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[chloe-spade]

Prince and The Pauper Chapter 1: Village Day

💜

Amoré watched as two young children play tag in the gardens, laughing and giggling, through a nearby window.

"So sweet," he sighs happily, "to be young and happy." He continues with this notes.

A knock came to the door, "Oh, come in."

Fioare walks inside and goes over to Amoré, presenting a pink rose, "A flower for your highness?"

Amoré gasps and smiles as he takes the rose, "Thank you, Fioare, but why the formalities?" He stands from his chair, "it's just me."

"Ah, on the way over here," Fioare explained, "the queen told me to come get you as the ambassador, as well as the welcoming queen, has arrived."

"Already?" Amoré sighed, "Please tell my mother I'm not in the mood," He walks to the balcony , "and frankly, I don't ever want to meet up with them ever."

"I suppose you are not over it?" Fioare chuckles, "I get it, Amoré, but these people are depending on you."

"Don't give me a lecture too."

"Oh, of course not. But I understand your frustrations, and maybe I can do something about it?"

"Fioare," Amoré smiles, "I thank you, but the flowers aren't enough to make me feel better about all this."

Fioare smiles, "How about a day in the village?"

Amoré's eyes lite up and looks over, "Really?"

"Yes, my brothers and I are tasked to get some lovely flower arrangements and I thought it would be good to invite you over as a way to make you feel better."

Amoré smiles and hugs Fioare, "Thank you, Fioare!"

Fioare smiles and looks at the gardens below, "Tomorrow morning?"

"That's perfect."

Fioare nods and walks out the room, leaving Amoré by himself once again.

"Oh, Fioare," Amoré sighs, "I wish I could tell you how much I love you. I wish I could choose you but this stupid marriage has blocked my chances. But if one day, this marriage was cancelled, I would immediately run to you and tell you everything." He sits down and looks at the rose once again, smelling it. "Such a beautiful rose...he knows me so well."

Amoré looks out once again and sees Crewel returns.

"He's back...this late?" He whispered.

Amoré walks out of his room and strolls down the halls, looking for Crewel, meeting him halfway.

"Ah, your highness," Crewel greeted him with a bow, "how are you this fine day?"

"Not well," Amoré answered, "but I was more curious about you."

"About me?"

Amoré jumped as his dalmatians growled behind him.

"Penny! Polly!" Crewel sternly spoke, "Don't growl at the prince." He looks back at Amoré, "You were saying, you highness?"

"Right. I saw you last night, walking away from the castle," Amoré explained, "what were you doing last night?"

"Ah, that is my business alone, your highness," Crewel sneered, "it's unbecoming of you to snoop around other people's business."

"You're right, but I was just being curious." Amoré huffs, and turns around, "Good day, Crewel."

Amoré walks away, ignoring Crewel's grin.

Crewel sighs, "Ah, young people don't stop weasel their way into business that isn't even there's." He opens the door to the throne room and bows down.

"Ah, Crewel." Queen Serena grinned, "Just in time. Have you got Amoré?"

"Ah, no, your highness." Crewel sighs, "He left as soon as I arrived.," He walks forward, "but you shall not worry, he will come around and he and Prince Ruggie will be able to get along splendidly."

"Good for you to think so," Serena spoke, "and here is Queen Enda and her two advisors."

"Please to meet you." Crewel bowed.

"Oh, such a nice man," Queen Enda chuckles, "you got a good eye, Serena."

One of the advisor rolled his eyes as the other bowed back.

"Ah, the pleasure's all mine."

Serena smiles. "Now we are all formally introduced, we shall discuss wedding plans. Because we have only have next week for the wedding."

"Next week?!" Gasped Crewel, causing many to look towards him.

"Ah, did I not tell you?" Serena gulped,"I apologize."

"Ah, sorry for my outburst," Crewel apologies, "I forgot about that little detail."

"Of course you did," muttered the second advisor, who's purched on a nearby wall.

"Don't be rude," Enda lectured, "be nice. The Kingdom is nice enough to let us come over."

Serena frowned. "This is going to be a long day."

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"La la la...la la la...la la la la la la...," Silver mused as he choose new fabrics for new gowns, suits, etc.

Silver was alone at the shop, since both Lilia and Eliza both went to town for more fabrics and food.

As he was alone, his mind begins to wonder into his imagination, like dancing with a prince as they sang a duet together.

It was one of his common daydreams, other than joining the royal guard and sword fight.

"...if you love me for me," he sang, dancing with a mannequin, "I will stay by your side, if you love me for me.."

"Wow," breathed a unknown voice, startling Silver, "You have a beautiful voice."

Silver gasps and looks over and blushes, "T-thank you," he sets the mannequin down, "D-did you need anything?"

"Ah, yeah," the boy chuckles, "we heard this is the place for wedding equipment?'

Silver quickly nods.

"A-are you the owner?"

Silver shakes his head, "No, I'm just a mere seamster,...that's all."

"With that beautiful of a voice, I thought you would be a singer."

Silver blushes and looks down, "Thank you," he clears his throat, "let me take your measurements."

Silver measures the boy, trying to avoid conversation as the unknown boy kept talking, or flirting with Silver the whole time.

After the while, the measurements are done and design was created.

"Don't worry, I'll work hard to get it."

The boy looks down at his hand and carefully takes it, "Not to hard, ok? Look at all those bruised, cuts and small pricks. Haven't you got proper care?"

Silver, stunned, shakes his head.

Coins clashes into his head.

"I'll see you in a few days, my dear seamster."

Silver blushes and nods.

He watch him left and sits down, trying to process what has happened during those small ten to fifteen minutes.

Silver puts the coins in his small pocket.

He gasps as he feels a unfamiliar object and takes it out.

It was a golden engagement ring, with a small diamond at the center.

Silver walks up to the counter to see the boy again, but he was no where to be found, even though the waves of the people in town.

"..who are you?" He whispered, looking at the ring one last time as he carefully puts the ring back into his pocket and walks back inside.

💗

"Stay hidden, ok?" Fioare whispered toward Amoré as he helps him in the carriage.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Mathys muttered, "I mean, we could get in trouble for this."

"It's what I want," Amoré whispered, "and Fioare promised."

"And don't worry, we won't be gone for long," Fortune grinned, "let us go."

The carriage rode off, and Amoré watched the view, how he went passed the palace walks to the outskirts of town.

"Ready?"

Amoré nods and walks out to look into the town.

"Just nervous," he answered and walks towards the town and looks around.

The brothers follows.

"Now, Mathys and I will get some of the flowers for the engagement, and Fioare will show you around."

Fioare nods and takes Amoré's hand, "Follow me."

Amoré and Fioare walks in the town.

"Look at this place," Amoré sighs, "it's much more open then the palace. And everyone doesn't know who I am."

"Ah, that's great." Fioare smiles, "how about I show you some of my favorite places? Like a small bakery nearby."

"Oh? Please do."

Fioare smiles and walks towards a nearby bakery.

Amoré looks around and saw an upsetting sight of a man boarding up his shop, and walking away sorrowfully.

