#( *:・゚♔* alexander . )
Three generations portraits of former, current and future European monarchs:
♔ Belgium: former King Albert II, King Philippe and Princess Elisabeth, the Duchess of Brabant
♔ Denmark: Queen Margrethe II, Crown Prince Frederik and Prince Christian
♔ Luxembourg: Grand Duke Henri, Hereditary Grand Duke Guillaume and Prince Charles
♔ The Netherlands: former Queen Beatrix, King Willem-Alexander and Princess Catharina-Amalia, the Princess of Orange
♔ Norway: King Harald V, Crown Prince Haakon and Princess Ingrid-Alexandra
♔ Spain: former King Juan Carlos II, King Felipe XI and Leonor, the Princess of Asturias
♔ Sweden: King Carl XI Gustaf, Crown Princess Victoria and Princess Estelle
♔ England: King Charles III, William, the Prince of Wales and Prince George of Wales
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♚♛ EUROPEAN MONARCHS AND THEIR HEIRS ♛♚
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♔ UNITED KINGDOM┆ King Charles III → William, The Prince of Wales → Prince George of Wales
♔ SPAIN┆King Felipe VI → Princess Leonor, The Princess of Asturias
♔ BELGIUM┆ King Philippe → Princess Elisabeth, Duchess of Brabant
♔ SWEDEN ┆ King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden → Crown Princess Victoria, Duchess of Västergötland → Princess Estelle, Duchess of Östergötland
♔ DENMARK ┆ Queen Margrethe II → Crown Prince Frederik → Prince Christian
♔ NORWAY ┆ King Harald V of Norway → Crown Prince Haakon → Princess Ingrid Alexandra
♔ LUXEMBOURG ┆ Grand Duke Henri → Hereditary Grand Duke Guillaume → Prince Charles
♔ NETHERLANDS┆ King Willem-Alexander → Princess Catharina-Amalia, Princess of Orange
♔ MONACO┆ Prince Albert II → Hereditary Prince Jacques, → Princess Gabriella, Countess of Carladès
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Cont from [here] |@the-blackened-dove
[.:♔:.] Cromwell was tightly bound to a stake, one of his eyes blackened, his wings dropping weakly as his head remained obscured by his faltering ears. He had went out earlier in the day to fetch some fresh ingredients for future meals from the nearest village, wanting to get some air and thinking he could fend for himself given he had magic to relay on.
They took everything he had on him, his gilded dagger, his pocket watch from Tirittus, his wand…
Simple filthy bandits, the very same ones Alexander would pick out of his teeth had somehow managed to defy the sharp hearing of the hybrid and best him. This had Cromwell thinking that he was far weaker than he thought.
“I don’t know.” He sobbed, tears dampening his bruised face.
“They took everything I had on me, my wand, my gold, my dagger, my pocket watch…things I held dear…”
Cromwell had seen Rokshana around but was never close enough to have a word with her, he was only sorry she had to formally meet him like this.
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@xxlordalexanderxx cont.
[.:♔:.] “I’ll say, usually one wouldn’t disclose such valuable info to me.”
Alexander rumbled sympathetically, he could definitely relate to being owed let alone being robbed from his own hoard. If this Mario fella was a little cheating fiend and hoard robber, Alexander would be more than happy to put him down. Even for a pirate. After all he so generously offered up information about a potential meal so why not repay the favor by ridding him of a menace.
“Oh no reason other than I think it’s fun and usually I’m hungry.” His grin was more sinister this time, whether this was a petty plot to potentially righten the plummer Alexander was 100% serious about this ‘offering’.
“Ah yes, I almost forgot, I’m Lord Alexander, King of Xandora.” He swept his cape and bowed before looming over his hairy guest.
“Now then, care to take me to your…vessel? Perhaps take me this little cheating fiend so that I may removed him from the mortal plain.”-------------------------------------------------------------------
"Huh...well, I can't argue with that." He muses, knowing that the worst time to be reasonable was when you were hungry-
"Ah!?" Flinching up to his forepaws at the demand, he tilted his gaze up and considered the other...as best he could depending on the distance. "Xana-...who? I don't think I've heard of that place before..." Though a geography lesson didn't seem like it was on the maps for the evening. Skittering back a step or two when the giant bowed, he wondered just what sort of realm he'd fallen into... though he didn't recall falling at all. Maybe drowning and getting thrown around in the ocean, but-
"Uh! Oh. Suuuure thing." He pipes up once the other implored him. "I bet I know exaaactly where he's hiding! The scurvy dog!" Truth be told, he had no idea. This was supposed to just be a vent session-...well...lies and alibis. He'd had to figure something out.
