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bakersimmer · 2 days
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Instead of traditional wedding vows, Martin and Laila had borrowed a few lines from an old poem that spoke of eternal love and the promise to bring peace to each other's hearts.
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But there was also a cautionary note woven into this text: "They will try to the end because they have sworn so. Grant that they also wish so." It was a reminder that commitment required not just duty, but genuine desire. Lately, Martin had started questioning his vow. He struggled with uncertainty, unsure if his growing desire to let go and start anew was just a fleeting impulse or a sign that his heart and sense of duty were no longer in sync.
Martin: I'm having a really hard time understanding you and your actions. Is this your way of asking for help or getting my attention?
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Laila: (whispers) Both. Martin: You have my attention; tell me what I can do to help you. Laila: Come back home. Martin: I can't do that. But. You'll continue seeing your therapist, and I'll make time to spend a few hours with you each week. Laila: (frustrated) Few hours? That's... (Martin interrupts)
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Martin: That's the most I'm willing to do at the moment. Laila: (sighs) And what if this "married for a few hours a week" doesn't work? What if it drives us apart? Martin: (pauses) If it doesn't work... we shouldn't force something that isn't meant to work. Laila: (wraps her arms around Martin)
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Hopefully, someday, even beyond the trials of life, they will still whisper to each other in truth, "I love you.”
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warwickroyals · 3 days
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Sunderland's Royal Jewel Vault (21/∞) ♛
↬ Queen Irene's Illyrian Emerald Parure Tiara
Sometimes, Queen Irene fancies herself a jewel maker. Despite the vast majority of the royal tiaras being inherited from queens long past, three tiaras were commissioned by Irene herself. The oldest being a jaw-dropping emerald tiara, the centrepiece of a magnificent parure. In 1971, Queen Irene was presented with an emerald necklace and a pair of matching earrings, a gift from the Illyrian Royal Family on the occasion of her accession as queen consort. King Edward II of Illyria was a charming ruler, and his family's jewel box was stuffed full of spectacular emerald jewels, reflecting his country's wealth and abundance. The large oval-shaped emeralds caught the Queen's eye, and she decided to expand the demi-parure over the next few years. In 1977, Irene commissioned Garrard to create a tiara to match the parure. The tiara and parure continued to be re-designed and evolved, with more Illyrian emeralds being added to the collection. By 1991, the finished tiara stood at a hefty 9 centimetres tall and was accompanied by a necklace, a pair of earrings, two matching bracelets, and a brooch. Irene since the parure's completion, Irene has worn it somewhat consistently, stating that the tiara makes her feel "as pretty as a peacock" although it often makes her the tallest lady in the room—even taller than her husband. Despite her age, Irene still manages to pull off this tiara with mastery despite having smaller and more comfortable opinions at her disposal. The Illyrian emerald tiara is truly fit for a queen.
Thank you @the-lancasters for gifting Irene such lovely emeralds 💚
HM Queen Irene, wearing the Illyrian Emerald Parure, frowns as she attends a banquet on April 15, 1996
HM Queen Irene wears the Illyrian Emerald Parure, during a State Banquet on April 18, 2014
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wa-royal-tea · 3 days
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thegrimalldis · 23 hours
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♛ Grimalldi Royals of the Past
Prince Rosen of Worcester and his fiancé, Lady Sophie Augustine
Prince Rosen Aleksander of Worcester (10 January 17xx – 16 November 18xx) was the only child of the ill-suited couple Crown Prince Andreas, Duke of Worcester (later Aleksander II), and Princess Francesca de Beaufort. He was expected to ascend the Monacan throne after the deaths of his grandfather, Aleksander I, and his father, but died after being thrown from his horse at the age of 23, predeceasing them both.
The death of Monaca's Golden Prince shook the country and brought the crown to it's knees. Rosen had been Aleksander I's only legitimate grandchild despite having five sons - prompting the Grimalldi royal family's very first succession crisis.
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havenroyals · 2 days
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circusjuney · 2 days
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they're watching saw and dana is being so brave
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earthmoonz · 3 days
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WIFEY. | EPISODE EIGHT (8.4)
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Lily Feng was on a knife’s edge. Hosting the Diamond Gala wasn’t just a high honour, it was the final step in securing her husband’s political future. Whoever held the gala, tended to be a shoe-in to win the upcoming mayoral election. For years, Victor had come close, only to be pipped to the post by white mediocrity. This year was different. They had greased the right palms, said the right buzzwords and struck precisely enough fear into the hearts of their enemies. It had been a twisting, bloody road to get here and it would all be worth it. It just needed some final tweaks.