He looked around for more boarded shops and many carrying bags, leaving town either on foot or on horses.

This made Amoré sad, as he was so unaware of the condition of his kingdom, and how many suffer from lack of money. It made his consider not canceling the engagement, as it'll help the people he was supposed to lead.

💙

Like a bird that flies

In the morning light

Or a butterfly

In the spring

💙

Amoré gasps out of his trance.

"What was that?" He whispered, walking towards a fountain in the middle of the town.

He saw a hooded boy helping a girl with her injured knee, singing to presumingly calm her sobs down.

Amoré watched, and now he couldn't stop looking. And the song was beautiful, and the melody was amazing.

💙

When your spirit rides

The wings of hope

You'll find your wings

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"Y-you have a beautiful v-voice," the girl whimpered.

"Thank you." The boy smiles and wraps her knee.

"C-can you keep singing? I like it.."

"Of course."

💙

For you're always

Free to begin again

And you're always

Free to believe

💙

He picks up the stack of fabrics and silks, and waves at the little girl, who ran back to her mother, clearly more happier.

💙

When you find the place

That your heart belongs-

💙

Both gasped as the silks and fabrics flew into the air and both Amoré and the hooded boy were now on the floor, dizzy.

"I'm sorry!" The boy gasps and starts to clean his mess.

"It's alright," Amoré laughs and begins to help out, "You know, you have a beautiful voice, which works for such a beautiful song."

"Thank you," he mumbled, "My father would sing it to me when I was younger."

Amoré smiles and resumes to help out.

"You clutz!" Yelled a women towards the boy, "Do you know how expensive these are!!" She hissed, and grabs his arm.

His hood came off as she grabbed him, revealing his face.

Amoré gasps, seeing his face. Aurora colored eyes and silver hair, contrasted to his golden hair and aurora colored eyes.

"Sorry, Lady Eliza," the boy mumbles.

"You should be," Eliza hissed.

After everything's been picked up, Amoré helps the boy with the equipment.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you," the boy apologies.

"Oh, no worries," Amoré laughs, "I understand that working hard can be so overwhelming."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Both continued to talk as they walked, almost about everything, joking toward each other, and even singing a little.

Amoré's eyes lite up as the shop came into his view.

"You work for Miss Eliza?" He gasped.

"I..I work for her, yes," he looks down, "I'm a semester here, along with my father. We've been doing this since I was little."

They walk inside, with Amoré looks so astonished about everything. Like looking at the beautiful dresses and suits, the interior design, everything.

"Ah, Silver," called a worker who looked awfully familiar to him.

"Silver?" He spoke, "That's a beautiful name."

Silver smiles, "Thank you."

"And you met a new friend today?" The worker laughs and holds his hand out, "My name's Lilia, Silver's father."

"Nice to meet you," Amoré grinned.

Lilia leads them downstairs to the working area, and Silver, helped with Amoré, put the silks, fabrics, and threads away.

"Oh," Silver looks over, "What's your name?"

Amoré looks up and carefully takes off his hood and smiles, "You can just call me Amoré."

"Amoré, hmm?" Lilia laughs, "My, you have the same name as the prince. And you look like him too."

Silver looks at Amoré, and was very silent.

"....you...you look like me..?" He whispered, walking towards Amoré, "..same eyes."

Amoré blushes, "Yes, we have the same eyes, and I've been told that aurora colored eyes are very rare. I mean, we do look similar... except for the hair. Oh, is that why Lilia named you Silver?"

"I'm surprised your name isn't Golden," Silver joked, causing Amoré to giggle.

"I'll leave you two alone," Lilia chuckles, "Don't worry about me." And he walks away.

"So, why are you outside the palace?" Silver asked, taking a fabric, "Aren't you supposed to..you know, stay in?"

"Oh," Amoré sits down, "It's the one day I can be outside without responsibilities, rules and no setbacks. I'm destined to marry someone I don't even know. So this is...my first and last taste of freedom before next week."

Silver frowns, "I'm so sorry. I didn't know.'"

"It's alright," Amoré laughs, "You must have such an easier life here than what I experienced."

"I wouldn't say that."

Amoré tilts his head as Silver stands.

💙

If I like to have my breakfast hot

Madame Eliza will make me pay

💙

"Pay?!"

"Yes."

💙

And I have to fetch the eggs myself

And the barn's a mile away

It's cold and wet, yet still I get

An omelette on my plate

💙

Silver sighs and sinks down to his seat and looks around.

💙

But in my head I'm back in bed

Snuggled up and sleeping late

💙

"Really?" Amoré gasped, walking towards Silver.

"Really," Silver responded, "But it's all right. I mean, I'm used to it. And you?"

"Well..." Amoré hesitated.

"Well?" Silver echoed.

Amoré gulps.

💗

If I want some eggs I ring the bell

And the maid comes running in

💗

Amoré pulls Silver up and pretends to be a servant and hands out a imaginary tray, and Silver took an imaginary cookie from it.

💗

And she serves them on a silver tray

And she brings a cookie tin

💗

Amoré bows and helps Silver onto the table and pretends to serve him, making Silver laugh.

💗

And while I eat, she rubs my feet

And strolling minstrels play

But I'd rather be in my library

Reading science books all day

💗

Silver gets back up and looks over at Amoré.

How Amoré portrayed his life in such a simple way made Silver visualize how Amoré was unhappy with his life.

"You know..."

💙

I'm just like you

You are?

You're just like me

There's somewhere else we'd rather be

💙

He opens the window and let's some birds in and Amoré lifts his hand to greet them.

💙

Somewhere that's ours

Somewhere that dreams come true

Yes, I am a boy like you

💙

Amoré looks at Silver and pets the bird as it nuzzles his finger.

💗

You'd never think

That it was so

But now I've met you and I know

It's plain as day

💗

Amoré takes Silver arms and starts to twirl, catching Silver off guard, but enjoyed it nonetheless.

💗

Sure as the sky is blue

That I am a boy like you

💙

"So," Amoré laughs, "you're a singer?"

"No," Silver corrected, "I work at Madame Eliza's penitentiary," he clears his throat, "Uh, I mean Dress Emporium.."

"My mother loves Madame Eliza's dresses! And she never shuts up about them either."

"Wanna know a fun fact?" Silver looks at Amoré's suit, "I made the one you're wearing."

Amoré gasps and looks, "You made this?" He asked, "It's my favorite. The design looks so complicated!" He looks over at Silver, "How?"

"Oh, but it isn't really."

Silver goes and grabs a fabric, "Watch."

💙

First I choose a fabric from the rack

And I pin the pattern down

And I stitch it in the front and back

And it turns into a gown!

💙

Amoré looks in astonishment, "That was...fast. And without any trouble?"

"Yep! I've been doing this for years now, and I have the right experience and tools. Wanna try it on?"

Amoré nods and quickly changes to the handmade gown and begins to dance around happily, imagining himself in his room.

