he was already serving.
Not just delivered his faithful horse to a stablelad, he entered in the famous cathedral ready to attend the ceremony.

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Abelardo Babj d'Altavilla ritt schnell von Freiburg nach Straßburg, da er die Krönung des Kaisers Seiner Kaiserlichen Majestät Ludwig von Frayner nicht verpassen könnte , das Kaiser, der zusammen mit seinen Gefährten des Ordens der Semper Fidelis er bereit zu dienen war, dass er schon servierte.
Er lieferte seinen treuen Pferd an einen Stallknecht und trat in der berühmten Kathedrale, bereit an der Zeremonie teilzunehmen.

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Abelardo Babj d'Altavilla avait monté rapide de Fribourg à Strasbourg, car il ne pouvait pas manquer le couronnement de Sa Majesté Impériale Ludwig von Frayner, qu' avec ses compagnons de l'ordre de Semper Fidelis il était prêt à servir, dont il était déjà au service.
Livré son fidèle cheval à un palefrenier, il entra dans la célèbre cathédrale prêt à assister à la cérémonie
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Abelardo Babj d'Altavilla
Conte di Portovenere, Barone di Corniglia, Semper Fidelis

Idril_de_sparte

Idril avait réussi à réserver quelques chambres dans une auberge de Strasbourg pour elle-même et les membres de sa famille.
C'est dans l'une d'elle qu'elle finissait de se préparer.
Dans une chambre à côté sa cousine devait également se préparer et la jeune Baronne ne voulait pas la faire attendre.
Jusqu'au dernier moment elle avait longuement hésiter sur la tenue qu'elle porterait, mais, bien qu'elle n'aimait pas être remarqué et surtout que ses rondeurs soient mises en avant, son choix fût le choix du coeur, tant elle aimait la robe.

Aidé d'une jeune camériste, elle s'habilla et se fit coiffer avant de passer autour de son cou un magnifique collier en perles ou pendait un rubis en forme de coeur.

Une fois prête, elle sortit rejoindre Noellia et ensembles les deux cousines prirent un coche pour se rendre à la Cathédrale.

Arrivées sur place, les deux cousines, la grande blonde et la petite brune, entrèrent dans le bâtiment ou déjà plusieurs personnes se trouvaient, dont certaines connaissances de la Baronne.

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Idril had managed to book several rooms in a hostel Strasbourg for herself and her family.It is in one of them she finished getting ready.In a room next to his cousin also had to prepare the young Baroness and did not want to wait.Until the last moment she had long hesitation on the outfit she would, but that she did not like being noticed and especially that her curves are put forward, his choice was the choice of the heart, as she loved the dress.

Helped a young maid, she dressed and made hair before going around his neck a beautiful pearl necklace and hung a ruby heart-shaped.

Once ready, she went to join Noellia and sets the two cousins took a coach to get to the Cathedral.

Arrived on site, the two cousins, the tall blonde and the brunette, entered the building and already several people were, some knowledge of the Baroness.
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Ghami

On Thursday evening had unlocked the imperial treasure for Salome and Ranian to bring into the cathedral. In the last days the precious pieces had been polished and placed into secured chests.

Early Saturday morning Ghami had started his preparations for the coronation day. He took his clothes and ornaments form his chest and made his way into the cathedral.

At the cathedral Ghami entered the sacristy and greeted the honorable priests.
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Hadrien.marcus

A important day.

The coronation of Ludwig Von Frayner. A historic ceremony. This is very important for the cinq linguistics zones.

He enterred in Cathedral and go in the king zone.
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Johanna

Some days ago Johanna left Frankfurt. They traveled to Mainz and boarded a ship. The time went by and the young woman enjoyed her first travel on a ship. She had been excited and thanked the Viscount and Imperial General Findecano Saralonde Tailleur a lot for taking her with him. She enjoyed his company during the travel. When they reached Strasbourg Johanna was even more excited. As former princess of Mainz she should have been here before to make her vow in front of the emperor. But Fenthick I was already ill when Johanna ruled Mainz. Therefore Jade de Sparte d’Avila and the king of crowns, Ghami, decided that Johanna should write her vow in a letter. So it was the first time that Johanna saw Strasbourg.

Findecano who already been several times in Strasbourg organized a tavern and rooms for both of them and his entourage. While Findecano had a lot of meetings in Strasbourg Johanna started to visit the city on her own. This is one reason that she knows where the Cathedral is in which Ludwig von Frayner should be crowned to the Emperor of the SRING. She had a maid with her. The maid pins up Johannas brown hair. Johanna isn’t used to a maid. She always did those things on her own. But to the coronation she couldn’t go as she was dressed on normal days. When she leaves the inn she wears a green gown which fits her brown hair. A slight cape in a darker green is affixed at her shoulders. Findecano left the inn earlier. He had some duties today. Therefore Johanna is again on her own walking towards the cathedral. But to be honest: she isn’t really alone. There are a lot of other people going to the cathedral too.

She enters the cathedral to find her place. Some arrangements have ensured her a place in the rear of the cathedral. In the front there are the noblemen of the realm. She sits down at her seat and waits for the procession with the Emperor.

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Weston

"Leonardo, how long time?!" he smiled
"Oh, I see you're a guard today and you cannot talk with me I suppose.. so I'll ask just how are you? I heard of the ambuscade.. damned!"
he was worried for him
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Luna_von_nibelungen

Geschmeidig glitt sie vom Pferd, die schwarzen Haare fielen ihr offen bis zur Hüfte.
Den leichten Reisemantel trug sie offen, Schwert und Schild ließ sie am Sattel hängen. Bevor sie den Friesen einem der Stallknechten übergab. Hier in der Kathedrale wäre das ein wohl unpassender Aufzug gewesen. Ihre Augen schweiften über die Anwesenden in der Hoffnung ihren Gatten zu erblicken. Lange hatte sie ihn nicht gesehen während er am Hofe gebraucht wurde und sie mit den Weggefährten das Land bereiste.

Supple she slid from the horse, the black hair fell to her open to the waist.
The light traveling cloak she wore open, sword and shield them hung on the saddle. Before she handed one of the friezes grooms. Here in the Cathedral would have been a good improper lift. Her eyes wandered over the present in the hope her husband to erblicken.Lange had not seen him while he was needed at court and they toured the country with the companions.

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Xbeta

The 1st of June in the year 1461 ~ Straßbourg, Cathedral

The coach of the Count rattled alongside the Cathedral where the lower nobility was about to settle their coaches and horses. As Imperial Ambassador and crown council of the German Kingdom it was his duty to be her today and to swear his oath as Ambassador infront of the Emperor. Wearing a black jerkin and a black trousers he showed his mourn about the early death of his brother. Actually it was not been his purpose to go to this coronation but as Ambassador it was his duty.
Going to the place, that was intended for him, he was with his thoughts anywhere but not here in the cathedral.
The death of his brother just two days ago, did something to him, in which the consequences cannot be seen yet.

Der Erste des Monats Brachet im Jahre 1461 ~ Kathedrale von Straßburg

Die Kutsche des Grafen knatterte, als sie neben die Kathedrale zu der Stelle fuhr wo der Niederadel Kutschen und Pferde unterbringen konnte. Als Kaiserlicher Botschafter und Kronrat des Deutschen Königreiches war es seine Pflicht heute hier zu sein, um seinen Eid als Botschafter vor dem Kaiser zu schwören. Ein schwarzer Wams und eine schwarze Hose waren heute die Kleidung von Beta, mit welcher er seine Trauer um den frühen Tod seines Bruders ausdrückte. Eigentlich wäre er nie heute hierher zu der Krönung gefahren, jedoch musste er dieser Pflicht als Botschafter nachkommen.
Während er zu seinem vorgesehenen Platz ging, waren seine Gedanken ganz woanders als hier in der Kathedrale.
Der frühe Tod seines Bruders hatte etwas in ihm verändert, wo er noch nicht absehen konnte wie weitreichend dies sein würde.

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Salome_

It was early in the morning the young imperial chancellor was nervous. This would be the day, the day all of the imperial staff worked for such a long time. Everything was supposed to be just perfect, but one never knows while so many people attend this important ceremony and the following celebration. In order to not break the rules Salome decided to wear a simple dress but still representing her rang within the Empire and abstained to wear a crown. Her hear was nicely pin up and some pearls were interlaced in her hair. Another dress was already prepared for the ball in the evening. She was not sure when her husband would arrive, she was late herself already but the work within the imperial chancellery was not thinking of getting less only because the emperor was about to get crowned today. It took some time until everything was prepared and Salome was ready to make her way to the cathedral of Strasbourg.
She smiled recognizing a lot of people who were already within the cathedral. Ambassadors, Imperial Councilors, Friends nodding decent to all of those up to greet her she made her way to the rows reserved for the imperial councilors. She preferred to be quiet within the cathedral and to follow the ceremony in order to not look to nervous.
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Prezioso983

The Imperial eagle Prezioso listened intently all the orders that were given and then stood at attention in the place that had been assigned to waiting for the arrival of the Emperor.

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L'aquila Imperiale Prezioso ascoltò con attenzione tutti gli ordini che gli vennero dati e poi si mise sull'attenti nel posto che gli era stato assegnato aspettando l'arrivo dell'Imperatore.
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Lestad

It was the morning of the coronation. Lestad already knew such a ceremony. As Grand Master of the Queen of the German kingdom, he knew enough about such events and the task which he had there. But this time it was different. It was the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire of German Nations. And it was partly due to him to protect a Wahlasé the most powerful person in the world. This had to be movable today. He could not bear his full armor. So he opted for light tanks and chain mail. Moreover, he wore a black surcoat with a golden cloak. The colors of the Empire.
His knights chain and the crown of his fief made his clothes perfectly.

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His squire helped him into the saddle and rode it directly to the castle.

Once there, he circled the Palace Square, interviewed one or the other guard if everything was backed up on the way just in time and took the seat behind the carriage a. The Emperor just came out with Ranian and his wife. Beautifully looked the Empress. If he had to describe it, he would probably choose the words that she looked like a princess from a fairy tale. Besides her husband of his office according to Majestic and full of pride.

Lestad nodded to his general Ranian and signaled that everything was in order. Then he followed the convoy, so close to the carriage of the emperor as humanly possible to intervene immediately in case something should happen.

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Es war der Morgen der Krönung. Lestad kannte solche Zeremonie bereits. Als Hochmeister der Königin des deutschen Königreiches kannte er solche Anlässe zu genüge und die Aufgabe, welche er da hatte. Doch dieses mal war es anders. Es war der Kaiser des heiligen römischen Reiches deutscher Nationen. Und es lag unter anderem an ihm, einem Wahlasé die mächtigste Person der Welt zu schützen. Dafür musste er heute Beweglich sein. Er konnte nicht seine Vollrüstung tragen. So entschied er sich für leichte Panzer und Kettenhemd. Darüber trug er einen schwarzen Wappenrock mit goldenem Umhang. Die Farben des Kaiserreiches.
Seine Ritterkette und die Krone seines Lehens machten seine Kleidung perfekt.

Sein Knappe half ihm in den Sattel und so ritt er direkt zum Schloss.

Dort angekommen umrundete er den Schlossplatz, befragte den ein oder anderen Wachmann ob alles auf dem Weg gesichert sei und nahm gerade rechtzeitig den Platz hinter der Kutsche ein. Der Kaiser kam gerade mit Ranian und seiner Frau heraus. Wunderschön sah die Kaiserin aus. Wenn er sie beschreiben müsste, so würde er wohl die Worte wählen, dass sie wie eine Prinzessin aus einem Märchen aussah. Daneben ihr Mann. Majestätisch seines Amtes entsprechend und voller Stolz.

Lestad nickte seinem General Ranian zu und signalisierte damit, dass alles in Ordnung sei. Danach folgte er dem Tross, so dicht an der Kutsche des Kaisers wie nur irgend möglich um sofort einzugreifen, falls etwas geschehen sollte.
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Ayvlys

Viscountess of Scansano and Lady of Cupi arrived in Strasbourg just in time for the start of the coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I.
The carriage ride was long and tiring but managed to find accommodation for herself, the maid of honor, the coachman and horses.

The awakening that morning was pleasant, she dressed in the best and, after a brief and interesting visit to the city, she entered the Cathedral to pay homage to her Emperor.
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Viscontessa di Scansano || Signora di Cupi

Kratos22

Kratos22 was escorting the General Margab to attend the coronation ceremony.

He entered the Cathedral paused for a brief prayer and waited for the start of the ceremony.
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Egal

Greetings, my Brothers and Sisters, I'm glad You accepted to be here to concelebrate such an event! said His Eminence to his colleagues under the Aristotelian Church

We'll have to wait for His Eminence Borgia and His Excellency von Frayner-Embussy, then we'll have to get dressed to welcome the Emperor when he'll arrive to the Cathedral... added the Primate
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Lglvh

Je fronce les soucils en voyant les autres gardes arrivés..Mais ils se croient ou là ?

Depuis notre changement de statut, Nous, les escorteurs, passions notre temps auprès de leurs Altesses afin d’assurer leur protection. Nous y mettions tout nos moyens et notre énergie a leur service, chose qui était de loin pas facile vu le passif de la plupart d’entre nous. Nous n’allions pas nous laisser evinscer par une donzelle..trop autoritaire, comme de vulgaires chiens pouilleux, alors là elle se fourrait le doigt dans l’œil.

Les ordres de l’empereur et du capitaine étaient clairs, trois pas à proximité et je comptais bien maintenir cela, surtout qu’aucun contrordre n’avait été donné.