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(LILY): Good evening Royston. Tell me what you know.
(ROY): Things remain quiet with the boy. His sister’s still looking, but from what I can tell it’s yielded little to no result.
(LILY): Hm. And the other one? What do you know about Maxine Kyle?
(ROY): Ah, well I might have something for you on that…
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(CLEO, VIA PHONE): I really think you should tell Max about your family Rosie. Especially if you’re considering staying in the city for them.
(ROSE): I will! I just. Sometimes it seems like we’re on the same page and we’re both really enjoying each other but other times it feels like I’m just… passing time for them. I don’t want to add potential family drama to the mix if we’re not getting serious.
(CLEO): Babe…Max is just like that. And you know they’re coming out of a hard time…When I introduced the two of you, I thought it’d be cute, but maybe it was too soon? I don’t know. 
[Rose hums thoughtfully]
(CLEO): I do know that you shouldn’t be ashamed of your relatives though. You didn’t choose them and you’re your own person.
(ROSE): [Sighing] You’re right. I’ll talk to them after the charity thing. Get it all out in the open.
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trentonsimblr · 3 days
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"Oh how the mighty has fallen"
AN: I'm really ridding the struggle bus when it comes to working on my story...I'm making progress but it is slow. I want to continue but finding the motivation to actually work on it has been hard the past few weeks. I'm not stopping my story but I don't know when it will return. I'm currently working on some filler posts to cover the time skip that happens but I don't want to start posting those until they are all done and I find the motivation to work on chapter 6. Chapter 6 will definitely be divided into a few parts and I want to have part 1 of it finished, or closed to finish before I start posting it. I think that's all of the rambles I have for now.
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cinamun · 5 months
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kd89-3dstudios · 1 month
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d4isywhims · 4 months
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[HARLOW] I can't believe I'm starting off senior year with a break up.
[CHARLOTTE] I can't believe you're actually bothered by this.
[AISYAH] No offence Harlow, but Dylan is kind of... How do I put this?
[CHARLOTTE] Lame? Boring? Vanilla?
[AISYAH] Exactly! He was dragging you down. You're better off without him.
[HARLOW] We were together since freshman year. We had something real.
[AISYAH] Yeah, real annoying.
[HARLOW] Someone woke up on the wrong side of Seth's bed today.
[CHARLOTTE] Hah!
[AISYAH] Shut the f*ck up. It was one night.
[HARLOW] You sure? a little birdie told me that you've been spending your nights at his place over the summer.
[CHARLOTTE] I wonder what Azani will think of his little sister hooking up with his friend?
[AISYAH] B*tches.
[HARLOW] You love us.
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bakersimmer · 3 days
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Before Laila could reach out, Martin seemed to anticipate her intentions; he opened his eyes. Without a word, Martin shifted to sit on the edge of the bed, his movements slow but deliberate. After gathering his thoughts for a moment, he asked in a sleepy voice, "How are you feeling today?”
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Laila: Tired, but better. Martin: Good. Laila: What are you doing here? Martin: (shrugs) Paying my debts? You were there for me when I made bad choices. Laila: And what's next… when your so-called debt is paid? Martin: A clean slate. Next page. I don't know.
Laila's pounding headache made it difficult for her to fully grasp Martin's words. Before she could gather her thoughts, Martin had already moved on to the next topic.
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Martin: So what happened? Laila: I'm not sure. Martin: Hmm… Just chugged a few bottles of wine like it was water? Laila: (rolls her eyes) Maybe the drink before the last one should have been the last one… Accidents happen. Martin: I refuse to believe you accidentally had one too many. Laila: (irritated) You're not even fully awake, and you're already interrogating me. Martin: Now you know how I used to feel.
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Martin seemed concerned, yet he made no effort to approach the situation with tenderness or delicacy. Laila tried to read his tone and expressions, but her senses felt dull, incapable of picking up on the subtleties. This left her with a sinking feeling that the outcome of their conversation was out of her control.