💗

I wear the gown without my crown

And dance around my room

And imagine life without the strife

Of an unfamiliar groom

💜

Amoré looks out the window and sees his palace and sighs sadly, "But I'd never let my mother know. I wouldn't want to disappoint her.."

Silver looks over at Lilia and nods on agreement, "I completely understand."

Amoré eyes teared up a little when Silver said that, and his grin was more happier than his previous.

💜

I'm just like you

I think that's true

You're just like me

Yes, I can see

We take responsibility

We carry through (We carry through)

Do what we need to do

Yes, I am a boy like you

💜

Lilia sees and smiles. It's nice to see Silver out of the shy shell he would put himself in and especially someone he can consider a friend, not a foe.

💜

I'm just like you (I'm just like you)

You're just like me (You're just like me)

It's something anyone can see

A heart that beats (A heart that beats)

A voice that speaks the truth

Yes, I am a boy like you

💜

"That was amazing," Amoré laughs, "We could be brothers!"

"I suppose so," Silver smiles, "..I mean, except for the hair of course."

Amoré smiles and grabs another dress, "Come on, try this one."

"Oh! I can't..."

"I think it would look fantastic on you, and we'll be able to match! And I'll pay, it's my treat."

Silver huffs a little and finally relents, walking to the back to change. "You are convincing."

"I can be." Amoré boasted, "Always a talent I have. Props for a being royalty, I guess." A thought occurred when Silver walked out.

"Hey, do have a birthmark?"

Silver looked at Amoré quietly before answering, "Yes...many people have birthmarks?"

"Well, do you have one that's...very weird and so unexplainable that you have to show them as proof?"

"I...have?"

Amoré smiles and lifts down his sleeve, showing a half crown on his right shoulder.

"That's a birthmark?" Silver asked.

"I know! It's so weird, but Mother told me it was like my Father's. But for him, it was a full crown," Amoré's face softens, "I never got to meet him, my Father. I was told he died when I was young, baby age."

"How did he...?"

"I never got an answer."

"I'm so sorry, I'd hate to lose my father. He raised me lile his own for so many years."

Amoré looks over at Lilia, "You must be so lucky to have him around. He seems like a good sport."

Silver laughs, "He is. Unless you did something he'll disagree with, but that hasn't happened in a while."

Amoré laughs.

💜

Fioare was panicking, as he couldn't see Amoré anywhere.

He asks around and it leads him to Eliza's Dress Emporium, a place that he remembered Crewel going for Amoré's wedding suit.

"Why would Amoré be here?" He wondered, "I don't think he knew about suit?"

He shrugs off his nervousness and knocks on the entrance door.

Eliza walks out and sneered, "What do you want?"

"Oh, my apologies, but I came to get a wedding suit for the prince?"

Eliza's eyes narrowed.

"I'm a worker of the Royal palace."

"Come on," she leads him inside and knocks on the door, "Lilia! Is the suit ready?"

"Lilia..?" Fioare muttered.

"It's on the way!" Lilia cheered from beyond the door.

The door opens, revealing Lilia.

"Hello," He greeted, "let me show you what we did so you can tell me if it's ready."

Fioare gulped and follows Lilia down the stairs.

"Are you scared of me?" Lilia teased, "I suppose you know about my olden days as a knight, hmm?"

"Yes, Sir Lilia. I've heard many tales of you in the battlefield, and knights has always told stories of you when training new trainees."

"Aw, I'm flattered," Lilia grinned, "I worked for that queen when I was a young fae, but after a few years, I... retired."

"Yes, many didn't know why."

"Ah, let's just say that The queen and I had a major disagreement."

"What about...?"

"Oh nothing in particular. Silver, can you get the wedding suit?"

Silver looks up, "Which one?"

"For the prince!"

"For me!?" Amoré gasped, getting up from his seat.

"Amoré!!" Fioare sighs of relief, "Thank the starts you're ok! Why did you wonder off?"

Amoré hugs Fioare and pats his back, calming him down.

"I'll be fine," Amoré smiles, "I've been here the whole time, safe and sound. And I made a new friend!"

Fioare looks over and his eyes widen when he saw Silver and looks back at Amoré, going back and forth between them.

"I know, right?" Lilia joked, "Similar in almost every way."

"Oh my god," Fioare breathe, "you two look so similar...I mean, it's like looking at a portrait."

"It's a complement," Silver hums and walks over to grab the suit and quickly boxes it, he goes over and hands it to Fioare.

"Thank you."

"Silver, you don't mind walking them out?"

Silver nods and leads them outside the shop as the carriage arrived and Fioare opened the door.

"One day, I'll invite you to the palace," Amoré concluded, "We can do everything together and maybe you can even sing! Like the beautiful melody I heard earlier."

"I'll be here," Silver looks back at the shop.

"Don't worry, I'll come by personally to get you. I promise you!" Amoré walks inside the carriage and waves as the carriage rode off.

Silver waves back and smiles.

"What a day..."

💜

"You met Lilia!" Mathys hissed, "The feared guard of the palace?! And he's a semester? What has the world has become."

"Mathys, he was very nice and maybe even a bit giggly at times. And he's a has a son as we, so I'd say he's good in life."

"Well, that's fantastic," Fortune spoke, "He seems very happy."

Amoré didn't listen, he looks back at the village and smiles.

💜

That night, Amoré couldn't sleep, perhaps he was buzzing after the day in the village.

So, there he was, looking at books about specific flowers and meanings, at around midnight. He was always reading, and the book was special as Fioare gifted him.

"Maybe a walk on the gardens could help.." he muttered softly.

Amoré walks outside in his room, carefully, and slowly walked towards the bottom of the stairs, trying not alert the guards.

Unfortunately, as soon as he opens the door to the garden, a bag immediately covered him and he was tied up.

He screamed to be released, but the two men who kidnapped him were laughing and running as soon as he was within the confined of the bag.

Amoré could only see darkness and laughter of the evil man, scared him as now he was wisked away from his home.

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Everyone went to bed absolutely exhausted on that first winter night.

The blizzard was still raging outside but the fire was bright and hot in the hearth. The toddlers were also very cozy in the thick quilts Thierry got from them during his travels.

(Yes, I did spend simoleons on new toddler beds simply for the story... I’m all about the immersion!)