Un signe de tète a Lorenzo et je me placais devant la porte,aux côtés de mon cousin, empêchant ainsi toute entrée et toute sortie, ma main droite caressant le manche de ma dague, un rictus des mauvais jours au coin des lèvres..Fallait pas me chercher, un roux borgne ca n’a pas bon caractère

I frown eyerbrowse when others guards arrived.. But where do they imagine to be ?
Since our change of status, We, Imperial Escort, spent all our time with their Highnesses to assure their protection. We put all our means and our energy in their service, thing which wasn't easy with the liabilities of most of us. We will not allow a too much authoritarian girl to evincer us, as vulgar flea-ridden dogs, if she believes it she has the finger in the eye.
The orders of the emperor and the captain were clear, three step from him and I wanted to maintain it, especially that no counter-order had been given.
A sign of head to Lorenzo and I came in front of the door, beside my cousin, so preventing any entrance.
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Tacuma

The embrace of the beloved niece Pippa took him by surprise.
He looked at her carefully
trying to find in her eyes the memory of the past ...
and as always he saw it
As always the smile of Philippa was clouded by a small vein of pain.

He whispered slowly
I love you, but go, go, Philippa, go to your place.
After we can speak
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Yiala

Yiala walks next to Niek down the aisle of a cathedral.
She was impressed about the cathedral itself and she realizes that this was the first time she was in a cathedral like this.

She finds it a great honor to be here with her husband.
Her first thought when he said that they should go to the coronation of the Holy Emperor was that she was not the right person for this and when she looks around,
she felt like she was a farmer between nobility.
Luckily she sees a couple of dutch people and she smiles.

Then she sits down next to Niek and waits till the ceremony started.

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Hoofdmentor van Leiden, Hoofd-veldwachter Leiden,Lid Leidense stadsraad*Officier orde van Verdienste*

Imladris

The Imperial count of Rochefort and the Franc Count was present. He came for the ceremony as soon as possible after his election as Count of Franche-Comté.
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Imperial count of Rochefort
Count of Voiteur
Lord of Charency

Le_g.

May be the Imperial Ranian forgotten about the Imperial Escort ?

May be... or not... The Captain of the Imperial Escort write a note and give it to Ludwig.

Sir, Your Highness, I won't stand this more longer. This woman does not have any respect for the Imperial Escort.

Standing by the door of the Imperial appartments, He doesn't allow Ranian's & Co to do what they want, using his arms and his sword in his hand, ready to show this girl who hi is and what he is able to do, asking for the Escorters to keep Ludwig and Liz indoors.

I think, Donà Ranian, we need to talk !

Upset ? Do you think so ? Yes ! Of course he is upset ! He gave everything for this job, and this woman does as if he was no more than dust !

Peut être que l'impériale Ranian Impérial a oublié l'Escorte Impériale ?

Peut être ... ou non... Le Capitaine de l'Escorte Impériale écrit une note et le donne à Ludwig.

Votre Altesse, je ne supporterai pas plus plus long. Cette femme n'a pas de respect de l'Escorte Impériale.

En étant debout par la porte d'appartements Impériaaux, Il ne permet pas à Ranian et Co de faire ce qu'ils veulent, utilisant ses armes et son épée dans sa main, prête à montrer cette fille qui il et ce qu'il peut faire, demandant aux Escorteurs pour garder Ludwig et Liz à l'intérieur.

Je pense, Donà Ranian, nous devons parler!

Fâché ? Pensez-vous ainsi ? Oui! Bien sûr il est furieux ! Il a donné tout pour ce travail et cette femme fait comme s'il était pas plus que la poussière!

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Niekhzm

Niekhzm walks down the aisle of a cathedral with his wife next to him.

In the past couple of days he traveled from Leiden to Straßbourg. There was a lot of work to be done in Holland but he can not be absent at the coronation of his holy Emperor.

In the cathedral he see Karanda en Petrus. Both important persons in Holland. He wave at them and take a seat and wait till the coronation started[/i]

Pippa

She hears the sounds of the people, excited waiting for their new Emperor when she rides in the carriage through the streets of Strasbourg. A soft smile
enters her faces, memories passing by. With a little hesitation she looks out of the window, sometimes giving a shy wave to the people standing in lines to watch.

It took one more turn before the church was in sight and again this time it impressed her. With a little node she gives respect to the builders of all those years,
to make such a magnificent building.
The carriage stops she gets out on her own, looks at her dress, feels her hair, takes a deep breath and when she is convinced everything is well, she enters
the church. The path to her chair is long and on her way she is happy to see familiar faces who she greats with a node and a friendly smile.
In the front are the chairs with the cardinals and a face lights up when she sees her Zio. It is maybe not the way she must behave, but that is not in her mind.
With fast steps is she at his chair and hugs him, showing her love. After whispering some gentle words to him and her hand softy on his arms, she continues
to her chair. This time alone.
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Jospin81

Leonardo era presente in Cattedrale non in qualità di Ambasciatore Imperiale, bensì come Aquila (soldato) Imperatoris. Fu molto sorpreso nel vedere il suo conterraneo Antonio Barberini presente nella cerimonia. Vide che gli stava venendo incontro, così con un cenno del capo lo salutò e gli sorrise. Stando in guardia ai lati della porta, non poteva permettersi distrazioni come chiacchiere o allontanamento dalla sua postazione...

Leonardo was present in the Cathedral not as imperial ambassador, but as Aquila (soldier) Imperatoris. He was very surprised to see his countryman Antonio Barberini present in the ceremony. He saw that he was coming to meet, so with a nod greeted and smiled him. Being on guard beside the door,, he could not afford distractions such as chatting or removal from his position ...
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Gabrielle_montoisy

Noéllia se préparait dans sa chambre à l’auberge. Elle avait prit un soin particulier à son apparence physique ce matin-là. Elle s’était lavée à peine levée, avait rajouté quelques gouttes d’eau de Rose dans son bain. Elle avait ensuite peigné doucement ses longs cheveux blonds après les avoir séché. Elle avait ensuite enfilé sa robe aux brocarts d’or. La Fiole bohème avait illuminé son beau visage de quelques touches légères de maquillage. Elle se plut ainsi et mit ses délicates chaussures. Il était bientôt temps de partir.

Elle descendit après avoir enfilé sa capeline. Elle attendit sa cousine et ensemble, elle sortit, montant dans le coche qui se présentait à elles. Elle s’assit, souriant. Le coche s’ébranla et se mit en route. Cela ne lui parut qu’un instant, et elles arrivèrent au lieu de Couronnement. Strasbourg était magnifique, et l’événement qui allait suivre promettait d’être somptueux.

Elle sortit et sentit un frémissement d’excitation en elle. Puis, elle se sentit un brin gêné devant les tenues de certain. Tous étaient magnifiquement habillés. Elle se sentait petite. Elle n’avait pas encore l’habitude. Cela n’avait rien à voir évidemment avec les bals de Capitales. Elle était néanmoins près de sa cousine, et ainsi, elle se sentait moins vulnérable.

Fière, elle avança, un sourire léger et doux aux lèvres qui sublimait son visage. Des bruits étouffés résonnaient dans la Cathédrale. Tout allait presque commencer…

Noéllia got ready in her room at the inn. She had took a particular care in her physical appearance this morning. She had washed herself, immediately awake, had added some Rose's drops in her bath. She had brushed her long blond hair after having dried them. She had then threaded her dress with golden brocades. The bohemian Fiole had illuminated the beautiful face of some light touches of make-up. She pleased herself this way and put her delicate shoes. It was soon time to leave.

She came down having threaded her cape. She waited for her cousin and together, they went out, rising in the coach which appeared at them. She sat down, smiling. The coach moved off and set off. It appeared to her only one moment, and they arrived at the Cathedral for the Crowning. Strasbourg was magnificent, and the event which was going to follow promised to be luxurious.

She went out and felt a shiver of excitement in her. Then, she felt a stalk hampered in front of the dresses of some. All were splendidly dressed. She felt small. She was not still used. It had nothing to do obviously with the bals in those french Capitals. She was nevertheless near her cousin, and so, she felt less vulnerable.

Proud, she moved forward, a light and soft smile with the lips which sublimated her face. Suffocated noises resounded in the Cathedral. Everything was almost going to begin …

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Ranian

"Drive Us to the Cathedral."

The order had come, the Heights were ready to leave. The four captains, Bloop, Elektra, Lestad and Findecano are positioned one opposite each other while protecting the Emperor and Empress to the cab, where the Coachman had already opened the door and made them climb, once they were safe inside the cab the captains came on their steeds and positioned on the sides of it, before there was general Ranian, while other guards placed behind closing and protecting the procession.
Gear pitch horses began to move out from the Imperial Palace, the Group was greeted by screams and applause of the people who were shouting joyful Emperor, many waved white handkerchiefs in greeting for the cab, prendevan mothers on their children to make sure they could see that awaited passage. Ranian and his Captains with watchful eyes you ensured that all were well and that nothing disturb this moment
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Liz_von_frayner

[Dans les appartements de l’Impératrice – Palais de Strasbourg]

Mais tirez, voyons ! Tirez encore ! Comment croyez-vous que je vais entrer dans ma robe si ces lacets ne sont pas suffisamment serrés?

Accrochée fermement des deux mains au pilier qui soutenait le baldaquin de son lit, elle houspillait sa camériste, tentait de retenir son souffle pour gagner le petit centimètre nécessaire à la parfaite tenue de corset, tout en maudissant Gabryelle et ses brioches bien trop tentantes auxquelles elle ne résistait pas.

Et cela aurait été faire injure au talent de la Grand-Maître de la Garde-robe Impériale, la Duchesse Cassandre Louna, si les plis de la splendeur qu’elle avait sorti de son atelier ne devaient pas tomber à la perfection.

Car la robe était à la hauteur de l’évènement et du sentiment de grande fierté qui animait l’Impératrice ce matin-là. Que de chemin parcouru durant les années qui avaient précédé ce jour mémorable lors duquel son époux serait officiellement sacré Empereur, chose qu’elle n’aurait jamais imaginé ou espéré, même dans ses rêves les plus fous. Des années faites de travail, de luttes parfois, de déceptions souvent, mais aussi de réussites, de petites et grandes joies, le tout couronné par trois cadeaux du Ciel, trois superbes enfants, nés de l’amour ineffable liant leurs parents.

Mais le pire combat, c’est maintenant qu’elle devait le livrer quotidiennement. Contre les heures et les jours qui passaient trop vite. Bien trop vite. Et qui faisait qu’elle devait se contenter des (trop) rares moments que son époux pouvait lui accorder, entre deux réunions avec les Conseillers Impériaux ou hauts dignitaires. Compréhensive le plus souvent, elle contenait son impatience, taisait parfois ses propres petits soucis bien insignifiants face à l’immense tâche de son époux, mais maudissait intérieurement tous ceux qui venaient immanquablement, en rangs serrés, frapper à la porte du grand bureau impérial.

Aie ! C’est sur les lacets de mon corset qu’il fallait tirer, pas sur mes cheveux maintenant ! Et puis ce chignon est affreux, beaucoup trop haut et étroit !

D’un brusque mouvement de la tête, elle fit dégringoler le lourd édifice de boucles brunes sur ses épaules, agacée.

Recommencez et appliquez-vous, je n’ai pas toute la journée !

[Enfin, après divers essais infructueux de la camériste]

Surtout, ne touchez plus à rien, c’est parfait !

Le diadème de rubis et or ayant été finalement trouvé sa place sans qu’une seule boucle du chignon ne fut dérangée, le moment délicat de revêtir la robe était venu. En gestes lents et précautionneux, veillant à ne pas en abîmer un seul fil d’or, elle se glissa dans le vêtement se faisant aider par la camériste. Parfaitement seyant, il fut complété par un collier et un anneau accordé avec le diadème. Une goutte d’eau de rose, un dernier regard dans la psychée et..

Faites prévenir l’Empereur que son épouse est prête à se rendre à la Cathédrale. Elle le rejoindra près du carrosse.

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[In the apartments of the Empress - Palace of Strasbourg]

Pull! Still pull! How do you think that I am going to enter my dress if these laces are not enough tightened?

Hung on firmly both hands on the pillar which supported the canopy of its bed, she scolded her chambermaid, tried to hold her breath to gain the small centimeter necessary for the perfect holding of her corset, while cursing Gabryelle and her irresistible cakes.

And it would have been an offense to the talent of Grand Master of the Imperial Wardrobe, Duchess Cassandre Louna, if the folds of the magnificent robe that she had taken out of her workshop did not fall perfectly.

Because the dress was up to the event and to the feeling of big pride which led the Empress on that morning, thinking of the years which had preceded this memorable day which her husband would be officially crowned Emperor, thing she would never have imagined or hoped, even in her most crazy dreams. Years made by work, by fights sometimes, by disappointments often, but also by success, by small and big enjoyments, the whole crowned by three presents, three magnificent children, arisen from the undestructible love binding their parents.

But the worst fight she had to deliver daily was against the time. Against hours and days which passed too fast. Much too fast. And which made that she had to content herself with (too ) rare moments which her husband could grant her, between two meetings with the Imperial Councillors or high dignitaries. Mostly comprehensive, she contained her impatience, sometimes kept silent her own small and very insignificant concerns in front of the task of her husband, but cursed inside all those who came inevitably, in a row, to knock at the door of the big imperial office.

Ouch! It is on the laces of my corset which it was necessary to pull, not on my hair! And this bun is hideous, far too high and narrow!

Of a sudden movement of the head, she made fall down the heavy building of her brown and long hair on her shoulders, annoyed.

