Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Sept 15, 2022 14:05:40 GMT -5
[ Made for those invited to the party. Those not on the guest list that attempt to attend anyway may face IC consequences. Invited from Nevermere: Kennet Caern , Ophelia Rainecourt (and company), Odina Ellis (and daughters), Hadrian Usher (and company), @catalina (and Beaumonts), any played and available Delaneys, any played and available Morrigans; additionally, there are royal guards that have the opportunity to be present, though they are not to eat/dance/partake of the ceremony but instead simply to watch and perhaps have quiet conversations (this includes Regan Lassiter ). Invited from Lorendale (brought by the queen and her portkey): @iliana , Tybalt Zane, Simon Mikaels , @romilly , Augustus Rainecourt , Phaedra Rainecourt-Marx , Titus Huxley ]
The eldest prince of Nevermere, the firstborn and first son of King Cassian and Queen Iliana, was four. There were celebrations in the streets by commoners. Nobles toasted the life of the young prince in their homes. The king and queen, along with the uppermost tier of Nevermerean society, celebrated with the young man on a freshly finished ship that the king had commissioned for Cassian II, called Cass, the future king of Nevermere. More than just that, if Cassian's plans succeeded. His son would not only rule his kingdom; he would rule them all.
The ship was not the biggest that could have been made, but it was decked out with all the bells and whistles that a monarch taking to the sea could want. Its sails were marked with the Nevermerean Rainecourt crest, and there was more than one place in which gold had been inlaid into wood. The night's journey would take them down the coast of Skia at a leisurely pace, and once back at Shadows Landing there would be fireworks on the beach. While on board, guests would enjoy music played by the greatest musicians in Nevermere, a smorgasbord of Nevermerean and Lorendale fingerfoods and cuisines, unlimited drinks, and a servant-manned privy just below deck that sported a copper chamber pot with folded parchment.
Call it fancy.
The ship was still loading. Guests would climb the safety roped gang plank to the gloved hand of assistance. Coats and gifts would be received for them, and as they moved onto the deck their names would be announced by a caller. Most who had already arrived were not listening. There were plenty of children present, you see, only the finest bred in the land, and more than one parent was intent on arranging what matches they could.
Cassian stood on the quarter deck, a bit removed from the main activity on the ship, currently alone except for Regan, casting a serious eye over the waters beyond Skia.
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- This counts as a gathering at the very least, and may be romantic/conflict-filled/a change in relationship or what have you depending on all that transpires with your character.
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