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Actors in alphabetical order: part 1(A-D), part 2, part 3

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Léa Seydoux - under development (Roses à crédit 2010, Belle Épine 2010, Mistérios de Lisboa 2010, The Beast 2023, Dune: Part Two) Kelly Macdonald - under development (Elizabeth1998, Nanny McPhee 2005, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 2011, Boardwalk Empire) Emily Mortimer - under development (Elizabeth1998, The Glass Virgin 1995, Leonie 2010)

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[kritere]

Mathys Tel dimostra tutto il suo talento al vice di Henry: l’impatto è devastante

DIRETTA TV Lo streaming in diretta di questo programma sarà visibile su KRITERE.COM Kritere.com è il servizio gratuito che permette di guardare anche all’estero tutti i canali TV italiani, film on demande e eventi sportivi. 12 Ottobre 2023 L’attaccante del Bayern Monaco, classe 2005, è in ritiro con l’Under 21 della Francia. Tel al vice di Thierry Henry ha dato una dimostrazione di enorme…

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[deachterkant]

Overrompelend was het: een zo goed als volledige Camarasaurus 🦕 helpen vrijkappen in Wyoming. Opgravingen in the middle of nowhere zijn ook een sociaal experiment. Je zet vijf mensen die mekaar voordien niet of amper kenden, van 7 uur ‘s morgens tot rond middernacht samen, de slaap als enige bubbel. Elke dag een ‘chain gang’ (zoals we het noemden) onder een loden zon, elke dag weer nieuwe fossiele puzzelstukken zoeken, overleggen hoe we ze best loskrabben, -breken, -slijpen en -trekken, praktische stuff regelen, proberen niet elke dag hamburgers te fretten, mekaar niet beu worden, … Wel, ik zat in een dream team. Xavier Valentin is de ervaren rot: tal van expedities achter de rug (behoorde tot de groep die in Tsjaad Toumaï ontdekte, een van de alleroudste mensachtigen). Hij is grappig én no-nonsense tegelijk. Een Terminator ook: zijn handen lijken vergroeid met de slijpschijf en de beitelhamer. Met hem gaat het vooruit. Thierry ‘pappie’ Hubin is de goedlachse Binchois met de straffe verhalen van zijn vorige opgravingen in Rusland, Roemenië en China. Zeker als we ‘s avonds het eten deden zakken met een vodka. Hij is een ‘camerasaurus’. We verzwegen op den duur dat we een roofvogel of een hert hadden gezien, want anders was hij weer een uur door zijn lens aan het turen. Aurore ‘Lara Croft’ Mathys is de secure en leergierige archeologe en ‘drone dame’. Als ze haar phd te pakken heeft, maakt ze een wereldreis. Ze had in de lokale pub (één van de twee) touche van cowboy ‘Colt’. Maar zelfs al kwam-ie op een wit paard aangedraft, Wyoming is haar veel te conservatief. En dan ‘mon pote’ Karim Ben Larbi, de preparateur van morgen, waar ik zo hard mee gelachen heb tijdens onze vele sigarettenbreaks. We hadden iets gemeen: de totale verbazing dat wij met onze achtergond - hij een Marokkaan uit Molenbeek, ik iemand die Germaanse studeerde (met nadruk op literatuur) - tot dit avontuur zijn gekomen. We maakten een vlog over de opgravingen: bekijk hem hier.

#polaroid picture #polaroid sx 70 #polaroid 600 #instant photography #polaroid originals #excavations #fieldwork #palaeontology #wyoming

[ahb-writes]

Medieval Nicknames, Pet Names & Diminutives — Male

Adam: Adnet, Adenot, Adkin, Ade, Add

Aloysius: Lowis, Lewis, Lewin, Louis

Amyas: Amyot, Amand, Amadis (Fr)

Ancel: Ansel(l), Anselm, Ancelot, Anscelin, Hanselin, Anselin

Andrew: Dandy, Tandy, Dancock

Anketil: Antel, Anker, Antin, Aske Asketil, Askil, Annakin(Yo), Asti

Arnold: Arnaud, Arnot, Arnel

Auberon/Aubrey: Oberon, Avery, Avo, Aves, Auvery, Aubert, Albray, Albert

Bartholomew: Bart, Ba(t)te, Barty (Scots), Batty, Batkin, Bette, Bartelot, Bertelot, Bertelmew

Christopher: Stoffer, Kit(te), Kester, Kitelin, Christal (Scots)

Denis: Dionysus, Den(et), Denzil, Denisel

Egidius: Aegidius, Giles,Gille, Gillard, Gilo, Gisel

Elias: Ellis, Elcock, Helle, Eliot, Elwaud (Scots), Elwat, Eluat, Eluolt, Elkin, Helyas, Hellis, Elyet, Allat, Alard Adalard, Elicoc, Hellcock, Elie

Geoffrey: Jeppe, Geff, Gepp, Jeeves, Jeff, Jefcock, Jeffkin, Jeffrey

Gerald/Gerard: Girard, Garard, Garrald, Garrood, Jarrold, Jarrot, Jerald, Greoud, Jared

Gilbert: Gibb, Gibelin, Gibelot, Gip

Hamo: Hamlet, Hamlin, Hammet, Hamnet, Hamon(d), Haim(o), Hame, Hamon, Aymes, Hamekin, Hawkin

Henry: Hal, Harry, Herry, Hanne, Hen(kin), Hanekin, Halkin, Hawkin

Hilary: Ilarius, Illore, Eularius, Eylarius, Ellery, Hille

Hugh: Hugo, Huiet, Hughelot, Ugo ,Hugelin, Huelin, Hulin, Hudde, Huglin, Hudkin, Hukin, Howe, Hewe, Huget, Hudelin, Huhel, Huwet, Huchon (Fr)

James: Jago, Jacob(i), Jacce, Jack(lin), Jagge, Jakot, Jackett, Jackamin, Jex, Jem(me), Gimelot, Jimme, Jaycock, Jakock, Jankin, Jaques, Cob(et), Jakemin

Joel: Juhel, Jool, Jol, Johol, Joelin, Joylin, jollein

John: Jack, Jankin, Jenkin, Jan(cock), Hank (Flem), Henk(e), Henkin, Hann, Jonet, Jehan, Janin, Janne, Jenin, Hancock

Joscelin/Goscelin: Josse, Joyce, Josset, Gotselin, Gotsone, Jukel, Judoc, Joy, Joshin, Joce, Goss, Got(te), Goslin

Lawrence/Laurence: Larry, Lorenz, Larkin, Lorkin, Laret, Lawrie, Lowrie, Low, Laur

Leonard: Leo, Lyel, Leon, Leunot, Leonides, Lionel, Leoline

Luke: Lucius, Lucian,Ludovic, Luck Lucas, Luket

Matthew: Mayhew, Makin, Masse, Math(e), Mathy, Matkin, Maton

Michael: Mihel, Michel, Miot, Mighell, Miche, Miell, Miles, Milo

Nicholas/Colin: Colcock, Cole, Coll, Colkin, Colet, Nicol, Nicolin, Nicks, Nix

Odo: Odelin, Eudo, Otho, Odinel, Othello

Orlando/Roland: Rollet, Rollin, Rowland, Rowlatt, Rollant, Ruel, Rollanz, Rauland

Paul: Poul, Pole, Pauley, Paulin, Powlis

Peter: Pierce, Piers, Pers, Pell, Perkin, Pirret, Perrin, Perr(el), Pierun, Perron, Peterkin, Petri (Scots)

Philip: Phelp, Philp, Felip, Filkin, Philpot, Phipp, Potkin, Potin

Ralph: Rafe, Rafael, Raff, Radulf, Raul, Raulin, Raulot

Randolph: Randall, Randle, Randulf, Rand(y), Hann, Rann, Ranulf, Rankin, Randekin, Ranel, Rendall