"Eh-...but uh. Considering you're so hungry sounding, maybe you should take a break and get a snack before we set off? It could be a day or two before we get...to our destination!" He'd find a reason to sneak off eventually.
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FULL NAME : Alexander Praskovya (As a human)
KNOWN NAME : Hades
TITLE: Time Demon
» BOLD: applicable
» ITALICS: somewhat or conditionally applicable
» STRIKETHROUGH: … goes to great lengths to hide it
╳ FLAWS.
moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive
♔ STRENGTHS.
honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny
🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.
art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | beach combing | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | sparring in general | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing
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Continued // @xxlordalexanderxx
[.:♔:.] The monster was crouched over something, torn yellow garments and a matching backpack. Luckily the one who wore them had escaped from his hungry jaws, and if not for the scent of the various foods he’d pillaged, he would of gave chase.
Lord Alexander rummaged over the spoils, sampling everything, from poffins { awful } to the curry { acceptable} specifically the one with the sausage. The more meat the better. Everything was quite flavorful, but that plump human male looked more filling as the roaming Pokemon were too unnatural looking to prey on. He sat up, ears shifting at something that he thought nothing of as he considered eating a Psyduck…
Then something hard pelted his back.
A short growl left the dragon, as he slowly lifted himself up from his small feast and looked over his shoulder with glowing hateful eyes. The ultra ball would fail its task, as they were not designed for daemons.
Lord Alexander turned and snarled at Hop, ears pinning, teeth wicked and glistening.
“How DARE you strike me, you BRAT.”
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Well crap. Looks like his day shall not be an amazing one as Hop ended up going from stars in his eyes to wide eyes and mouth open ajar. He did NOT expect for a Pokemon to suddenly start talking to him as if he were human and he did not expect the poke ball to fail its job in trying to capture him. It did not make any sense but that should be the least of his worries right now.
He just made a dragon like creature very, very angry.
"I... Uhh... A-are you... N-not a... Pokemon...?"
The urge to run away is very close to over taking him.
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L A D Y ♔ G A G A - Airport Fashion | Alexander Wang Resort 2016
YA/A female | casual & formal
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( alexander dreymon, cis man, he / him ) ** ♔ announcing artem romanov, the tsar of russia ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble alexander dreymon. it is a miracle that he survived the last five years, considering they are astute, cunning, and resolute. i hope the plague has not changed them. they are for working with the other kingdoms.
* insert matthew mcconaughey voice here * alright alright alright ! s’up angel faces ? ‘tis i, your friendly neighbourhood loser, chrissie. i’m super duper excited to be here ! it’s been a few months since i’ve been in a group ( especially a period / historial rp ) so pls bear with me while i get my groove back and flesh out my boy artem, but if you’d like to plot or work up some connections etc then go ahead and light up that lil grey heart n i’ll come pester you ! ♥️
F U N D A M E N T A L S .
full name. artem gleb romanov.
title. tsar of russia.
current age. thirty-seven.
date of birth. march twenty-seventh.
gender identity. cis male.
pronouns. he / him.
nationality. russia.
religion. orthodox russian.
birthplace. moscow, russia.
orientation. heterosexual.
marital status. married.
religion. orthodox russian.
spoken language(s). fluent in russian, german, french, and english ; conversational in turkish, latin, spanish, and italian.
C O N N E C T I O N S .
mother. alexandra romanova, deceased.
father. aleksey romanov, deceased.
sibling(s). nikolai romanov, tatiana romanova, and fyodor romanov, all alive.
birth order. eldest ; first born son.
significant other. the tsarina.
child(ren). none.
pet(s). none.
P S Y C H O L O G Y .
positive traits. adept, charming, audacious, determined, resourceful.
negative traits. calculating, hedonistic, distant, sarcastic, volatile.
strengths. efficient, energetic, self-confident, strong-willed, strategic thinker, charismatic, inspiring.
weaknesses. stubborn, dominant, intolerant, impatient, arrogant, cold, ruthless, poor handling of emotions.
fears. letting his family and his country down.
secrets. sometimes he wishes he hadn’t been the first born son of house romanov that way he wouldn’t have such a heavy responsibility resting upon his shoulders.
sleeping habits. very rarely gets a full nights sleep.
eating habits. definitely guilty of skipping meals.
social habits. he’s an extravert, partially because he has no choice but to be this way, but mostly because he was raised to be noticed.
stressors. none.
obsessions. none.
addictions. none.
how others view him. he believes others might view him as a fool, a disappointment ; may wonder why he chose to marry for love, thus may doubt the dedication and devotion he has for russia.
how he views himself. loyal, determined, committed to those he loves and to his country and people.
zodiac. aries.
mbti. entj. ( extraverted, intuitive, thinking, judging )
alignment. chaotic neutral.
enneagram. type eight : the challenger. ( the powerful, dominating type / self-confident, decisive, wilful, and confrontational )
temperament. choleric.
intelligence type. interpersonal.
disorder(s). insomnia.
addiction(s). none.
vices. lust, greed, wrath.
virtues. temperance, diligence, humility.