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Laila: I tried to numb the pain. Martin: And did it help? Laila: No…
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funkyllama · 16 days
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The Way We Were,
In the First week of April, Her Illustrious Majesty and the Imperial Prince began their Two Week Intercontinental Tour. Their first few days were spent with her almost in-laws and definately, somehow, cousins on both sides followed by a short meet and greet with the heiress in Trenton. After which, they left for Armorica.
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The Baudelaire family returned to Ireland the next day, only this time, they never had to worry about leaving.
Their new home had been abandoned years prior to them purchasing it and had been left vacant for quite some time after the previous family had fled those lands that had once been filled with such rich history. Overtime, the stories had been forgotten, perhaps almost purposely by those that occupied the neighborhood nowadays, existing only as children's fables or as myth.
One thing they did know though was that the land used to be a vegetable farm, quite a successful one too, and Lawrence intended to make it profitable once more. Already, the farm boys were put to work planting rows of cabbage, carrots and most notably, potatoes.
Hours of labor had gone into restoring the house to what it had once been before the family arrived and at last, it was returned to its original state of elegance. The perfectly laid brick was covered by thick ivy, and the grounds were surrounded by beautifully vibrant flowers, lush green plants, and tall, brilliant marble statues.
It all seemed like something out of a storybook rather than real life.
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The travel horses pushed forward through the gates, and all any of them could do was gawk, unable to believe they were truly going to live here. Even the children, fussy and tired from such long travels, sensed the exhilaration from the adults and had begun to perk up with curiosity.
Ozzy, who rode with Beth in her carriage, stared up at the house in wonder, as though his little mind was trying to comprehend such a big change. "This is our new home, my little dove. We're going to live here now!" Beth whispered to the seemingly awestruck toddler next to her.
"Wooooow!" He exclaimed almost breathlessly, and though it was unclear if he actually understood what it all truly meant, Beth laughed in response, happily agreeing that 'wooow' was right.
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Most of their belongings arrived before The Baudelaires, already unpacked and put away thanks to a moving crew hired on by Lawrence. In addition, he had also taken it upon himself to hire various help, like maids, gardeners, cooks, and even a personal chef, and as Lawrence stepped out of the carriage and onto the stone pavement, he could see one of their footmen waiting patiently to greet them at the door.
"Well, hello there, Baudelaires!" He called out from the porch enthusiastically.
Lawrence waved a quick hello before holding out his arms to take Atticus. "That's Mr. O'Bannon. He worked for the family that lived here previously." He explained once Winifred had situated herself.
They joined Beth and Ozzy next, and walked hurriedly up the front steps while Mr. O'Bannon welcomed them home.
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Winifred audibly gasped as she entered inside, her eyes growing wide in amazement at everything around her, and once everyone had stepped through the front door, they understood her reaction at once.
After they had filed in one by one, Mr. O'Bannon offered a tour of the house and they happily accepted. He informed them of the origins of their new furniture, boasting about the craftsmanship of the Irish workers and the prestigious color schemes of the wallpapering, most notably, the newly popular Scheels green in the parlor and the dining room.
The new decor was so complimentary of the things they had brought from home, they were almost unrecognizable sitting amongst such fine things, almost as if they were new items themselves.
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They had only made it through the first two floors before Atticus started falling asleep in his mother's arms, while Ozzy began to grow rather antsy. Winifred excused herself to rock with Atticus for a while and Beth, wanting to avoid a tantrum, decided to take Ozzy outside to get a better look at the water fountain out front. Which left Lawrence to finish off the tour with Mr. O'Bannon.
However, Mr. O'Bannon dismissed himself as well, needing to check how the luncheon was coming along and confirm the table was being set correctly. Lawrence didn't mind all that much, if anything, he was relieved to see how serious his staff seemed to take their jobs.
And so, just like that, everyone was off in different directions, making themselves right at home.
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Lawrence, who now found himself alone, fancied himself a celebratory smoke out on the balcony. There, he smoked cigarette after cigarette while he watched over the farm hands below, reflecting how just months prior, he would have been down there in the dirt just like them. But, tilling soil and yanking weeds were a thing of the past, and someday soon, nothing but a distant memory.
Now, all there was left to do was assimilate to this new way of life.
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thegrimalldis · 2 months
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havenroyals · 2 days
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