Reginald: Reynold, Reynaud, Reginaud

Richard: Rick, Rich(ie), Digge, Ricot, Richelot, Rickard, Dicel, Dic(con), Dicet, Dicelin, Diggen, Hick, Hicun, Hickot

Robert: Rob(in), Robelard, Dobb(in), Hobb(in), Hobelot, Hobelin, Hopkin, Nobb, Nabb, Nabelot, Bobbet

Roger: Hogg, Rodge, Hodge, Dodge, Dogge, Doggin, Hodgekin

Silas/Silvester: Silvanus, Selwyn, Selvayn, Savin, Salvin, Selwin

Simon: Sim(o)nel, Sim(kin), Simond, Simonet, Simcock

Theobald: Tibalt, Tibbald, Tebbet, Tebb(el), Tybaud, Tepp, Talbot

Theodore: Theodoric, Terry, Todrick, Torrey, Tyrri, Tedric, Therry, Thierry (Fr), Deryk (flem)

Thomas: Tom(lin), Tomkin, Tomcock, Tam(lin), Tommis

Torald: Tory

Vivian: Vidian, Fithian, Fidd, Fidkin, Fiddian, Vidgen

William: Wilmot, Guylote, Will(y), Willet, Wilot, Wilcock, Gilot, Gilmyn

(further reading: female names)

#writeblr #medieval research #medieval #novel writing #fiction writing #character names #character development #medieval nicknames #sarah waldock #renaissance regency rummage repository #diminutive #mens names #names dont really have a gender but you get the idea #names

[chloe-spade]

The Prince and The Pauper Chapter 2: Captured and "Returned"

💗

Amoré fell onto the floor and the door locked behind him.

He ran up and banged on the door, trying to break it down, but the laughs of Dee and Dum are not helping his circumstances.

"Let me out!" He demanded, pulling into the door handle, "How dare you kidnap me! I am the prince! Let me go this instant!!"

"Yes, your highness," Dum obeyed, walking towards the door, but stopped by Dee.

"Yes, your highness," Dee mocked, smacking Dum's head, "Crewel puts us in charge, you dunce! Try to be at least more demanding!"

"Uh! Right! I knew that." Dum laughs.

"You are so brainless," Dee sighs, "Come on, you get over here and I'll get us something to eat."

Amoré stopped pulling on the door at the mention of Crewel and slowly backs away from the door in fear.

Crewel? As in Divus Crewel? His mother's own advisor? That same advisor who was the only one possibly opposed to wedding and always treated him like a child?

Amoré was now livid.

"He did this..." He whispered, looking around, "I have to get out of here. But they'll notice."

He waited for the area to get quiet, he looked around every single area, even small areas until he felt a breeze.

It a small hole, but it was looks like it could be broken up with a big object, but he needed one before he could do his plan.

"How should I open this?" Amoré wondered, checking the size of the hole, "It's manageable, and it's breakable, but what to break it with." He looks at his shoes and carefully starts to kick the hole, causing small damages around.

Amoré smirks, "Bingo.."

He takes off his shoes and starts to break open the hole for about 30 minutes, but decided to feign ignorance once Dee and Dum are in earshot.

And just in time too as he heard the entrance open.

"Have you got him?" He heard Crewel ask, and his dogs growling.

"Yep, in there," Dee instructed, "just like you said, boss."

"Good," Crewel sneered, "keep him there until the wedding's cancelled. The queen will grovel at the sight of her loss son by my hand."

Amoré kept his silence, but he wasn't as scared as he was before. Amoré has found his escape plan, even if it takes all night.

For now, he should sleep it off, as the night was finally over.

💗

The morning peaks through the windows as Serena walks around Amoré's room, looking around, followed by Crewel.

"Amoré? Amoré, my dear?" She whispers, walking around, "Oh, you must be sleeping in again. Dear, I have told you that studying damages your sleep schedule," she walks over to the bed to see it surprisingly empty.

"Maybe he's in the gardens?" Crewel suggested.

"Hmm, he shouldn't be." Serena spoke, "I didn't hear any ruff housing this morning."

Serena walks over to his desk and picks up a note.

"What is that, my queen?" Crewel asked.

Serena looked at the note in horror and she lets out a sob, "It says Amoré has ran away!"

Crewel dramatically gasps, "You don't say!"

"It says that Amoré ran away because he doesn't want to marry Prince Ruggie! How could he leave us at this time? And how should I tell Queen Edna and her grandson!" Serena sobs again, "That boy!" She quickly runs off, sobbing, leaving Crewel alone with a wicked grinned.

Word spread quick around the castle off Amoré's heinous deed, so it spread onto the garden staff.

"Amoré? Running away?" Mathys questioned, "We know Amoré enough that he wouldn't ran away even when he's in a corner."

"I know," Fortune agreed, "Amoré running away seems so sudden and unlike him."

Fioare looks up at Amoré's room and looks back at his brothers.

"I don't believe it." He announced.

"Fioare, we know you like him," Mathys groaned, "but if the queen's says it, it's bound to be true."

"No," Fioare denied, "We wouldn't noticed. Like Amoré would always be silent if he plans something, but for the past few days, he was always ready for a conversation. Even when the marriage was hurting him."

"What do you propose what happened?" Fortune asked.

"It's either he did ran away," Fioare offered, "or he was kidnapped!"

"What?!" Both brothers gasped.

"Are you sure?!" Fortune gasps, "You must be out of your mind to suggest that!"

"Yeah! You must be in serious denial to even think that!" Mathys added.

"Well, how about we go check his room to find out?" Fioare sprouts his wings and starts to fly to Amoré's balcony.

"I tell you," Mathys groaned, following Fioare, "He's going insane."

Fortune and Mathys lands on the balcony and watched Fioare look around for clues around the room.

"I feel it's more of lovesick," Fortune whispered toward Mathys.

Fioare looks over at Amoré's work desk and looks for anything unusual but what he got was a familiar smell of...

"Lavender..?" He muttered.

"What?" Fortune walks over, "What do mean lavender?"

"Yeah? What's so special about lavender?"

"It's not flower, but the scent," Fortune explained, "Whenever he gave us a letter, the scent was more..rosey," he looks to a near empty container of perfume, "and if Amoré used this for his letter, this would be empty because of how much he use per letter..?"

Mathys looks at the two, "How many mystery books have you read?"

"Not the point," Fioare mumbles, "That means Amoré was kidnapped and didn't run away."

"But now we know that," Mathys started, "how do we prove it? Or a better question, how to find him?"

"We should maybe ask around?"

"And let people know we snuck into the prince's room? No thank you."

"You're right, but we need time so no one can suspect us," Fioare's face lits up, "and I have the perfect distraction! You two, cover for me!'"

Fioare flies down from the balcony, and starts to get ready to go to town.

💙

"Look at you," Lilia cooed over a napping Silver, "Just as cute as I adopted you." He takes the sewing supplies and puts them away, "....I can't believe she would ask such a horrible thing to do. And she wonders why I retire "early"..."