Go on and try again, I won’t wait the whole day !

[ Finally, after diverse fruitless attempts of the chambermaid]

Now it's perfect!

The diadem made of ruby and gold now having finally found its place without distrubing the bun, the delicate moment to take on the dress had come. In slow and careful gestures, watching not to damage a single golden thread, she skipped into the garment being helped by the chambermaid. Perfectly fitting, it was completed by a necklace and a ring accorded to the diadem. A droplet of perfume, a last look in the mirror and..

Make the Emperor know that his wife is ready to go to the Cathedral. She will join him at the coach.
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Karanda

Karanda de Mérode de Ligne had left the inn where she resided early this morning. She had stayed there with the other delegates of the county of Holland, however her appearance in the Cathedral would be as a member of the Church. Lately she been more and more in doubt whether she still was the right representative. Her predecessors had been great men. The holy Sjnoel, monsignor Sonho, and father Leopold who had even been a Cardinal in his glory days. She felt unfit to step into their footsteps. The difficulty was that there were little others left.

For her the Church had been a path which she had taken by little more then coincidence. Had her husband still been alive or had her daughter Mathildis not gone missing while she was still little, then who knew what her place in life would be today? She struggled to balance out the love for her children with their own difficult choices with her duties to the Church. Not to think of her own temptations who tried to lure her from the path which she had been following such a long period of time. She missed to sign of Jah, the calming feeling which his love had given her in the past. She had felt nervous by the events in Holland, not knowing what to expect. What life would throw at her next. Ever since she had woke up from the coma she had been in, her existence had been filled with surprises. Some good, others well, not so much. She tried to ban these thoughts from her mind. The unrest, the personal problems, the rumours about a new uprising, the tense relations in Holland. Today had to be a joyful event. First the coronation and afterwards the joust in which her co-council lady Winterstorm van den Kasteele would present herself as her champion.

As she walks on the stairs of the Cathedral she tries to forget these thoughts and focus on the ceremony at hand. Her hand softly follows the fabric of her robe, smoothening some imaginary folds. It was the first time she would have to act as Vice-Primate, and in all honesty she would give half her county to be somewhere else. However ceremonies such as these were one of the responsibilities which came with the office and she would just have to pass them trough with dignity and pride. So she greets the other Vice-Primats, the Primate and other dignitaries with a little forced enthusiasm and makes sure to keep an eye on the Primate for further instructions.
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Ludwig_von_frayner

[Emperor of Light - Imperial Palace of Strasbourg - Saturday morning]

There are destinies we do not choose. There are destinies imposed to mortals. Becoming Emperor, was not a choice. Becoming Emperor was His destiny. For some reasons He did not know, such reasons that are simply ignored by men, God had chosen Him to lead this glorious nation. Overwhelmed with duties and responsibilities since his election was declared, he had to rule the largest and greatest territory in Europe, compound of diverse cultures and traditions, but gathered around the same history, forged with the blood of the bravest heroes. Every decision, every word, binded the future of thousands of men and women. In his hands, thousands of fragile lives, which were given to him. For all those people, he was their father, their sovereign.

From the day of his election, Ludwig von Frayner didn't sleep anymore ; spending most of his time in the halls of the Imperial Council, the Council of War, and in the Throne Room, moving on tributes, oaths and meetings. Days took off to a crazy speed. He lost all sense of time, living a tiring life. Privileges represented regrettably few things, given his permanent concerns. He lived for the Empire. Ludwig did not exist as a person, as a man: from morning to night, from one end to the other of the known world, it was the Emperor, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. He was a office, a crown, an image, a symbol. The Imperial Palace in Strasbourg lived in the sound of his cane, resounding on stone floors.

A new day dawned on the imperial capital, bearns of the sun darting the stained-glass windows of the Palace, flooding the office of the Emperor of a lowing light. As usual, He had worked all night, and had retired to the room to answer to letters sent to him. However, this day was the one of his coronation. He knew that. The whole town knew it, since from the dawsn, all churches' bells rang in Strasbourg briskly. The whole palace knew it, as all the servants fussed to prepare the princely dresses, and the various events in place. All the city, and all the palace, were in emotion. The imperial flags fluttered proudly.

Finally, he agreed to leave his office. After several hours of a relentless fight, in the hands of his squires, domestics, and on the advice of the Grand Master of the Imperial Guard Robe, we succeeded in dressing the Emperor of a majestic and unequalled dress, symbol of the greatness of the Empire. Leaning on his cane, he lowered the staircase to find his wife, who was waiting there, beautiful. He hardly needed to compliment her : she could read his pride in his eyes. Arms sealed, they got into the carriage. And orders were given to his captains.

"Drive Us to the Cathedral."

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[Empereur de Lumière - Palais Impérial de Strasbourg - Samedi matin]

Il est des destins qu'on ne choisit pas. Il est des destins qui s'imposent aux mortels. Devenir Empereur, n'était pas un choix. Devenir Empereur était une fatalité. Pour des raisons qu'il ne connaissait pas, des raisons qui sont tout bonnement ignorées par les hommes, Dieu l'avait choisi Lui pour guider cette Glorieuse Nation. Accablé de devoirs et de responsabilités depuis son élection, il lui appartenait à présent de diriger le territoire le plus vaste d'Europe, composé de cultures et de traditions diverses, mais d'une même histoire, forgée dans le sang des héros les plus braves. Chacune de ses décisions, chacun de ses mots, engageaient aujourd'hui l'avenir de milliers d'hommes et de femmes. Entre ses mains, des vies fragiles, qui s'étaient offertes à lui. Il avait pour eux, de grands projets.

Depuis le jour de son élection, Ludwig von Frayner ne dormait pas, ou plus. Il passait le plus clair de son temps dans les salles du Conseil Impérial, du Conseil de Guerre, et dans la Salle du Trône, enchaînant les hommages, les serments, les réunions. Les jours filaient à une vitesse folle. Il avait perdu toute notion du temps, menant une vie harassante. Les privilèges représentaient hélas peu de choses, au regard des soucis permanents qui étaient à présent les siens. Il vivait pour l'Empire. Ludwig n'existait plus en tant que personne, en tant qu'homme : du matin jusqu'au soir, d'un bout à l'autre du monde connu, il était l'Empereur : l'Empereur du Saint Empire Romain Germanique. Il était une fonction, une couronne, une image, un symbole. Le palais impérial de Strasbourg vivait au son de sa canne, résonnant sur les carreaux.

Un nouveau jour se levait sur la capitale impériale ; les rayons du soleil dardant les vitraux du Palais, inondant le bureau de l'Empereur d'une lueur faiblarde. Comme à son habitude, il avait travaillé toute la nuit, et s'était retiré dans cette pièce, pour répondre aux lettres qu'on lui envoyait. Cependant, ce jour était celui de son couronnement. Il le savait. Toute la ville le savait, puisque depuis l'aube, les cloches des églises strasbourgeoises sonnaient à tambour battant. Tout le palais le savait, puisque tous les domestiques s'affairaient à préparer les tenues princières, et les divers événements en place. Toute la ville, et tout le palais étaient en émoi. Les drapeaux impériaux flottaient fièrement.

Finalement, Il consentit à quitter son bureau. Après plusieurs heures d'un combat acharné, dans les mains de se ses écuyers, domestiques, et sur les conseils de la Grand Maître de la Garde Robe Impériale, on parvint à habiller l'Empereur d'une tenue majestueuse et inégalée, symbole de la grandeur de l'Empire. Appuyé sur sa canne, il descendit l'escalier, pour retrouver son épouse, qui l'attendait là, magnifique. Il n'eut guère besoin de la complimenter : elle pouvait lire sa fierté dans son regard. Bras joints, ils montèrent dans le carrosse. Et les ordres furent donnés à ses capitaines.

« Nous pouvons faire route vers la Cathédrale. »
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Margab

La Cattedrale era piena di gente arrivata da ogni parte d'Europa...
Margab era arrivato con una piccola delegazione da Friburgo...dove aveva lasciato la sua armata...
Il Generale salutò alcuni amici e poi si preparò all'inizio della cerimonia..

La cathédrale était pleine de gens venus de toute l'Europe....
Margab était arrivé avec une petite délégation de Freiburg.... où il avait laissé son armée....
Le Général salua quelques amis, puis se prépara au début de la cérémonie....
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Nabila

Francesca Sofia, as Imperial Vice-Chancellor arrived in the Cathedral and took her place near the others ambassadors to be part of the Coronation cerimony.
While she was going to sit, she had occasion to see different people that she knew like her sister Violante, the Chancellor Salome, Tiax and Sarah. Both there for the same reason.
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Cavaliere dell' Ordo Equitum Immortalium

Weston

He got off and aided the girl.
They admired the cathedral meanwhile the carriage sent away.. so majestic!
Many statues representing several Saints looked people down.. somebody adorned the arcs with flowers and drapes and a long red carpet was stretched.
Many children palyed with rose petals that they had to hurl to the foot of the Emperor when he arrived.
"Great!" it was his word of stupor
"Have you ever been here?"
"Yes.. sometimes: my father buy food by a dealer who work there" and she indicate a shop situated near the church
"All that nobles.."
"Sure.. they're from all parts of the Empire.. look there: the Doge of Genoa Della Rovere.. The Imperial Count Richard of Hauteville, our old Lord of Florence.."
he search some known face
"Ohh.. and Sir Leonardo Della Torre Borgia.. Florentine too..he's an Imperial Ambassador. I fought with him in Suisse"
"Ohh.. "
"and.. the Marquis Margab from Genoa.. but.. let me talk with my friend Leonardo: I heard that he was a victim of an ambush recently"
and they walked to meet him
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Comyr

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Elendra

FRANÇAIS

ENGLISH

Petrus_antonius

Eriti

Se la gente ti critica lo fa per due motivi: o non sa come impiegare il tempo o vorrebbe essere dannatamente come te.

Sarah_elisabeth

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Laella

Sire_ares

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Willhelm_von_und_zu

Willhelm entdeckte seinen alten Freund Arezus und winkte Ihm über die Menschen hinweg zu

Willhelm regognised his old friend Arezus and waved to him across the people
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Arezus

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Tiax

Chris_von_antwerp

Lglvh

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Lisergica

Lisergica, Sindaco di Alessandria

Julia_farnese

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Willhelm_von_und_zu

Willhelm hatte es endlich geschafft, die Reise war zwar lang aber mit Julia an seiner Seite war die Zeit nur so vorbeigeflogen. Er entstieg der Kutsche und half Julia ebenfalls auszusteigen. Als nächstes hielt er ausschau nach "seinen" Silberlöwen.

Willhelm had at last arrived, the journey was long but with Julia at his this side the time seemed to have flown by. He got out of his vehicle und helpd Julia to do the same. Next he looked around for "his" Silberlöwen.
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Desmerlinssohn

Anubi71

The day had come, weeks ago, Richard had received an official invitation to attend the coronation of the Emperor, where he would willingly and with renewed confidence, given his oath of allegiance.

The city streets were festively decorated and formed the crowd thronging the streets where the procession would pass, Riccardo following the path came to the Cathedral, we went and waited along with other dignitaries that everything began.

Il giorno era giunto, settimane addietro Riccardo aveva ricevuto l'invito ufficiale per presenziare all'incoronazione dell'Imperatore, ove avrebbe di buon grado e con rinnovata fiducia, prestato il suo giuramento di fedeltà.

Le vie della città erano addobbate a festa e la folla formava gremiva le strade ove sarebbe passato il corteo, Riccardo seguendo il percorso giunse alla Cattedrale, vi entrò ed attese insieme agli altri dignitari che tutto iniziasse.
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Maddel

The day has come, and Maddel arrived at the cathedral. There was still some time, so entered and stood still in admiration and took a moment to praise the lord. A moment later he took his seat to wait for what will come.

Jospin81

Once again, Leonardo had been called to his duty of Aquila Imperatoris. He went to the location that had been assigned by Imperial Marshal Ranian, on the sides of the door of the Cathedral. From that position he was with his eyes open to make sure there wasn't no strange movement and no danger.
He gripped the hilt of the sword he had at his side and saw all the dignitaries of the SRING who gradually enter in the cathedral...
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Magda35

Magda arrivò alla cattedrale con le altre aquile, oggi era un giorno molto importante...

L'incoronazione del suo Imperatore "Ludwig von Frayner I"

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Magda came to the cathedral with the other eagles, today was a very important day ...

The coronation of his Emperor "Ludwig von Frayner I"
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Le_g.

Des jours qu'il attendait un uniforme, et on lui avait dit qu'il fallait deux mois pour en avoir un... Des jours qu'il attendait qu'on lui dise ce qu'il aurait à faire, et il n'avait eu aucune information. Alors il avait prévenu, il ferait à sa manière. prenant le plan, il poste les Escorteurs. Tant pis si la Garde Impériale est pas d'accord, il aurait peut-être fallu un minimum de communication, pas faute d'avoir essayé. Lui, il devait s'assurer de la sécurité de la famille impériale, et il n'accepterait aucunement qu'on vienne l'emmerder dans cette mission.

Il informe alors les escorteurs, et en particulier, les lieutenants.