P H Y S I O L O G Y .
eye colour. blue.
hair colour. brown.
height. six feet.
weight. seventy-eight kg.
build. of tall stature with evident breadth in his shoulders and defined muscles.
scar(s). a few small, silvery ones littered across his torso, back and arms ; a more noticeable one along his cheekbone due to a sword fighting accident when he was younger.
tattoo(s). none.
glasses / contacts. neither.
dominant hand. right-handed.
handwriting. surprisingly neat and swirly for a man. his father was a stickler for ensuring that his handwriting was both aesthetically pleasing and readable.
general health. fit and healthy ; no major illnesses.
sexual history. he’s had a few lovers in his life time, okay ? but he’s 100% a simp for his wife.
medical history. has suffered a few minor injuries here and there but nothing major�� to note.
mental illnesses. none.
allergies. none.
P E R S O N A L I T Y .
can sometimes come across as pig-headed and arrogant but he’s just firm in his beliefs and opinions.
though he is definitely not opposed to hearing out the views and opinions of others, especially those he respects and values.
he’s a man of his word ; never one to go back on a promise or oath he’s made.
loyalty means a lot to him so if he gives someone his trust and loyalty, he expects exactly the same in return.
those he cares for is unconditional and he would go to no ends to ensure their safety and protection, especially his family.
for him, his family and his country are placed above all else ; even at times his own self.
favourite coping mechanism ? isolation babeyyy.
it could be said that what you see of him is exactly what he wants you to see.
growing up, he was extremely close to his mother and his adoration for her knew no bounds.
he was always a curious child who yearned to obtain an understanding of everything in life, and to gain extensive knowledge on every subject possible.
he’s extremely ambitious and has always felt the need to prove himself, especially to his late father.
he’s highly skilled and equally as intelligent as he is adept.
thus, it is evident in his choice of words and how effortlessly he articulates them that he is educated and literate in his own right.
he speaks with confidence and is never one to shy away from stating his opinion even if it differs with somebody else's.
at times, he could be considered slightly outspoken and there are certain occasions where his blunt and sardonic tongue can easily become mistaken for a rude and unsympathetic attitude, but this is far from the truth.
however, dare to cross him or piss him off and prepare to feel his wrath.
he has a hard shell but a soft centre, though he’s able to conceal this element of his persona easily by acting under the façade of lacking emotion.
while this evasive attitude can make him seem unfeeling, when he cares for someone, he cares deeply and they will see an entirely polar opposite version of him ; the real him versus the persona he adopts for being in the public eye.
he is somewhat thick-skinned and tough-hearted but in spite of this, he generally lacks brutality and intensity unless called for.
at all times, he’s able to keep his composure which sometimes makes him look unbothered even if underneath he is seething.
if provoked enough though, he will show no mercy and never struggle in using his combat skills to defend himself and his family.
however, he will only take physical action if a situation is dire as he doesn’t really believe in violence without a good reason.
he’s very confident, and from the second he walks into a room he takes command which shows through his stature and manner, and although he sometimes tiptoes that fine line between being assertive and cocky, he isn’t insufferable in his self-confidence.
his charisma and social skills are some of his most potent weapons and he has no problem using them to manipulate people or alter situations to suit him and his needs.
though he never acts curt or offhand and remains urbane toward people which makes him somewhat likeable even in the face of him screwing you over.
while he is charming and amicable, he is also shrewd and volatile at times, and it is these less favourable elements that he prefers to shield from the world.
on the outside, he appears poised with a presence that never fails to go unnoticed, all the while he’s able to maintain the veil of ambiguity he drapes around himself.
underneath it all, he has a big heart and possesses the capacity to care for and put these people before himself though he keeps his compassionate, softer side in the shadows as he believes it may display weakness and give others ample ammunition to exploit his achilles heel.