Lilia sighs and walks up to the counter area.

A knock caught his attention, and it was Fioare that knocked on the door.

Lilia walks over and opens the door, "Fioare? How are you today?"

"Uh," Fioare stammered, "Look, it's an emergency and I need to speak to you and Silver about something very important."

"Of course," Lilia ushes him in, "What's the matter?"

"It's about Amoré, and I think you and Silver would be a great help."

Lilia nods and leads Fioare down to the worker's area, and shakes Silver slowly to awaken him.

"Silver...hey, wake up." Lilia whispers to Silver.

"Mm," Silver yawns and looks over, "What's going on?" He looks over towards Fioare, "You're... Amoré's friend? Am I right?"

"Yes, I am but I need to talk to you."

"What's the matter?" Silver stands up and walks over to him.

"Look, not everyone knows about this," Fioare gulped, "The Prince has gone missing and I need you to...well, pretend to be Amoré for the time being."

Silver gasps, "Are you out of your mind? If someone finds me out, I could be taken to prison or worse killed!"

"I know. Same here for me, but look at you, Silver," Fioare mentioned Silver, "You look exactly like Amoré, even to your eyes, and if this plan works..."

"We can find the real prince in time," Lilia added, "If what you say is true, then we should try."

"Father,"

"Silver, he's right. You look exactly identical to the prince and with our help, we will guarantee that he is safe and sound just in time for the wedding."

Silver thinks for the moment and looks over at the castle and sighs.

"Alright," he spoke, "Count me in."

💗

Silver looks around the castle, trying to keep hidden under his hood.

"This place is so big, just like Father mentioned. And he was also right..the queen has self portraits, everywhere."

"Eh, maybe so," Fipare agreed and takes Silver to Amoré's room.

Silver looks around but that was short-lived when he was tackled hugged by Fortune.

"Amoré! You're back!!"

"Uh..!" Silver looks over at Fioare.

"Fortune," Fioare laughs, "That's not Amoré," he helps Fortune away from Silver, "This is his look alike, Silver."

Silver smiles and takes off his hood.

"Woah.." both of the brothers gasped.

"He looks so much like Amoré," Mathys looks at Silver, "even the eyes as well. Are you sure you he could keep up to the task?"

"I can try.." Silver huffs, "but the only thing I'm worried about is my appearance," he walks over to a nearby mirror, "My hair could be a dead giveaway."

"That can be arranged." Fioare smiles and takes a nearby box, opening to revealing a wig, quite similar to Amoré's hair.

Silver takes it and carefully puts it on, "It feels odd, and why would you have this?"

Fioare laughs, "Trust me, even princes has bad hair days."

Silver fixes the hair and makes sure the hair falls down his back perfectly, trying to hide his silver hair underneath.

"Now, we have a small problem," Silver looks at the brothers, "I have no idea how to be a Prince, let alone how to act like one. "

"Leave that to us!"

"It's all here in the Princess's Book of Etiquette," Fioare spoke, grabbing a book and setting it on a stand, looking through it.

"Shouldn't it be a Prince Book of Etiquette?" Silver questioned, looking at the brothers.

"Eh," Mathys sighs, "Don't be surprised about that. We all know the queen for years. She's pretty shallow."

"Let's begin," Fortune spoke, "No nagging, bragging, sweating, fretting, slipping, tripping, slurping, burping, twittering or frittering allowed. Stay present, stay pleasant, stay proud."

Silver nods and sits down.

💚

To be a prince is to know which spoon to use

To be a prince is a thousand pairs of shoes

💚

Silver gasped at the array of shoes and watched as Fioare helps into the new shoes.

"That's a lot.."

💙

To maintain a regal gait

Leave the parsley on your plate

And be charming but detached and yet amused

💙

"Well that's fantastic," Silver muttered, folding his arms.

"Hm, he's learning quickly."

💗

To be a prince is to never be confused

💗

Mathys pulls Silver up and forces in the middle, "Ready?"

"For what?!"

💗

Do a plié and never fall

Don't ever stray from protocol

💗

Silver looks at the brothers and sighs, becoming overwhelmed at the many rules.

The new heeled shoes weren't helping him either.

💙

All through the day there's just one way you must behave

💙

"Like what?"

💚

Do keep a grip and never crack

Stiff upper lip and arch the back

Bend from above and always wear your gloves and wave

💚

"Speed round!" Mathys announced, "Trying to remember them all."

💚

Shoulders back and

Tummy in and

Pinky out and

Lift the chin and

Slowly turn the head from side to side

I see now

Breathing gently

Stepping lightly

Smile brightly

Nod politely

Never show a thing you feel inside

💗

"Are you ready?" Fioare let's Silver grab his arm and leads him to a huge closet, doors held by Mathys and Fortune.

"What are doing- woah!?" Fioare just pushed him inside the closet.

💗

Glide!

💗

Silver gasps and walks out, in a completely new princely out and looks himself in the mirror, completely shocked by his appearance.

💗

To be a prince is to always look your best

To be a prince is to never get to rest

💙

"You're talking to a person who has narcolepsy," Silver muttered towards Mathys, fixing his wig.

💚

Sit for a portrait, never squirm

Sleep on a mattress ("Extra firm?" "Yes!")

Speak and be clever, never at a loss for words

💙

"Oh vey," Silver remarked sarcastically.

"I said clever, not sarcastic."

💗

Curtsey to every count and lord

Learn how to play the harpsichord

Sing lullabies and always harmonize in thirds

Thirds, thirds

💗

Fioare couldn't help but looks at the painting of Amoré, and seeing Silver as Amoré made him feel like his love was there and not in danger.

💗

And she has beautiful eyes

Your spirits rise

When she walks in the room

💗

Silver sees how Fioare looks at painting and chuckles to himself, "I see."

💗

Doors close

And the chemistry grows

She's like a rose

That's forever in bloom

💗

"He must love Amoré that much."

"You don't know the gist of it," Fortune giggles.

"Hey! We are supposed to teach Silver." He looks at Silver, "Ready for the recap??"

"Of course."

💙

Do a plié and don't

Ever, ever, ever fall

Never show dismay

And be there when people call

Be prepared whatever royal life will bring

Do keep a grip and don't

Ever, ever, ever crack

Take a dainty sip

Never ever turn your back

There's a time and place and way for everything

💗

"He's ready," Fioare concluded, grabbing Amoré's crown and places on Silver's head.

"This is perfect."

💗

To be a prince is to never make your bed

To be a prince is to always use your head

💙

As they pushed Silver out the room, they heard a groan and a thud, they rush out to see Silver face planted on the floor, crown a few meters away.

"Must you push me?" Silver muttered.

"Does he need more practice?'" Fortune asked.

Before Fioare could answer, horses neigh from outside, causing a small panic.

"No time! The royal family is here." He rushed over and helps Silver up and fixes his wig and puts the crown on, "Let's go."

Silver grabs Fioare arm. "I'm ready."