Dédé, avec Gab, tu prendras cet angle, Lest, avec Lorenzo, celui en face. Vous serez derrière les deux piliers qui se trouvent là, avec vue sur le couple impérial, mais n'oubliez pas de regarder dans votre dos. Elo et Tibère, vous prendrez l'angle derrière l'impératrice, et avec Nicolas, je prends celui derrière Son Altesse. Dernière chose, on reste à trois pas de leurs Altesses. Les autres, dans la salle, mêlez-vous à la foule, et pas d'esclandre. Vous pourriez entendre des choses qui ne vous plaisent pas, mais je ne veux pas de réactions vives. Vous m'en informez, et vous laissez pisser. On n'est pas dans un bouge, mais à la Cour Impérial, alors on reste de marbre, on se tient à carreau, on observe. Si vous voyez quelque chose qui pourrait compromettre la sécurité, vous me le faites savoir, aussi discrètement que possible. Vous savez comment utiliser vos lames si besoin, mais pas de bain de sang si on peut éviter. Vous menez les perturbateurs à l'écart, et on s'en occupera plus tard. Des questions ?

Comme il ne semble pas y en avoir, chacun sachant ce qu'il a à faire, ils retournent près de la famille impériale, ils prendront place lorsque le couple arrivera. Au passage, il regarde son fils, et lui murmure deux trois mots au sujet de la princesse Luisa qu'il ne devra pas lâcher du regard, mais sans s'approcher de trop près, puis va informer Leurs Altesses.

Vos Altesses, tout est prêt de notre côté.

Puis, avec Dédé, Lest et Elo, il se place près de la porte des appartements de leurs Altesses, les laissant finir de se préparer.

Days when he waited for a uniform, and we had said to him that it was necessary two months to have one of it... Days when he waited that we say to him what he would have to make, and he had no information. Then he had warned, he would make for hisway. Taking the plan, he posts Escort ships. Too bad if the Imperial guard is not all right, would maybe have be needed a minimum of communication, not for lack of having tried. He had to make sure of the safety of the imperial family, and he would accept not at all that we come to annoy him in this mission.

He informs then escort ships, and in particular, Lieutenant.

Dédé, with Gab, you will take this angle, Lest', with Lorenzo, that opposite. You will be behind both pillars which are there, with a view of the imperial couple, but do not forget to look in your back. Elo and Tibère, you will take the angle behind the empress, and with Elo, I take that behind His Highness. Last thing, we stay in three steps of their Highnesses. Others, in the room, get involved to the crowd, and no scene. You could hear things which do not please you, but I do not want lively reactions. You inform me about it, and you let piss. We are not in a shanty, but to the Court Impérial, then we stay stone-faced, we stick to the rules, we observe. If you see something who could compromise the security, you let it to me know as discreetly as possible. You know how to use your blades if need, but no blood bath if we can avoid. You lead the troublemakers aside, and we shall take care of it later. Questions?

As there does not seem be it, each knowing what he has to make, they return near the imperial family, they will take a seat(take place) when the couple will arrive. In the passage, he looks at his son, and murmurs him two three words about princess Luisa that he will not have to release some look, but without approaching too closely, then is going to inform Their Highnesses.

Your Highnesses, everything is ready from on our side.

Then, with Dédé, Ballast and Elo, he takes place near the door of the apartments of their Highnesses, letting them stop getting ready.

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Zeiss

The day of the coronation of the emperor has finally come.Zeiss took his orders from the General Ranian,and he silently went to the door and stood behind it,ready to unsheathe his sword,ready to beat every single man who would hurt the emperor.

His pale eyes wide open,he guarded the cathedral's door.
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Vitello

It was June 1.
On the day of the Coronation had arrived.
Ciolek with his wife Ruby could not miss: they had to and wanted to witness the love and happiness he felt the people of Genoa for their beloved Emperor.
Finally the Sacrum Imperium Romanorum Nationis Germanicæ had a great emperor, an emperor at the height of the people that he ruled and represented.
They would not have missed the ceremony for anything in the world, in fact they had left in the company of some of the children in advance from Genoa to arrive in time to Strasbourg.
Once in the cab, the Doge of Genoa and his wife Baroness entered the Cathedral.
The decorations were beautiful and the cathedral had never been so bright and sleek.
Everything was perfect, the Imperial Chancellor had done a great job and everything was organized to the smallest detail.
To welcome them found the Imperial guards deployed while the Cathedral began to be populated.
Slightly ahead of them had seen the President of the Diet that greeted her husband was going to sit in the area reserved for the Imperial Counsellors.
Proceeded in the central aisle arm in arm with his wife until such time as she greeted after having sat in the area reserved for nobles, while that reserved for him in the Principles.
And after a few minutes would begin the ceremony.
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Findecano

Findecano had left the Principality of Mainz and its capital some days earlier. There were still some preparations to be made, so he was expected a few days ahead of the coronation itself. Johanna, the former princess of Mainz, Findecano and some others left the harbour on a ship that would bring them to the Imperial Capital. Luckily, they had quite some room on the ship as he had a lot to take with him. His best clothes for the ball, his armour and weaponry for his duty at the coronation, equipment for the hunt and a lot of things for the joust. One could not imagine how much a nobleman would need for these kind of events. Some of these things had to come all the way from Dordrecht, but he always preferred his own materials.

The journey from Mainz to Strasbourg was completed without any problems or delays, not much like his recent voyage from Holland to the principality where he now served in defence of the realm as General of the Empire. During the nights, their ships docked in the harbours of small and somewhat bigger villages along the river where they would stay in the local inn. He had been in good company on this voyage and it was a pleasure to have some time off, not having to patrol the countryside of Frankfurt or Aschaffenburg. He also looked forward to the ceremony of the coronation itself and the joust, hunt and ball afterwards. It promised to become quite an adventure.

On Thursday and Friday he had met with the Imperial Marshal and the other captains of the Aquilae Imperatoris several times to discuss the last points and now everything was finished.

On the morning of June the 1st he entered the Imperial Palace to find the Marshal, fully dressed in his ceremonial clothing and armour, ready for the day to come...
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[~*~] Je vivroie liement, douce creature, se vous savies vraiement qu'en vous fust parfaitement ma cure [~*~]

Weston

1st of June

The sun rose and illuminated the room of the knight.
Somebody knocked
"Mmm. what a..?"
He mumbled something but nobody know what exactly..he doesn't even know.
Bored, he got up and walked to the door with closed eyes
"Yeah?"
A female voice "Sir, it's morning! I've brought the breakfast"
He opened the door and a beautiful girl smiled
"Oh.. emm.. good morning Madame! Please, enter and place the tray on the table there"
he looked her whle she passed near him issuing a soft perfume
"Who are you?"
"I'm Charlotte, my lord.. the daughter of the inn keeper"
"The money keeper" he thought angry
"Your lord? Why no? But I'm just Lord of a little village..and it's not so beautiful like you"
"Sir.. don't say this" and she blushed
He smiled "So, has your father sent?"
"Oh no. He's gone to Strasbourg.. for the coronation. You are here for this I suppose"
"What a little sagacious girl.. yes, I'm here for the ceremony and.. the joust"
"[color=indigo]Really? ohh.. what a pity: I must stay here"
"Who said?"
"My father, obvious"
"And... who is your father?"
"Who? you met last night"
"Yes yes but.. who is him?"
"Renoir De La Fontaine"
"So.. an usurer and nothing else. Contrary to, I'm Antonio Barberini, Lord of Montefegatesi, and i say you must leave this inn today and follow me all time"

So, they leased a carriage and arrived in the city, in front of the cathedral
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Nienke

Nienke was asked to help to protect the imperial treasury, it was a long trip to the Cathedral of Strasbourg but she had not mind making it. General Ranian told her and the other guards where they had to be. She takes her place at the side of the theca, keeping a watchful eye.
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Elektra.

The day before, reunited by the general Ranian, captains had verified the places and positions of each of their men at the heart of the cathedral where will effect the coronation.
The escort of the Emperor and his suite was also carefully prepared. The Blades ODL were ready and the Grand Master was proud of each of them.

The next day, each began his task, the impeccable uniform, the sword in his side.

The knight Elektra d'Acoma came to greet the General.

General Ranian! My respects! I hope that everything will be alright.

Her eyes ran over the persons present to check who she knew or not.
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Grand Maitre de l'ODL , Chevalier Imperial de Colmar

--Roleplaying_vuur151

Saturday, the 1st of June 1461.

The first sun awake Vuur from his dreams. After a good night he take the best clothes he have from his saddlebag. A tasty breakfast make him feel very good and he went to the Kathedraal. A lot of people where already there. Vuur take a sit somewhere right close to the door and wait until the ceremony start.

Elein

Violante was with her husband arrived from Modena to stay with her some days and escort her to the celebration.
Her dress was purple with little gold embroidery, an elegant necklace and the same pale complexion...as usual!
They entered in the Cathedral but, after few steps, she paused as blocked and staring noticed that sacred place. She was really nervous and just a touch and a whispered word of her husband brought her back to reality. They walked down the center aisle until they were forced to split. She gave a chaste kiss to her husband and walked until the zone reserved for the Imperial Councillors.
Then she sat down and she started to pray alone
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Ranian

Saturday, the 1st of June 1461. First light of dawn

The first light of dawn heralded the beginning of the big day, all Strasbourg woke early to see the arrival of many carriages and the nobles of each place.
Ranian and guards were started from Imperial Palace, with them there were the captains, they would have waited for the return of General and then accompany the Imperial carriage. Upon reaching the gate to Cathedral by their horses and entered into it, just entering Ranian saw the guards chosen for Treasury difresa already in place and among them the shrine, smiled, then turned to the other guards who were with her

Guards, you all take your positions as you have informed your captains ...Jospin and Evrard, you'll be on the sides of the door of the Cathedral, in greeting and always position with eyes wide open

the guards took their seats, Ranian made a last lap between them, then came to his aide de camp

Lucrezia I return to the Palace, until our arrival with the Emperor I leave everything in your hands, please be very careful

given the provisions went at the stables, the first passenger cars were coming, she took his horse, and returned to the Palace
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Egal

Saturday, the 1st of June 1461. Inside the cathedral.

The day has yet come... thought the Primate to himself, while he was preparing for the celebration.

The doors of the huge Cathedral had been opened some hours before, when the crack of dawn had been passed for a long time, and slowly every seat reserved to the assembly had been slowly filled by people coming from all the SRING. In the meantime, also the nobles and the officers were arriving, populating the sections prepared on purpose.

The case containing the Imperial Trousseau had been placed next to the altar on the early hours of the morning and four Imperial Guards were protecting it from any possible damager.

Also the clerics had been reached the church, the ones who would have to assist in the celebration and the others as simple faithfuls among the other people.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

V.i.o.l.e.t

When she was chosen to protect the imperial treasury, the face of Mary Constance expressed great surprise. In fact in the Imperial Eagles militated for a short time.

Preparations to reach the shrine were pretty fast, and communication in the same day, towards evening, were all present on the spot to wire the situation.

Inside the sanctuary, where the imperial treasury was kept, were her, Aura and two other guards he did not know the name.

The General, calmly and precision had given commands, then placed himself at the front right side, perfect for the dress uniform blue and gold.

- At your service, General - only replied, aware that he had received an honor but also a responsibility.
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Bellator

Bartolomeo, Baron of Trequanda and Lord of Villa, as well as President of the CAPI, he went along with his court in Strasbourg to attend the coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I.
The trip took about three days. Once arrived in the city decided to rent an entire inn to allow him and his court to better prepare for the ceremony.

The big day had come. The city was in turmoil and he awoke early in the morning, he was going to finish in the top of the Cathedral. He wore a beige fully padded doublet and tight on the sleeves, collar, combined with a pair of brown pants swollen on top, tucked into high boots blacks, together with a chain of gems and a gold ring bearing the family coat of arms , and the baronial crown.
Arrived in front of the Cathedral of that building was amazed by the imposing red sandstone. With difficulty his guards allowed his entry, so he sat in the pews reserved for nobles, awaiting the start of the ceremony.
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Giudice della Corte Imperiale e Presidente della Corte d'Appello delle Province di Lingua Italica.

Weston

He arrived in the night in a village near Strasbourg and it was cold, so he decided to search an inn where spend the last hours before the morning and the great ceremony.
"Good night Sir!" the knight said to the innkeeper "I'd like to rent a room.. a warm room I mean"
"Oh God.. do you know it's late? do you think to found a room right now?"
"Sure!"
he put several money on the desk
"I don't think simply: I claim!"
"Sir.. you're generous but.."
he threw another coin against
" Dirty usurer! With all this money I should expect to sleep with your wife in your bed, so rent me a room!"
and he beated a fist on the desk
"Y..y..yes man. I'll do it"

They walked to the room
"Where are you from Sir?"
he looked the old man and said "You dont' care WHO I'm, but you'd know where I'm from.. you angry my person not my nationality. However i'm Florentine."
"Oh Florence. I've been when i was young"
"I trust. Now go away and let me alone: you've estort my money already.. like a Florentine banker... dont' do the same with my sleep!"
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Tacuma

Saturday, the first of June 1461.The cathedral.

Strasbourg was ready for the coronation.

The journey was long,
and his eminence Tacuma had arrived at the first light of day in Strasbourg.
The carriage had left him in front of the cathedral.
Like every time its beauty stopped the respire.
He entered slowly and raised his eyes in gratitude to the Lord.

Then he got closer to a chair and knelt down and gathered in prayer
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Aura_

Aurora for the occasion wore the dress uniform of the Imperial Guards. Was chosen by the Captain to escort the Imperial Chancellor Salome and the treasure at the Cathedral of Strasbourg, together with the other Guard Violet, the General and the Captain.
Reached the room where the shrine was situated with the treasure,thend the General turned to the guards to give her orders

Well my guards, as you see in this room there is the Imperial Treasury, which you must protect at the cost of your own life, Aura, Violet, Nienke and Gypsy, you are placing on all four sides of the theca, Zeiss and Schlauron you're behind the door while Bombadil and Ares you placing out of the room before the door.
And remember anyone, except Imperial, Ministers must enter these rooms

Yes General! exclaimed Aurora
Heard the orders of the General took his place at the left front side of the glass theca.
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Bombadil

Accompanied by Ares, Bombadil stood guard at his position at the cathedral gate. Their uniforms showed the proud eagle of the Empire and the Aquilae Imperatoris. Their swords were still in their sheath, where they hopefully would stay. But they both held a long shining lance.