🧡

"This is outrageous! As soon as our...prince decided to actually introduce himself, your son has gone missing!"

"I'm sure we can find him," Serena replied hopefully, "I sent my best knights to search all over for him."

"Eh, like I said," Ruggie laughs, "He would do desperate measures to end this horrible marriage."

"Ruggie!" Edna lectured, "Prince Amoré has gone missing and you show no remorse."

"Oh, my apologies," Ruggie sighs, "I didn't mean it in a bad light. I'm just saying I know where he's coming from."

"Unfortunately, you are right, Prince Ruggie," Serena whimpers, "Amoré would do this."

"Don't let his words discourage you, your highness," Crewel spoke, "He's just a spiteful prince."

"I am not that-"

Fioare clears his throat, alerting everyone of his appearance.

"Do you need anything, flower boy?" Crewel hissed, "Especially during an important meeting?"

"Well, I have an announcement to make," Fioare smiles and walks to the side, "Let me present you, Prince Amoré,"

Silver walks in and smiles awkwardly, and his gaze meets Ruggie's, which was a bad move as he tripped over his new shoes.

He expected to fit the floor but Silver was caught by Prince Ruggie.

"Are you...ok?" He asked, looking down at Silver.

Silver felt his face heat up, quickly gets up and bows down toward Ruggie, "I am. Thank you, Prince Ruggie."

Silver walks over to Serena.

Serena grins and hugs Silver tightly, her eyes tearing up.

"My sweet son! You're back!" Serena cried, holding Silver close, "I'm so sorry for everything."

"I should be sorry," Silver spoke, "I should've talked to you and shouldn't ran away. My people need me and I almost failed them."

Ruggie looks over and a small tint of blush covered his face.

'He's actually...more cute than Grandma described,' he thought to himself, '....what am I thinking? This is still a forced engagement!'

Silver looks over at Crewel who looks at him quite menacingly.

"Ah! It's a splendid day! Our prince has returned," Crewel spoke with a forced smile, "You look radient as ever, Amoré."

Silver wanted to step away from Crewel, but he kept a nice smile, "Thank you.."

"We should celebrate your return," Serena cheered.

Silver gulps and looks down, already feeling guilty of his decision.

💗

Amoré panted softly as a now big hole was presented in front of him.

"Prefect.." he whispered, "Let's hope theyre asleep, first of all."

Amoré rest his head against the door, to hear the nauseated snores of his captures.

"Good," Amoré walks back to the hole and gets down, "Goodbye, stupid henchmen, I'm outta here!" He crawls out of the hole and begins to run away from the cottage, disappearing into the forest.

#twisted wonderland #twst #prince and the pauper #silver twst #twst silver #amoré delia #serena delia #lilia vanrouge #fortune thierry #fioare thierry #mathys thierry #divus crewel #twst au #barbie au

[melsie-sims]

Thierry was keeping his family entertained with some fiddle while the storm raged on outside the house...

#sims 4 #sims 4 decades challenge #charpentier decades #thierry charpentier #angelique charpentier #julienne charpentier #samuel charpentier #mathis charpentier #charpentier gen 1 #charpentier 1675

[pompadourpink]

A century of popular first names

1920:

Jean, André, Pierre, René, Marcel, Roger, Louis, Henri, Georges, Robert

Marie, Jeanne, Madeleine, Suzanne, Yvonne, Marcelle, Marguerite, Paulette, Renée, Denise

1930:

Jean, André, Pierre, René, Michel, Roger, Jacques, Robert, Marcel, Claude

Marie, Jacqueline, Jeannine, Jeanne, Denise, Yvette, Paulette, Monique, Simone, Ginette

1940:

Jean, Michel, Claude, André, Pierre, Jacques, Bernard, Gérard, Daniel, René

Marie, Monique, Nicole, Jacqueline, Françoise, Christiane, Jeannine, Colette, Josette, Yvette

1950:

Jean, Michel, Alain, Gérard, Bernard, Daniel, Christian, Jacques, Patrick, Claude

Marie, Martine, Françoise, Monique, Nicole, Chantal, Annie, Christiane, Jacqueline, Michèle

1960:

Philippe, Patrick, Jean, Pascal, Alain, Michel, Eric, Thierry, Christian, Didier

Catherine, Sylvie, Christine, Marie, Brigitte, Martine, Patricia, Françoise, Véronique, Isabelle

1970:

Christophe, Stéphane, Laurent, David, Olivier, Frédéric, Philippe, Eric, Franck, Thierry

Nathalie, Valérie, Sandrine, Isabelle, Sylvie, Sophie, Laurence, Christelle, Catherine, Véronique

1980:

Nicolas, Sébastien, Julien, David, Christophe, Cédric, Frédéric, Jérôme, Guillaume, Olivier

Céline, Émilie, Aurélie, Virginie, Stéphanie, Lætitia, Marie, Sabrina, Audrey, Sandrine

1990:

Kévin, Thomas, Julien, Nicolas, Alexandre, Jérémy, Anthony, Maxime, Romain, Guillaume

Élodie, Laura, Julie, Marine, Marie, Marion, Pauline, Aurélie, Camille, Mélanie

2000:

Thomas, Lucas, Théo, Hugo, Maxime, Nicolas, Quentin, Alexandre, Antoine, Clément

Léa, Manon, Camille, Chloé, Emma, Marie, Océane, Sarah, Laura, Mathilde

2010:

Nathan, Lucas, Enzo, Léo, Louis, Hugo, Gabriel, Ethan, Mathis, Jules

Emma, Léa, Chloé, Manon, Inès, Lola, Jade, Camille, Sarah, Louise

2020:

Gabriel, Raphaël, Léo, Louis, Lucas, Adam, Arthur, Hugo, Jules, Maël

Emma, Jade, Louise, Alice, Chloé, Lina, Rose, Léa, Anna, Mila

#france #culture #just bc i'm tired of seeing jean-charles in tv shows

[the-cat-at-the-theatre-door]

How about...Skimbleshanks one-line multilanguage?

(Headphone user warning: The volumes of the tracks will vary throughout, as some of them are unofficial audios - some are louder than others)

Languages and performers under the cut.

Brazilian Portuguese - Daniel Monteiro  Chinese - Da Mula (达姆拉) Czech - Hynek Svrček (Presumably) Dutch (Amsterdam) - Corné du Crocq English - David Arneil French (1989) - Thierry Gondet French (2015 Revival) - Sylvain Mathis German (Vienna 1983) - F. Dion Davis German (Hamburg) - Paul Keller Hungarian -Cseke Péter Italian - Roberto Colombo Japanese (2019) -Yuuma Tanabe (田邊祐真) Korean - Moon Byeong-gwon (문병권) Norwegian - Wayne McKnight Polish - Wojciech Dmochowski (Presumably) Russian - Marat Abdrakhimov Spanish (Mexico) - Armando Moreno Spanish (Madrid) - Alberto Sanchez Swedish - Glenn Nilsson

(Note that a couple of languages are missing - including the Flemish, Finnish and 3rd German translation. This was taken from what I have readily available.)

#does Skimble spike his tea/coffee with scotch whiskey brandy rum or gin? depends which country you ask #CATS Musical #CATS the Musical #jellicle songs #my posts #i also of course did not include the several english versions available since the lyrics are all the same #look what i spent two hours doing for no reason #just for serotonin in the bloodstream tbh #honestly it's not that great - audio mixing isn't really my area of expertise - but i tried! #you watch i'm going to post this and find an immediate issue #i just feel like the fandom needs more one line multilanguages

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↠  Following the female names, here is my second list for your sims  ❀

Right here under the cut⤵ 

↠ A

Abraham

Achilles

Adair

Adam

Adrien

Aiden

Alder

Alfie

Alfred

Alistair

Alphonse

Amber

Ambroise

Ambrose

Amos

Anthony

Anton

Arbor

Archie

Arlie

Arnaud

Arthur

Artie

Ash

Aspen

August

Aurelian

Austen

↠ B

Basil

Bastien

Bear

Beck

Benjamin

Benoît

Benton

Bern

Bernadin

Bernard

Bernier

Bernon

Berthelot

↠ C

Caleb

Cassian

Cedrick

Charles

Charlie

Charlot

Clarence

Clove

Clovis

Clément

Constant

Corentin

Corneille

Cornelius

Curtis

Cyprien

Cyrian

Cyrille

↠ D

Daniel

Darcy

Darell

David

Delmore

Denver

Desmond

Dexter

Donovan

Dylan

↠ E

Earl

Edgar

Edison

Edmund

Edouard

Edric

Edwin

Elijah

Elliot

Elm

Elmer

Elowen

Elton

Emerson

Emmet

Emory

Enoch

Ernest

Ethan

Ethelbert

Eugène

Eustache

Evan

Evander

Evrard

Ezra

Éli

Étienne

Ézéchiel

↠ F

Fabien

Fabrice

Fawn

Fern

Finch

Finn

Finnegan

Flavien

Florentin

Forest

Forêt

Fox

François

Félix

↠ G

Gable

Gale

Garson

Gaston

George

Gervais

Gideon

Graham

Grégoire

Guilbert

Guillaume

↠ H

Hadrien

Harrison

Harry

Harvey

Hawthorn

Haze

Henri

Hiram

Holden

Horace

Hubert

Hudson

Hébert

↠ I

Ignace

Indigo

Izzy

↠ J

James

Janvier

Jasmin

Jasper

Javert

Jean

Joachim

Josuah

Joël

Jude

Jules

Julien

Jérôme

↠ K

Keaton

Kieron

↠ L

Lancelot

Landry

Langdon

Lark

Larry

Lars

Laurent

Lewis

Linden

Linnelio

Louis

Lowell

Léandre

Léo

Léon

Léonard

↠ M

Mael

Maple

Marcelin

Marcellus

Marlin

Mason

Mathis

Maurice

Melvin

Merle

Milton

Mordikai

Morgan

↠ N

Nathanaël

Nazaire

Neville

Niven

Noah

Nolan

↠ O

Octave

Octavius

Odell

Odyss

Olivier

Orion

Orson

Orville

Oscar

Owen

↠ P

Percival

Percy

Peverell

Philbert

Philemon

Philibert

Phoenix

Pierre

Preston

↠ Q

Quill

Quintil

Quintin

↠ R

Rain

Renaud

Riley

River

Romain

Rowan

Russell

Rémi

↠ S

Sabien

Sacha

Sage

Silvestre

Sébastien

↠ T

Talon

Tarot

Terrance

Thierry

Thomas

Théodore

Timothée

Tracy

Travis

↠ U

Ulysse

↠ V

Valentin

Valerian

Verion

Victor

Vincent

↠ W

Wallace

Warren

West

Wilem

Wilfred

William

Wilmer

Winston

Wolf

Wolstan

Wren

↠ Z

Zéphir

Zéphirin

#simsnames #namelist #listnames #sims #thesims #thesims4 #ts4 #ts3 #ts2 #thesims3 #thesims2 #names

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I've seen some French here and there in your work and it made me wonder about the languages and what inspired you for each of them. Are there similarities between earth languages and Kasslyne? (Is there a 'common' language for trade etc?) Its the first time I check your answers here and I am very delighted at all the worldbuilding you have done.

Hello there!

While the cultures and societies of Kasslyne’s various countries are fairly unique and separate from any Earthian analogues, I do like to use Earth languages for some of them. It makes sense to me. When you write fantasy you are truly stuck using English (or whatever your mother tongue) as the primary language. Either you embrace that, or you decide that the English is a translation of the unique Fantasy language your characters are speaking. I have found in many cases that the latter results in a lot of fantasy works having stilted dialogue, unnaturally anachronistic dialogue, or dialogue that feels at odds with the world’s jargon and proper nouns.

So I embraced using English. I baked English into Kasslyne. English and “Common” or “Continental” are one and the same. If you were transported there you could have a conversation with Duane just fine - though you might find Sette’s accent incomprehensible.

Where did English come from in our world? Well, lots of places, but very much from Germanic and Norman. That’s reflected in the history of Alderode. Alderode was founded by a conquering King named Rortide who stood at the head of a hundred huge nomadic tribes that spoke a dozen different languages and had been recruited from all over Kasslyne. From these linguistic roots, Continental formed over a thousand years, subsumed the individual languages of the tribes, and is now spoken throughout most of the world. In Alderode, where the tribes settled down, we have remnant names like Mathis, Vienne, Bodie, Adelier, Grandvin, Thierry Delicieu, and our Anglo names: Duane, Will, Simon, Roger, Lemuel.

Names are pretty important in Alderode. We’ll see more of this later, but it’s significant that the Adeliers, who are ethnic Tains, in fact have such Aldish-sounding names.

Tainish has endured in Alderode thanks to its necessity in the casting of pymary and its significance to the Ssaelit religion, but the original language of the Crescians is sadly gone, replaced by Continental. I use Dutch/Afrikaans as a stand-in for the remnants of it, and you see it in some names there: Pantoffel, Morgen, Fluirstadt, Morstorben, and even vliegeng, which is an old Crescian word. Since it’s a dead language though a lot of these remnant names are warped and mangled, doubly so for personal names since Crescians have a superstitious preference for names of four-letters.

When it comes to Continental English, I have different rules and flavours for each of the countries. In Alderode we have an older flavour of it, influenced both by the country’s xenophobia and its long-lived residents, who are slow to change. Crescians use a younger, more North American dialect; I imagine all the people of Ethelmik to have a southern twang. Sharteshanians are colourful law-breakers who speak like they have a mouthful of marbles, bending all the rules of grammar and good taste whenever they part their lips.

But Kasslyne is a melting pot, and these lines blur and shift. Crescian priestesses and Peaceguard come to Sharteshane to set up charity schools for orphans. Sharteshanian sailors jump ship in Alderode and disappear into the slums. Alds secretly pore over great works of literature imported from Cresce, delighting in new turns of phrase.

#language