Being in front of the cathedral, he would miss the complete ceremony. But the honor to stand als guard at this glorious event compensated that by far. He had never been so proud.

Bonilp

Bonilp as Baron of Asciano, Cinigiano and Knight of Merit in the Repubblic of Siena decide to be present at the Coronation of His Imperial Majesty Ludwig von Frayner I, so I arrived in Strasbourg right in time to see the cathedral ready for the Ceremony.

Took His place in the pews of the Holy Cathedral dedicated to the noble and in silence put himself in prayer attending the beginning of the Coronation.
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S.S. Bonifacio Lauro I d'Aragona, Cavaliere di Merito a Siena,Barone di Asciano e Cinigiano, Castellano di Scalvaia, Foenna e Rosia

Medico iscritto all'Ordine del Medici

Salome_

Build of red sandstone located centrally in the city of Strasbourg on Place Kleber one building is raised above all - Strasbourg Cathedral. Just a few years ago – in the year of grace 1439 - the building was completed and now serves as a place to worship the Lord, to pay tribute to Him praise Him in glory and honor.

When approaching from the west the glow of the red colored sandstone appears and captures one, three, with gables, images and canopies decorated portals invite one to explore the interior of the cathedral. Over all ablazes with light a great rose window. On the left the north tower dominates filigree and majestically into the sky as if to touch it. It is the highest building people have been creating in the whole world.

Once inside the ecclesia one will be caught by the light, which glistens through the colorful glass windows of the aisles and clerestory, such as those of the rosette on the west façade and the apse in the east. High dominates the vault, that is held in the style of the Gothic builders, arches and cross-ribs flow smoothly into each other and by carrying out its ease they realize a concept of width and gratification, worthy to the transcendence of God.

To the east of the church bathed in the light of the windows of the choir is the holy of holies - the altar. Candles burn in the apse, illuminate the room and provide warmth and satisfaction.

For this special day the Cathederal was decorated with the emblems of the Empire, all five meters another huge banner with the double eagle was placed on the upper level.
Bows in black and yellow decorated the rows of the cathederal and a large red carpet showed the way directly in front to the altar. Yellow flowers were placed on the altar and everything was well prepared for a remarkable day in the Empire. The servants of the imperial household worked closely with the acolytes of the Cathederal to make sure everything is just as perfect as it can be for the next day.

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Egal

Thursday, the 30th of May, 1461 - Inside the Strasbourg Cathedral

It was two days before the Coronation and the Cathedral was full of servants and helpers, who were coordinated by the sexton, under the sight of H. Em. Borromeo Galli and the Imperial officers attending the duty to prepare the big church.

All the preparations were actually at the end, but among every brocades and ornaments, candles and flowers, something maybe could be still to set up.

But there was also a matter for this need to be yet ready: in the afternoon, escorted by the Imperial Guards and some of the Councillors, the Imperial Trousseau -the crown, the sceptre, the ring and the sword- woukd have been translated into Its glass case from the Palace to the Cathedral, and that would have been part of the upcoming further ceremony.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Ranian

Thursday, the 30th of May, 1461, Afternoon

A group of left imperial palace guards escorting a carriage, it was the Imperial Chancellor Salome. The group traveled to step to the streets of Strasbourg, went towards the Cathedral, that despite the crowded streets from citizens, reached in a short time.
The group rode General Ranian, that once you arrive at the large church, then dismounted from the animal and gave it to the care of a young groom. The woman went to the cab, where the Coachman had giò did its homework, open the door and let down Salome. Inside the cab were also treasure chests, one led by Salome and two were caught by guards and was edited by Ranian taking it.
Escorted by the imperial guards and captains, entered the Cathedral where there was by Monsignor Egal. The two women and the guards they started in the basement of the Cathedral where were placed the four treasures, sceptre, sword, the ring and the Crown, each of them had its own meaning and all would have belonged to the emperor.
The objects were placed in a glass theca, then he turned to the guards Ranian

Well my guards, as you see in this room there is the Imperial Treasury, which you must protect at the cost of your own life, Aura, Violet, Nienke and Gypsy, you are placing on all four sides of the theca, Zeiss and Schlauron you're behind the door while Bombadil and Ares you placing out of the room before the door

By hand the General gave orders each took his position

And remember anyone, except Imperial, Ministers must enter these rooms

Ranian, Salome and the Monsignor left the room and went on the surface, the Cathedral was packed with worshipers who took care to keep everything in order as he was told

Sorry!

Ranian said addressed to two people who were with her

I'll have to talk about a moment with my captains here present for the protection of the Cathedral for the day tomorrow, we will meet the carriage Salome that bring us to the Palace

the General went around the Cathedral along with his captains and he gave orders to them on how to position the rest of the guards, finished the tour came to the Imperial officers

Monsignor, Saturday morning will come the rest of the imperial guards, you know that for anyone entering the home of the most armed is sacrilege, you ask your blessing to the imperial guards, that it is for us an acquittal in this sin and a permit to enter armed

Having said that Ranianand his captains knelt before the Monsignor, to receive them the blessing
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Bloop

Cleofe, Captain of Italian Aquilae Imperatoris, followed the General Ranian during the transport of Salome and treasure.
Came to the Cathedral, with the guards choices: Aura and Violet, entered in the cathedral and waited until everything was settled.
Cleofe heard the general say:
"I'll have a moment to talk about with my captains here present for the protection of the Cathedral for the day tomorrow, we will meet the carriage Salome That bring us to the Palace"
nd came to listen orders for the next day.
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sono responsabile di ciò che dico, non di quello che voi capite

Salome_

It was an important task to make sure the imperial treasury into the cathedral. These days were busy, Strasbourg was a hectic place, everyone needed to work twice as hard and long as usual, there was almost no time to take a breath. Everyone was working to make the coronation perfect.

It was even for Salome the first time to have such a responsibility, although plenty of her colleges referred to her and asked for help regarding the upcoming event, it was nothing Salome was used to. She was proud to be a part of it and to be able to answer almost all questions although it was also for her the first time she needed to swear the oath towards the Emperor and foremost towards the Empire as imperial councilor.

She was nervous but tried to not show it to anyone, sitting in the carriage guarded by the imperial guards and always having an eye on the chests in where the imperial treasure was placed. The cathedral was not far away from the imperial palace and Salome was thankful for it, since at least in her eyes the longer the journey the higher the risk.

Side to side to Ranian the imperial general she entered the cathedral in order to hand the imperial treasure in the hands of his Eminence. Salome was supposed to hand over the chests in which the imperial ring was placed, the ring was a symbol for the diplomacy and it was for her important to be responsible for the diplomacy of the Empire.

She was fond of the work of the Imperial marshal and sure that all imperial guards would scarify their life to make sure that the imperial treasure was safe.

She slowly nodded as Ranian requested her to meet later in front of the carriage. Happy that she handed the treasure chests safe she returned to the carriage and waited for the imperial Marshall.
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Egal

Thursday, the 30th of May, 1461, Evening

His Eminence had waited for the ending of the transportation of the whole Imperial Treasury, then he had blessed all the Guards resting next to the case where the Trousseau had been placed, in the presence of the Chancellor and the Leader of the whole Imperial militia.

The theca was now in the chapel on the left of the apsis, with the Imperial Guards in front of it, and nothing seemed to worry about its safeness. When the sun was going down, he prayed for the safeness of the people in defence of the Cathedral, then he let the sexton close all the doors, so the only people into the church would be the Imperial militians.

After having greeted the soldiers, the Primate took the way to the sacristy door and exited the building from there. No one could have entered the place unitl the next morning.

Friday, the 31th of May, 1461

The day before the Coronation, all the preparations were ready, so Mgr Borromeo Galli should dedicate only to the waiting of the clergy and the preparation of the Mass. The sun was shining brightly, but the weather outside the Cathedral was still a bit cooler than the usual days of May.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

--Roleplaying_vuur151

Thursday, the 30th of May, 1461, Morning

Vuur read the letter about the Coronation of His Imperial Majesty. As a habitant of the SRING. He feel the duty to join the coronation. That day he takes food and clothes and riding with his horse toward Straatsburg. After few hours riding he sleep in a tavern. The next day in the evening he arives in Germany. A lot of people where sleeping in tavern near the church. He had luck to found himself a tavern where he could sleep.

Egal

There was a moment of silence, following the declaim of the Creed, then the Primate spoke again

My Children in the Faith, loyal lieges of the Empire, let's stay in prayer.

After that, he continued
And now we will hear the words from the Book of Virtues, where the wise writers inspired by the Almighty reported the history and the teaching of Our Holy doctrine, from the beginning of the world through the life of the Prophets and the Saints.

and he watched towards His Eminence Borgia, the Italian Viceprimate, who went to the ambon.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Federico_il_rosso

Sua Eminenza Federico Edoardo Borgia avanzò verso il leggio. Poi guardò l'assemblea dei fedeli e disse

Per questa occasione leggerò "L'ordine delle cose, visto da Mhour"

Un giorno una parte della nostra tribù complottò per togliere il potere al nostro capo, perché i loro desideri non corrispondevano a quelli della nostra grande guida. Io, A. Mhour, mi fermai davanti a loro per ricordargli l'ordine delle cose che abbiamo voluto, che siamo una comunità e che la comunità deve mantenere la propria coerenza e soprattutto l'ordine che essa stessa ha creato con i suoi costumi e le sue leggi.

La creazione è diretta dalle leggi di Dio, le comunità sono dirette dalle leggi degli uomini.
Senza le leggi di Dio, l'umanità dovrà combattere gli animali, perché essi non gli saranno più sottomessi; senza le leggi di Dio la pietra si metterebbe in moto per conto suo e sarebbe impossibile costruirci sopra qualsiasi cosa; le nuvole sarebbero pesanti e chi schiaccerebbero, le stelle fermerebbero la loro corsa intorno alla terra e ci troveremmo proiettati nel buio.

Le leggi degli uomini non sono meno importanti perché in parte sono ispirate direttamente da Dio.
Nessuno può servire il nostro Creatore senza rispettare le leggi, nè quelle della creazione nè quelle della società.
Senza leggi, prevarrebbe la legge della creatura senza nome, ed il capo sarebbe tale perchè è colui che è più forte, e ogni giorno qualcuno potrebbe dimostrare di essere più forte di lui e così non ci sarebbe stabilità.
E la stabilità è legata alla conservazione della società.
La società deve avanzare verso la perfezione divina, ma nella stabilità. Essa deve pertanto essere soggetta al suo capo, come un capo deve essere soggetto a Dio.

Il capo è la testa, il prete è il cuore, e i fedeli sono gli altri membri del corpo.

Se la testa non ha il cuore, se gli altri membri non seguono la testa, il corpo non può funzionare...
A volte è meglio tagliare la propria mano se essa rifiuta di lavorare in armonia con il resto del corpo piuttosto che lasciar lacerare il cuore o decapitare la testa.

Nella nostra società la testa rappresenta il nostro capo politico, è lui che mantiene tutta la tribù, ma se è lui che pensa ala popolazione, egli deve pensare per il bene della maggioranza senza per questo dimenticarsi dei più deboli.

Il cuore è lì a ricordargli che la nostra più grande legge è quella del nostro Creatore, e che, nonostante egli governa sulla terra, sarà comunque giudicato come tutti i figli della creazione, e senza dubbio più duramente degli altri.

Le sole scusanti che potremmo avere per sollevarci contro il nostro capo sono nel caso in cui egli non rispettasse la comunità e governasse per sè e non per essa, o nel caso in cui volesse prevaricare sul suo cuore o rifiutare Dio, poichè allora non può essere il capo.

Il Verbo ci insenga che non vi è Corpo senza il proprio Capo, così come non ci potrà mai essere un Impero senza il suo Imperatore. Egli è investito direttamente da Dio, ed a Lui dovrà rispondere del suo operato. Così è stabilito dall'Onnipotente l'ordine delle cose, e che nessuno mai osi interferire con esso.
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Son Eminence Edward Frederick Borgia se dirigea vers le pupitre. Puis il regarda l'assemblée et dit:

Pour cette occasion, je vais lire "De l’ordre des choses, vu par Mhour "

Un jour qu’une partie de la tribu complotait pour écarter notre chef du pouvoir, car leurs désirs ne correspondaient pas aux choix de notre Grand Guide, Moi, A. Mhour, me dressa devant eux pour leur rappeler que l’ordre des choses voulait que nous soyons une communauté et que la communauté devait préserver avant tout sa cohérence et l’ordre qu’elle avait elle-même créé par ses lois et ses coutumes.

La création est dirigée par les lois de Dieu, les communautés sont dirigées par la loi des hommes.
Sans les lois de Dieu, l’humanité devrait combattre les animaux, car ceux-ci ne lui serraient plus soumis, sans les lois de Dieu la pierre se mettrait en mouvement de son propre chef et il serrait impossible de construire quoi que ce soi, les nuages seraient lourd et nous écraseraient, les astres arrêteraient de suivre leur course autour de la terre et nous serrions projeté dans le noir.

Les lois des hommes ne sont pas moins importantes car elles sont inspirées en partie directement par Dieu.
Nul ne peut servir notre Créateur sans respecter les lois, ni celle de la création ni celle des sociétés.
Sans loi, c’est celle de la créature sans nom qui prévaudrait, et le chef ne serait chef que parce qu’il est le plus fort, et chaque jour un autre voudrait prouver qu’il est plus fort que lui et aucune stabilité n’en découlerait.
Et la stabilité est liée à la conservation de la société.
La société doit avancer vers la perfection divine, mais dans la stabilité. Elle doit donc être soumise à son chef, comme son chef doit être soumis à Dieu.

Le chef est la tête, le prêtre est le cœur, et les fidèles sont les autres membres du corps.

Si la tête ne suis pas le cœur, si les membres ne suivent pas la tête, le corps ne peut fonctionner...
Il est donc parfois préférable de trancher sa propre main si elle refuse de fonctionner harmonieusement avec le reste du corps que de la laisser arracher le cœur ou trancher la tête.

Dans notre société la tête représente notre chef politique, c’est lui qui maintient l’ensemble de la tribu, mais si c’est elle qui pense pour le peuple, elle doit penser pour le bien du plus grand nombre sans pour autant oublier les plus faibles.

Le cœur est là pour lui rappeler que la plus grande loi est celle de notre Créateur, et que s’il gouverne sur terre il serra jugé comme tous les enfants de la création, et sans doute plus durement que les autres.

Les seuls excuses que l’on puisse avoir de se dresser contre son chef c’est s’il ne respecte pas sa communauté et gouverne pour lui et non pour elle, si il est prévaricateur ou qu’il rejette Dieu de son cœur, car alors il ne peut être le chef.

La Parole sacrée insenga pour nous qu'il n'y a pas de corps sans tête, tout comme il n'y aura jamais un Empire sans son Empereur. Il est investi directement par Dieu, et il devra répondre de ses actes. Il en est de l'ordre de choses établi par le Tout-Puissant, et que personne n'ose jamais interférer avec elle.
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Koalabeertje

It had been a while since he last showed up in public, after some troubling times he finally had to power to get back to civil lifeand see what was happening around town. The journey had become quite strange, first he just wanted to travel, then he joined someone to pick up a ship in Italy and eventually he found himself in Geneve. He hadn't expected it to go this way and was quite sad that he had to leave his wife and friends to go at war, but duty was duty even though he didn't do a single thing in the end. The food in Italy always seemed to cheer him up, but the last day in Italy hadn't done him much good. There much have been something wrong with the food or possibly with the drinks, because as soon as the group left Italy he got sick. Every day it just got a little bit worse then the day before, it was almost a miracle that he even managed to reach Geneve. The moment he stepped into the city he fell down on his knees and thanked the gods for granting him a safe entrance. The battles were already done, but the war wasn't over yet. At first he was against the war and didn't want to go, but it was his duty as an Imperial Noble to help out and there was no other way to show his support then going there personally. He was glad that he battles were done, but also sad that he couldn't have been of much help to the brave people that did have to put their life on the line. Within a few hours of arriving in the freed city he left to the monastery to recover from his illness.

A few weeks later, it was finally the time to leave the monks behind that had been taking care of him the whole time. He stepped out of the monastery and sighed deeply, he was all alone now, nobody to help him and show him the way. He went to look for a decent tavern to stay for the night and get used to the normal life again. His health had been good for a while, but it was nice and safe inside so he had stayed for a while longer. Until he received a letter about the coronation of the Emperor. Being a noble meant that an oath must be taken when there is a new Emperor and this was the time to do it, it was time to go back to Strasbourg.

After a good night of resting he started to plan his way back, it was hard to find out where to without any form of transportation. Luckily there was still some money left in his pockets and he was given some food when he left the monastery. It didn't take long or he had figured out how to get any further and thus he went, first to Strasbourg and later he would look for a way to get to Holland. He was lucky to find a farmer who needed to sell some product close to Strasbourg and could drop him off pretty close to the Cathedral. It would be just a little walk further to get to the final place where he could have some rest before the ceremony would actually start.

The day had finally arrived, it was time for the coronation of the Emperor. There was one problem that he was currently facing, what to wear? He left most of his stuff at home and didn't take much in a suticase with him to Italy. He had never done something like this before, so wasn't prepared that this would happen. Normally on a trip he would always take his suit with him, but those were businesss trips, so it would be necessary anyway. On his walk around town he met an old friend, a fellow noble, who he had a lot during the past years. The guy did take some money with him, at least more then Robin had, and wanted to help him out. They went to a local suitmaker and let a suit be tailormade for him within a few hours. It wasn't the best suit he had seen in his life, but it was nice and it would be enough for the coronation. He thanked the man a lot and they splitted there ways again. He was ready to go into the Cathedral now, but apparently he wasn't the only one. The whole entrance was blocked by people wanting to catch a glimpse of the Emperor. He manoeuvred himself through the crowd to get into the Cathedral. When inside he looked for his seat, sat down and waited for what was coming.

As always they started out with the Credo so he quietly sang along.

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

AMEN
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Not everything is what it looks like.

Laurentien

Tiax

"Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Carnis resurrectionem
Vitam aeternam.

Amen"
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"New Rule: You can't use the statement 'there will be no cooperation for the rest of the year' as a threat,
if there was no cooperation in the first half of the year." - Bill Maher

Egal

Please, be in time with the RP. We are listening to the homily, so the Creed time is ended!

His Eminence Borgia had read the excerpt from the Book of Virtue, giving an explaination proper to the time of that ceremony.

After a short while of silence, the Primate spoke again

My Brothers, now it's time you all give your endorsement to the new Leader of the Empire. And so, do all of you who are here, faithfuls to the Almighty and loyal to the Holy Roman Empire, accept Ludwig von Frayner as your Emperor?

then he waited for the reply from the whole assembly, three shouts of the phrase "Let it be done!"
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Tacuma

To the words of His Eminence egal, Tacuma answered with strong and full of conviction voice

"Let it be done!"

And in his heart rekindled the flame of hope for an empire bearer of peace for its people.
He watched the cathedral full of people, and hoped that everyone present at that time so important, had , in the soul , those same feelings
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Vitello

Let it be done! .... Let it be done! .....

disse a voce alta Ciolek due volte per sottolineare che nessuno mai aveva meritato così tanto quella corona prima di lui e come lui: era assolutamente convinto che quell'uomo fosse nato per essere un Imperatore.

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Let it be done! .... Let it be done! .....

Ciolek said aloud twice to emphasize that no one had ever earned so much that crown before him and like him: he was absolutely convinced that this man was born to be an Emperor.
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Ranian

After the homily, His Eminence Egal turned to everyone in the Cathedral

My Brothers, now it's time you all give your endorsement to the new Leader of the Empire. And so, do all of you who are here, faithfuls to the Almighty and loyal to the Holy Roman Empire, accept Ludwig von Frayner as your Emperor?

Let it be done!

answered Ranian
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Bellator

"Let it be done!"

He said with conviction. He was sure that Emperor would bring the Empire to levels that nobody had ever done to arrive.
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Giudice della Corte Imperiale e Presidente della Corte d'Appello delle Province di Lingua Italica.

Sarah_elisabeth

For her, it is an evidence so she answers without an hesitation.

"Let it be done!"
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Elein

His Eminence Egal made a question...

....accept Ludwig von Frayner as your Emperor?

and with a very clear voice she replayed

Let it be done!
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Jospin81

Let it be done!

Leonardo also said, to the words of Egal.
It was a glorious day and the Cathedral was full of people from all Imperial Kingdoms.
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°°°°°°°°°Araldo della Alto Nobile Famiglia dei Borgia°°°°°°°°°

Skioppo

Let it be done! disse Markus con voce stentorea
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Presidente del PPM - Ex Duca (4) del Ducato di Milano

Pippa

With a soft smile does she listens to the words and fullhearted does she respond

Let it be done!
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Hadrien.marcus

He said with conviction.

Let it be done !
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Jussi

"Let it be done!"

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Le_g.

Le Gaucher écoute avec attention le texte, les différents états, il a bien conscience de sa place en cet instant, comme d'habitude, diraient certains, et il joint sa voix aux autres.

Qu'il en soit ainsi.

The Left-handed listening carefully to the text, the different states, it is aware of its place in this time, as usual, some would say, and he joins the others.

Let it be done.

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Lorenz.von.frayner

It sounded like a no-brainer.

"Let it be done !"
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Imladris

The election had given a result : Ludwig was the only emperor of the SRING. As a direct vassal of the Emperor and as a franc count, he said

Let it be done!
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Imperial count of Rochefort
Count of Voiteur
Lord of Charency

Arezus

When the Question was asked, the Councilors nodded slightly and spoke with a clear voice... Let it be done!

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Salome_

Remembering the very first days and the following days, the work that has already be done and so much more she spoke out the words, the audience was asked for.

"Let it be done!"
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Kleeotr

To the words of His Eminence egal, he reply

"Let it be done!"
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_ingeburge_

After the recitation of the creed, Ingeburge sat down again and began to listen the cardinal Federico Edoardo Borgia. Then, as the others, after the crowd was questionned by Egal, she replied gently :
— Let it be done.
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Ruki

"Let it be done!"

Giorgio said aloud, standing in a corner of the cathedral.
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Come svolgere un'arringa di difesa in tribunale.

Anubi71

"Let it be done!"

Rispose Riccardo.

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"Let it be done!"

Reply Riccardo.
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Koalabeertje

His Eminence Egal had spoken the most important question of all and Robin responded.

Let it be done!
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Not everything is what it looks like.

Liz_von_frayner

Let it be done!

Fermly, the words came over the lips of the Empress, as she heard the voices behind her pronouncing the same by the assembled crow.

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Qu'il en soit ainsi!

Fermement, les mots franchirent les lèvres de l'Impératrice, alors qu'elle entendait derrière elle les mêmes paroles prononcées par l'assemblée réunie.
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Invisible

Let it be done!

Lawrence did not know the Emperor before His election, but working with Him in the Imperial Council he was convinced that Ludwig was really the right person to lead the Empire.
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Eriti

Eriti followed the ceremony paid attention on what happened in the church.
She was delighted from the Empress' dress and in which way it was perfect on her.

When it cames the time for the Credo she prayed with the other.

And then she answered to the question of the Primate, repeating three times "Let it be done".
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Se la gente ti critica lo fa per due motivi: o non sa come impiegare il tempo o vorrebbe essere dannatamente come te.

Weston

"Let it be done" he said
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Federico_il_rosso

S.Em. Federico Edoardo Borgia said

Let it be done!
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Luisa.von.frayner

The Princesse joined her voice to the other so that everyone could hear her : "Let it be done."
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Egal

All the crowd into the Cathedral had replied favourably to the question done by the Primate, so he continued

Please, Ludwig Von Frayner, stand up in front of me, bowing your head, and open the first button of your blouse.

The elected Emperor gazed towards the Cardinal with a bit of surprise - but His Eminence knew He would have behaved like that - then did as it was requested.

So the high prelate dipped two fingers of his right hand into the vial of the sacred oil and lifted them all over the head of the Emperor, then moved them along the ruler's chest and his shoulders, blessing the whole of him. And the priest said, with a clear voice

Ludwig Von Frayner, I anoint You as the Emperor of the Sacrum Romanum Imperium Nationis Germanicae: be legitimated with the oil of sanctification in the name of the Almighty and His Prophets Aristoteles and Christos! Amen!

After that, the Primate looked to the people designated to carry the Imperial Trousseau, so they could understand to bring it in front of the altar, while the Viceprimates were waiting to help for the commitment of those symbols.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Ludwig_von_frayner

[Imperium sine fine]

After reciting the creed, the Emperor listened to the reading of His Eminence Federico Edoardo Borgia, carefully. Then word was given to the crowd. All people gathered in the Cathedral proclaimed with one voice : "Let it done." There was no doubt. Such a trust affirmed his determination to lead the Empire according to the precepts for which he was elected.

He would be a fair sovereign, knowing both be firm and mercy. Each choice would be governed by the best interests of the Empire. Arbitror in case of dispute, he would be where he must be, he would be the father of this great nation. He would constantly protect and cherish the people who handed its destiny in his hands.

Then, the primate Edoardo Borromeo Galli asked him to stand up, bowing his head and opening his blouse. Surprised, the Emperor accepted to comply with such rules, ready for the anointing. He felt the hands of the Primate on his face, his shoulders, his chest, to bless him, just as Emperors Charlemagne and Otto I had been blessed before him. Glorious tradition. In God, all believed.

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[Imperium sine fine]

Après avoir récité le credo, l'Empereur écouta attentivement la lecture de son Éminence Federico Edoardo Borgia. Ensuite, parole fut donnée au peuple. Toutes les personnes rassemblées dans la Cathédrale crièrent alors d'une même voix «Ainsi soit-il ». Il n'y avait plus aucun doute. Cette confiance du peuple en son souverain ne faisait qu'affirmer sa déterminer à diriger l'Empire selon les préceptes pour lesquels il avait été élu.

Il serait un souverain juste dans ses décisions ; sachant à la fois faire preuve de fermeté et de miséricorde. Chacun de ses choix serait gouverné par l'intérêt supérieur de l'Empire. Arbitre en cas de litige, présent là où il le faudrait, il serait le père de cette grande nation. Ce peuple qui aujourd'hui lui remettait sa destinée entre ses mains, il n'aurait de cesse de le protéger et de le chérir.

Puis, le primat Edoardo Borromeo Galli lui demanda de se redresser, inclinant la tête, et ouvrant sa blouse. Surpris, l'Empereur s'exécuta néanmoins, prêt à recevoir l'onction. Il sentit alors les mains du Primat sur son visage, ses épaules, sa poitrine ; le bénissant de l'huile sainte ; tout comme l'Empereur Charlemagne et Otton Ier avaient été bénis, avant lui. Glorieuse tradition. En Dieu, tous croyaient.
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Egal

The carriers of the Trousseau came in front of the altar, ready to give every item to the prelates who should have to consign them to His Majesty.

So, the Primate made a sign to His Eminence Borgia, the First Viceprimate, that would have to give the sword and the ring, and to Her Excellency Von Schenkenbach, the German Viceprimate, who would have to care about the sceptre and the Imperial globus.

At the end, it would have come the time for the crown, by the hands of His Eminence Borromeo Galli.
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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Egal

His Eminence Federico Edoardo Borgia took the sword, saying

Receive this sword by the hands of us bishops: may it help You in the defence of Your reign.

and consigned it to the Emperor, who placed it at His right side. Then the Italian Viceprimate took the ring and gave the jewel to His Majesty, shouting

Receive this ring of Imperial dignity by the hands of us bishops: may it be the sign of richness and wealth in Your reign.

The Imperial Leader wore it; after a while, Her Excellency Madleen Johanna Von Schenkenbach came and get the sceptre, delivering it in the right hand of the Emperor. She said

Receive this scepter symbol of virtue and equity by the hands of us bishops: may it help You in administering the Justice all over Your reign.

At the fourth step, she took the Imperial globus and placed it on the left hand of His Majesty, with the sentence

Receive this orb that represents the domain: may it help You on mantaining the power and the influence all over Your reign.

At the end, the Primate went towards the Emperor, next to the pillow where the crown was ready: he kept it with his hands, lifted it over the head of the man in front of him and slowly let it fall on the hairs of the Imperial Majesty. With a strong and firm voice he exclaimed

Receive this crown, and wear it with all the dignity that is to be Yours.

After that, he helped the crowned Emperor to stand up and shouted

Vassals, citizens and all the faithfuls of the Empire: here we have the new Emperor! Let's listen to His promises!

The promises
"I, ... , Sacrum Romanorum Imperium emperor Germanicæ Nations, promised, guaranteed, certify and swear before God that I will be the defender of God, the Holy Church Aristotelian and my nation in all its needs and business, I swear to protect and preserve your assets, dignity and rights. The same applies to all the specific areas of the Empire, as they are the French-speaking territories, the united German lands, the Italian provinces, the county of Holland and the Slovenian country. With God's help and the Books of Virtues!"

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H. Em. Edoardo Borromeo Galli, Plenipotentiary Prelate, Roman Cardinal and Metropolitan Archbishop of Milan,
Imperial Religious Advisor, Missus Inquisitionis and Exorcist

Ludwig_von_frayner

[Aut Cæsar, aut nihil]

After the anointing, the Cardinals and Primates came to him. One by one, they gave him various majestic symbols : the sword, the ring, the scepter, the orb. And finally, Her Eminence Laella placed on his head the imperial crown. The same crown that the Empors Charlemagne and Otto I, the founders of the Empire, once wore. At this moment, pride fills the heart of the Emperor. He became the successor of those illustrious men, and the sovereign of the greatest nation in the world. It was not the pride of a man in search of fame and recognition. It was not a personal quest. It was just the opportunity and honor to be able to do something ; to be able to make such Nation stronger. Until now, the Empire was a kingdom like others : divided, wavering. Ludwig wanted to build a new Empire : an Empire of Light, an Empire of faith ; strong in its choices, strong in its actions. It was a question of need. Indeed, He was aware of the expectations, and the concerns of the nobility and the people gathered in the Cathedral. All people embodied in a single crown. All hopes united in a single destiny. He would write the history of such a destiny. And the destiny of the Empire began with a promise.

"We, Ludwig von Frayner, Emperor of the Sacrum Romanorum Imperium Nationis Emperor Germanicæ, promise, guarantee, certify and swear by the Almighty God that We will be the defender of God, the Holy Church Aristotelian and Our nation in all its needs and business. We swear to protect and preserve your assets, dignity and rights ; the same applies to all the specific areas of the Empire, as they are the French-speaking territories, the united German lands, the Italian provinces, the county of Holland and the Slovenian country. With God's help and the Books of Virtues!"

Wearing the imperial items, symbols of the imperial power, he turned to the crowd. Standing in front of the people and the nobility, scrutinizing the entire Cathedral, without fear or doubt, he spoke:

« Exegi monumentum aere perennius regalique situ pyramidum altius, quod non imber edax, non Aquilo inpotens possit diruere aut innumerabilis annorum series et fuga temporum. Non omnis moriar multaque pars mei uitabit Libitinam; usque ego postera crescam laude recens, dum Capitolium scandet cum tacita uirgine pontifex. Dicar, qua uiolens obstrepit Aufidus et qua pauper aquae Daunus agrestium regnauit populorum, ex humili potens princeps Aeolium carmen ad Italos deduxisse modos. Sume superbiam quaesitam meritis et mihi Delphica lauro cinge uolens, Melpomene, comam. »

The new Emperor paused and translated his words in the right way.

"Brave and proud subjects of the Empire, Our vassals, Our people,
Together, we will rear a memorial more enduring than brass, and loftier than the regal structure of the pyramids, which neither the corroding shower nor the powerless north wind can ever destroy; no, not even unending years nor the flight of time itself.
We won't entirely die : the greater part of us will escape oblivion.

Our Empire will be large and strong. Deo volente."

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Ghami

Ghami had kept track of the ceremony of the coronation, standing in the background, yet close to the altar. After the insignia had been passed on, the Emperor gave his promises to his citizens. When the Emperor had ended he waited a short moment before stepping towards the Emperor and bowing his head. Afterwards he lead the Emperor to the throne that had been placed in the cathedral. After the Emperor took his seat, Ghami thumped his baton onto the ground. His Imperial Majesty, Ludwig I. now asks all noblemen to come forward, kneel down and give their oath.

((RPoff:
In RP there is a certain sequence that has to be complied. In RL you may post any time it is suitable, but please mention in your post that you sticked to the sequence.

Example:
"Ghami awaited his turn to give his oath, then he went in fron of the throne...."

Sequence:
1. King of the German Kingdom (representing: Austria, Bavaria, Baden, Nuremberg, Augsburg, Württemberg)
2. King of the Lotharingian Kingdom (representing: Lorraine, Savoie, Franche-Comte)
3. Regents of the Provinces (descending order)
- Duke of Celje
- Duke of Milano
- Duke of Modena
- Duke of Styria
- Prince of Mayence
- Lord/Lady of Fiorentina
- Lord/Lady of Genova
- Lord/Lady of Siena
- Count of Holland
4. Imperial Noble (descending)
- High Nobility:
-- Imperial Duke
-- Imperial Landgrave
-- Imperial Margrave
-- Imperial Prince
-- Imperial Count
- Low Nobility:
-- Imperial Viscount
-- Imperial Baron
-- Imperial Knight
5. Imperial Councillors
- Regent
- Rest in no seequence

Other nobles or citizens who want to give an informal oath to the Emperor may follow now.

Oath for 1-4:

Citation:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new of <fief>, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.</fief>

Oath for 5:
Same as above, but you don't have to mention your titles. But you must mention your council.

Oath for 6:
You are free in the choice of your words.

If you fall into two categories you only give the oath once, mentioning all categories.

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_ingeburge_

The sacred oil.
Then, the imperial insignia. Sword. Ring. Sceptre. Globe. Crown.
Ludwig von Frayner had it all.
And by his oath, he confirmed that they all could see : that he was their Emperor, a sacred one.
Ingeburge was observing the scene, the kind of you remember for ever. It was not the first imperial coronation she attended. She has even attended coronations in France, or in Aragon. But, as always, the moment was marvellous and so symbolic.

It was time, now, for all the people linked to the Emperor to raise their voices. Ingeburge knew that her turn would come. Sat beside her new husband, she was listening the oaths made by the great feudals called before the high imperial nobility that she belonged to. And then, after the King of Germany, the one of Lotharingia; after those who ruled the imperial provinces – Celje, Milano, Modena, Styria, Mayence, Fiorentina, Genova, Siena and Holland –; the nobles of Imperial Domain were able to pronounce their oath.

Ingeburge stood up and joined the Emperor Ludwig, a man she met and knew in Burgundy, few years ago. She respectfully curtsied on him and gracefully bowed her head. Then, always with reverence, she looked at him and said :
— Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that We, Ingeborg Magnusdotter von Ahlefeldt-Oldenbourg, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect and solemnly do homage and swear alliegeance to Your Imperial Majesty. On our faith and our honor, we promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the imperial duchess of Namur and as the marchioness of La Roche and viscountess of Durbuy in Lotharingia which also depends on Your Imperial Majesty, to fulfill our duty of obsequium, consilium and auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of our oath.

And she added :
— We also promise on our faith that we will in the future be loyal to Your Imperial Majesty, never cause Your Imperial Majesty harm and will observe our homage to Your Imperial Majesty completely against all persons in good faith and without deceit.
May Lord ever bless Your Imperial Majesty and the Holy Empire.

[* The example given is for grants, not for renewals. So, I did my best.
EDIT : corrected...]
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Ghami

[[The oath is the same text.]]
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Hadrien.marcus

The King the Lotharingie wait the king of Germany.

Hmm..

Where ? His Brother of Germany don't want go in first ?

Perfect.

Hadrien come and He kneels.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Hadrien Marcus Von Ostenmark-Sparte, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new King of Lotharingie, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

And for my Imperial duchy...

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Hadrien Marcus Von Ostenmark-Sparte hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new Imperial Duke of Ensisheim, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

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Imladris

It did not seem that the nobles hurried up and then, there had been no reminders to the imperial nobles...

Too bad, it was not there to wait for the latecomers but to serve the Empire. He appeared in front of the Emperor and knelt down. He said :

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Imladris van Ansel, imperial Count of Rochefort, viscount of Voiteur and lord of Charency hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new imperial count of Rochefort, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Imperial count of Rochefort
Count of Voiteur
Lord of Charency

Tacuma

He had listened carefully to the words of the emperor,
His promises of faith and protection of his land and his people.

And Tacuma Prayed to the Almighty
to protect him and guide him.

And now Tacuma must swear
His loyalty to the new emperor.
Slowly Approached the throne,
bowed and exclaimed
softly but clear and convinced

Your Imperial Majesty,
it is with great pride That I,
Tacuma de 'Giustiniani Borgia
Imperial Count of Montferrat
hereby declare
accepting this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor,
I promise Your Imperial Majesty,
as the new Count of Montferrat
to Fulfill my duty of Obsequium,
Consilium and Auxilium.

May the Almighty and all the Representatives
of The Holy Roman Empire
be the witnesses of my oath.
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Corvus

Corvus followed the ceremony up to this point. It was done. The new emporer was crowned. As usual and so of course also this time the nobles had to renew their oaths. So he waited for all of the Regents and Kings an kneed then in front of his majesty. The head lowered, remembering the moment he spoke the first time to Adala:"

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Corvus von Eppenschlag hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new Imperial Duke of Berchtesgarden, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath."

He remained a few moments. The looking up again ending his oath.

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Sarah_elisabeth

Sarah had let the officials of the Empire. This is when most had lent oath she stepped humbly come to kneel before the emperor.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Sarah Elisabeth de Montjoye, on my faith and my honor, promise you to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium as imperial officer. You know have my complete loyalty and respect. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

Sarah wanted to pret this oath even if nothing forcing it. The young Baroness then retired to not disturb the ceremony.
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Ranian

The investiture ceremony was over, the emperor, so the Minister Ghami rested on the side of the emperor and after beating with his staff began to call all the nobles and imperial rulers to kneel before His Majesty and pay their oath to him. Ranian waited all Landgraves swear. When the last Landgrave swore Ranian walked to the center of the Cathedral, His Majesty looked, he had to be faithful as a minister than as noble imperial, knelt before him, and he began his oath

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Giada Ranian Dei Cristallo hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Councillor for Military, as Imperial Margraviate of Toggenburg and as Imperial Knights of the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

finished his oath bowed his head and returned to his place thus leaving space for the Imperial Counts of swearing
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Skioppo

Markus aveva atteso il proprio turno per presentare il giuramento a SUa Maestà l'Imperatore.
Andò al centro della sala e disse con voce forte e chiara:

Vostra Maestà Imperiale, è con grande orgoglio che io, Markus GianMaria Casanova, dichiaro di accettare questo onore con umiltà e rispetto.
Sulla mia fede e il mio onore, prometto alla Vostra Maestà Imperiale, come Barone Imperiale di Giessen, di compiere il mio dovere di Obsequium, Consilium e Auxilium. Possa l'Onnipotente e tutti i rappresentanti del Sacro Romano Impero essere testimoni del mio giuramento.

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Markus had awaited his turn to submit the oath to His Majesty the Emperor.
He went to the center of the hall and said in clear voice:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Markus GianMaria Casanova hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Baron of GieSSen, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Markus GianMaria Casanova Skioppo - Barone Imperiale di GieSSen - Conte di Monticelli d'Ongina e Barone di Caorso

Presidente del PPM - Ex Duca (4) del Ducato di Milano

Anubi71

Riccardo si presentò dinanzi a Sua Maestà per prestare il giuramento:

Vostra Maestà Imperiale, è con grande orgoglio che io, Riccardo d'Altavilla di Salerno , dichiaro di accettare questo onore con umiltà e rispetto.
Sulla mia fede e il mio onore, prometto alla Vostra Maestà Imperiale, come Conte Imperiale di Asti, di compiere il mio dovere di Obsequium, Consilium e Auxilium. Possa l'Onnipotente e tutti i rappresentanti del Sacro Romano Impero essere testimoni del mio giuramento.

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Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Riccardo d'Altavilla di Salerno hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Count of Asti, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Ladyranocchia

She waited his turn. Silently walked up the aisle to meet before the Emperor. He bowed and uttered her oath.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Bianca Maria Borromeo hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new Imperial Countess of Borromean islands , to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

She has waited for permission to get up and then went back to her place.
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Koalabeertje

When it was hit time to move forward to fulfill his oath as Imperial Count, he kneeled down in front of the Emperor and spoke.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Robin "Koalabeertje" Meertens, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Count of Frisia, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Not everything is what it looks like.

Stormhawk

When was her turn, Aislinn walked in front of the Emperor, knelt down and said

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Aislinn Isabeau Borgia Pignatelli, known as Stormhawk, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Duchess of Trient, Imperial Countess of Obernai, and Imperial Knight of the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

She bowed her head and then turned back to her seat
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Salome_

When it was about time, the darkblond raised from her chair and walked towards his imperial majesty.
Her thoughts were on her duty, the promise she gave towards the Empire and therefore represented by the Emperor towards his imperial majesty. A smile approached on her face looking into his eyes before she knelled down to speak out in a clear voice.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Salome von Löwenstern, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Chancellor, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath

She raised after she spoke her oath and walked back to her chair, following those who were left, already thinking of the upcoming ball and the work that would need to be done.
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Serviteur.de.vittel

Citation:

Oath to the Empire

To His Imperial Majesty Ludwig

Sincere Greetings,

We are very surprised to hear that the letter renewing our oath to the Empire which we wrote before traveling haven't reached you, specially that we wrote it well in advance so you would have it by the time of your coronation. As a matter of good faith, we have attached the copy.

Citation:

Castel de Mulhouse, 17 mai 1461

À Ludwig von Frayner, Empereur du Saint Empire Romain Germanique
De Son Altesse Jade de Sparte d'Avila,

Par la présente, nous, Jade de Sparte d'Avila, jurons obsequium, auxilium et consilium à l'Empire.

Jade de Sparte d'Avila
Duchesse Impériale de Mulhouse
Duchesse de Pompey
Duchesse Régente de Blâmont et de Vittel
Baronne Royale de Rouvroy
Dame d'Autrey-lès-Gray, de Baccarat et de Châtenois

Faict en nostre Castel de Mulhouse, le dix-septième jour de mai de l'an de Grasce MCDLXI.

But in order to make it clearer, I am willing to write it again. Forgive me to slightly change the words of the King of Imperial Arms as this is an oath and not ennoblement.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Jade de Sparte hereby declare renew my oath. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Duchess of Strasburg, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

May the Almighty protects the Empire and its people

Jade de Sparte d'Avila
Imperial Duchess of Salzburg
Duchess of Pompey
Regent of the Duchies of Blâmont and Vittel
Royal Baronness of Rouvroy
Lady of Autrey-lès-Gray, Baccarat and Châtenois

Kleeotr

When is turn come he went to the center of the hall and said after he kneel in front of the emperor:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Bosio I Sforza, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Squire, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath
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Eriti

Eriti waited her turn to swear, then she knelt and with loud and clear voice said her oath:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I,Eriti Velia Malipiero Giustiniani Longo Vasa, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Spokeperson, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath

Then she rose up and back at her chair.
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Se la gente ti critica lo fa per due motivi: o non sa come impiegare il tempo o vorrebbe essere dannatamente come te.

Jospin81

Leonardo Manfredi also knelt and said his oath:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Leonardo Manfredi Della Torre Borgia, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Head Translator of the Imperial Scriptorium, Imperial Ambassador and soldier of the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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°°°°°°°°°Araldo della Alto Nobile Famiglia dei Borgia°°°°°°°°°

Lisergica

Lisergica bowed and said the oath:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Lisergica De Luna De Curtis hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Baroness of Vercelli, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Lisergica, Sindaco di Alessandria

Invisible

Lawrence waited his turn to swear, then he knelt afore the Emperor and he said his oath.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Lawrence Maxime Pignatelli, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Judical Minister, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Pygaer_de_bouvignes

Pygaer bows and recites his oath, while putting one knee on the ground:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Pygaer de Bouvignes hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Count of Loon, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Comyr

It was a good coronation. Not to say a perfect one.

So as it was time for the oaths, he walked smiling in front of the Emperor, felt to one knee and spoke the words.

Your Imperial Majesty, my Emperor, it is with great pride that I, Comyr of Wettin, hereby declare accepting you as Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire with humility and respect.
On my honor, my faith and my life, I promise you, Ludwig von Frayner, as the Imperial Secretary, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium.
May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Roman Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

After that, he stand up and take his leave, back to the seats, as there was a big queue of nobles and representatives...

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Elektra.

Elektra gets inside a short time after the imperial comte. She smiles him when she meets him.
With rapid steps, the knight came lend his allegiance to the emperor. One knee on the floor, her hand on the hilt of her sword, she says the words out loud.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Elektra d'Acoma de Colmar, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Knight and Great Master of ODL, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Grand Maitre de l'ODL , Chevalier Imperial de Colmar

Vitello

Era fatta.
Dinnanzi a lui c'era il suo Imperatore. L'uomo che da subito aveva sentito in grande sintonia con lui e che aveva ravvivato in lui la speranza di vedere finalmente un Impero unito senza figli e figliastri ma di soli fratelli.
Ora era persino un po' commosso dalla splendida cerimonia, dalle belle parole che aveva pronunciato il suo Imperatore e dalla musica che in sottofondo accompagnava la cerimonia del giuramento.

Si schiarì la voce con un finto colpo di tosse si avvicinò a Sua Altezza, si inginocchio è disse:

Vostra Maestà Imperiale, è con grande orgoglio che io, Erazmus Ciolek Witelo della Rovere, dichiaro di accettare questo onore con umiltà e rispetto.
Sulla mia fede e il mio onore, prometto alla Vostra Maestà Imperiale, come Doge della Repubblica di Genova, di compiere il mio dovere di Obsequium, Consilium e Auxilium. Possa l'Onnipotente e tutti i rappresentanti del Sacro Romano Impero essere testimoni del mio giuramento.

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It was made.
In front of him was his Emperor. The man who had immediately felt in great harmony with him and that he had revived in him the hope of finally seeing a united Empire without children and stepchildren but only brothers.
Now it was even a little 'touched by the beautiful ceremony, the beautiful words he had pronounced his Emperor and the music in the background that accompanied the ceremony of swearing.

He cleared his throat with a fake cough came to His Highness, knelt is said:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Erazmus Ciolek Witelo della Rovere, hereby accept this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise to Your Imperial Majesty, as Doge of Genoa, to do my duty to Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of the Holy Roman Empire be witnesses of my oath.
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Pippa

She walked to the Emperor with her eyes to the ground in repect of him. When she is in front of him, she looks him in his eyes and smiles gentle before she kneels. Her voice sounds clear when she starts to speak.

Your Imperial Majesty, my Emperor, it is with great pride and honour that I, Philippa Vittoria Borgia de Ligne, hereby declare accepting you as Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. You have my respect, humility and gratefullness.
On my honor, my faith and my life, I promise you, Ludwig von Frayner, as the Imperial Duchess and also as your personal advisor, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium.
May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Roman Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

Now she stands up and has a little grin on her face, she knows for sure that the Emperor is not aware of a habit from Holland to give the peacekiss at the ceremony.
With her eyes to the top of her shoes, she puts her hands in the hands of the emperor en kisses him . Now she showed her complete surrender to be his vassal. She would die for her Emperor.
With her head still down, she walks backward some steps to give space for the next one.
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Luthiandis

Die junge Maid war verwirrt. Wo war der König? Er hatte doch das Recht als erster seine Treue zu beeiden. Sowieso... Sie reckte sich um etwas weiter vorne die Personen zu erkennen - Wieso war der König oder einer seiner Vertreter nicht hier? Musste man sich als Bürger des deutschen Königreiches Sorgen und Gedanken machen? War der König etwa erkrankt und konnte deswegen nicht erscheinen?
Sie biß sich auf die Lippen.

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The young maiden was confused. Where was the king? But he had the right to be the first to swear his loyalty. Anyway ... She stretched a little further forward to recognize the people - Why wasn´t the King or one of his representatives here? You had to make as a citizen of the German kingdom worries and thoughts? The king was about ill and could not appear because of this?
She bit her lips.
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Elein

Violante waited for her turn, then she left her seat, she made a deep bow, and she said the oath

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Elein Violante II Carroz di Savorgnan in Montefeltro, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the President of Imperial Diet, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath
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Babxbba

It is possible that I still have goosebumps when I´m here?
And look at how much people is looking, oh my!

As cinereal as ever, his thoughts running in his head, when in front of his Emperor, his oath
comes out of his mouth:

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Marco Filippo Borgia, known as Babxbba, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Imperial Knight of the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

Bab never loved formalities, but sometimes a man have to do what he had to do.
Even if this will mean confronting one´s own fear of public.
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Barone di Gatteo Mare, definito lo più eccezionale giullare delli Regni. E lo giullare ha trovato cosa fare.

Magda35

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Ametista "Magda35" Dei Cristallo, Imperial Knight declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

Magda35
Imperial Knight
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Lestad

Lestad left his position for a little moment to swear his oath.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Lestad von Wahlasé, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as imperial Knight, Imperial General of the seven and Captain of the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Ghami

After the Margravine Ranian had given her oath to the emperor Ghami stepped in front of the Emperor and gave his oath.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Ghami von Harlau hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the new Prince of Pommerania and as Imperial King of Arms, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

Then he took again his place besides the throne.
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Mephisto89

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Fabio De Luna De Curtis , hereby accept this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise to Your Imperial Majesty, as Duke of Milan , to do my duty to Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of the Holy Roman Empire be witnesses of my oath.
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Tancredis

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Tancredis di Biancamano Warlords , hereby accept this honor with humility and respect.
On my faith and my honor, I promise to Your Imperial Majesty, as Prince of Florence , to do my duty to Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of the Holy Roman Empire be witnesses of my oath.
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Maniero

Came his turn the Duke of Modena came forward to utter the oath in the name and on behalf of the territories represented by him ...

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Michele di Montefeltro Maniero, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect.

On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Duke of Modena, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium.

May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath
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Kyrostasis

So many honorable people came to do their oat in front of the new emporer and so does Kyrostasis.

Kyro walked in front of his emporer to knee down, and ...

"Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Kyrostasis I. of Wanyan, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the King of the German Kingdom, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath. "

After he has given his oat, he stood up again nodded to the emporer and went back to all the other dukes of the German Kingdom.
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Hugbald

When it was time to swear his oath, he went in front of the throne und knelt down in front of the emperor.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Hugbald von Rosenfeldt, hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Duke of Partenkirchen, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

After he had spoken this words, he stood up and went back to the others.
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Hugbald von Rosenfeldt
König des Deutschen Königreiches

Sire_ares

Arès appeared before the Emperor.
He put one knee.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Arès de Singrist d'Acoma hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Impérial Knight, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

And rising, he returned to the ranks.

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Artifex

The great cathedral was still flood of people.
Artifex bent her and pronounced the sacred words of the oath :

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Artifex Artemisia Pignatelli hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Imperial Knight, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Cavaliere di Merito del Ducato di Milano e Castellana di Zerbio - Se dici ciò che vuoi, devi ascoltare in risposta ciò che non vuoi

Duck74

Raul si inginocchiò e disse il giuramento :

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Raul Francisco Pato Guerrero hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Impérial Knight, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Ludwig_von_frayner

[Aut Caesar aut nihil]

One after the other, the new Emperor received the oath of his vassals and councillors, answering in the same way :

"It is with great pride that We recognize you as Our councillor and vassal. God bless you, and bless the Empire, for centuries to come."

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[Aut Caesar aut nihil]

L'Empereur reçut le serment de ses vassaux et conseillers, l'un après l'autre, répétant les mêmes mots :

"C'est avec un grand honneur que Nous vous reconnaissons comme notre conseiller et notre vassal. Que Dieu vous bénisse et bénisse l'Empire pour les siècles à venir."

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Guy.fawkes

Guy was late in the Cathedral, and the nobles were already taking there oaths to the new emperor. Guy waited for his turn and then went to the Emperor to take his oath.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Guy Fawkes Tailleur hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as the Impérial Patron of Arts and soldier in the Aquilae Imperatoris, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.
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Beara

Beara kniet vor Seine Majestät und spricht stolz:
Beara kneels before his Majesty and swears proudly:

Eure Kaiserliche Majestät, mit großen Stolz erkläre ich, Beara von Thanatos, dass ich diese Ehre mit Demut und Ehrerbietung annehme. Ich schwöre bei meinem Glauben und meiner Ehre euch, Eure Kaiserliche Majestät, als Landgraf von Werdenberg, dass ich meine Pflicht des Obsequium, Consilium und Auxilium wahrnehme. Möge der Allmächtige und alle Vertreter des Heiligen Römischen Reiches Zeugen meines Schwures sein.

Your Imperial Majesty, it is with great pride that I, Beara von Thanatos hereby declare accepting this honor with humility and respect. On my faith and my honor, I promise Your Imperial Majesty, as Landgraf of Werdenberg, to fulfill my duty of Obsequium, Consilium and Auxilium. May the Almighty and all the representatives of The Roman Holy Empire be the witnesses of my oath.

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