H I S T O R Y .
tw for death / thirty-seven years ago, on a snowy morning, the cries of a newborn flooded the corridors of a grand palace. henceforth, born into the world was the first child — and son — of house romanov. the instant he opened his bright eyes to the world, artem was a cherished and adored baby boy. his mother had always told him he had been the most curious of her children ; that the instant he was exposed to this universe, all twinkling blue eyes and cheerful smiles, she knew he would be destined for great things. in the eyes of the tsarina, he was first and foremost her beautiful baby boy. in the eyes of the tsar, however, he was the future heir to the tsardom.
of course, his father loved him but from the instant that artem could articulate to a satisfactory degree and began to comprehend the world around him, the tsar made sure the young boy understood his place and realised the responsibility that laid upon his shoulders. even if it did seem there existed a lifetime ahead of him until he'd have to step up and replace his father. the tsar's primary concern was to ensure that his successor was primed for success and destined for brilliance. sometimes to artem it felt that to his father he was his replacement first and his son second.
naturally, all eyes had been on the boy the second he was born. the staff, the people, the kingdom — they were all waiting with bated breath to see how young artem's story would unfold. would he follow his father to the latter ? become an exact replica of the much-admired tsar ? or would he be less intense, more kind, like his mother ? of course, the notion of him one day paving his own path had failed to cross the minds of them all. if only they had known what the cards held for their future tsar ...
from a young age, artem was a clever and capable boy — his keen perception proving to extremely surpass that of his age. able to charm and evoke fondness within the adults who frequented the palace, he was always regarded as a well-mannered and promising young boy. his mother had always seen the potential in him ; a potential beyond just becoming the future tsar. he was brighter than most : able to learn new things swiftly and memorise things in a way that was unusual for such a tender age. while he was once a carefree and spirited child, this soon withered away as he knew that one day he'd become the tsar of his father's country — of his country. some might say artem had to grow up beyond his years ; his mature approach to life only exacerbated by having to bear the weight of being tsesarevich.
with such heavy expectations for his future duties came extensive and, oftentimes, arduous preparation. always eager to please and impress his father, artem was more than willing to commit himself and devote his every waking breath to training and working toward the destiny that had been bestowed on him. from no age, he was a determined boy with a laser-sharp focus — bright blue eyes always honed in on the fate that lay in wait before him. he excelled in his schooling, always keen to learn as much as his brain could soak up. while he was undoubtedly intelligent and displayed fitting leadership qualities, he was also talented with weaponry and in battle ; equally as proficient in academics as he was in combat. whether he had intended to or not, his father put tremendous pressure on artem to excel, to be the best version of himself, to push himself to be the leader that he knew his son could be — the leader that he would be confident in having one day take his place as tsar.
for many years of his life, artem was prepped and primed to be a self-disciplined, formidable, resolute man that others would blindly follow onto a battlefield and vow their undying loyalty to. and he became just that — growing into a young man whose bravery and courage was unmatched, with an utter strength and an intellectual capacity second to none. he was exactly as his father hoped he would be. exactly how his tsar needed him to be. after years upon years of dedicating himself to all that his father required of him, the ageing tsar looked at his eldest son and heir with an admiring glint in his eye and a proud smile on his face. all his life, artem had dreamed of having his father look at him with pride. even when the strict regime he was under seemed too much to bear, it was that very moment that continued to spur him on. and to this day, it's a moment that artem continues to hold dear to his heart.
however, his father's pride seemed to falter then slowly wilt when his son announced that he'd fallen in love with a woman who would not bring about any political alignment for the tsardom. regardless of the dismay of his family, a then twenty-nine-year-old artem married his beloved in secrecy to assure they could never be ripped apart — that their marriage could never be revoked. that look of pride his father had worn for a few years beforehand was swiftly replaced by one of disappointment. his mother was concerned and feared the worst, but wanted her son to be happy. as for his siblings, he could only believe that their opinions would vary. but all that mattered to artem was his wife and the love he held in his heart for her. all his life he'd thought his devotion for russia could never be replaced ... until she came along.
his marriage to the future tsarina provoked disarray, rendering his family perturbed and unsettling those who were loyal and committed to both the romanov house and his future position within russia. this amplified tenfold when his father eventually passed away and his succession to the tsardom was imminent. he knew his people were anxious and displeased, unsure in believing that they could place their trust in their new tsarina. then, to add fuel to the fire, the plague hit and threw russia and its people into further chaos and disorder. he'd heard whisperings of how they blamed his union to the tsarina for the famine — knew that some believed his wife was to blame. of course, artem paid no heed to the concocted speculations. he knew his people felt they had to pin blame on someone, or something, for the disaster that had befallen them and he knew well enough that the liability would fall on his head.
it's been five years and still, he knows his aptitude as tsar falls under question for some ; that, still, his marriage is open to scrutiny for others. he's more than aware of how he is perceived, by his own people and by the people of many other kingdoms across the world. they believe him to be a fool, to have chosen love over politics and his heart over his head ; to have made a mistake in being so foolhardy in his union. regardless, artem's main priority is to restore balance and order to the country he long ago pledged his unwavering loyalty to. he wishes to bring harmony among his people and to aid in their growing confidence and faith in the tsarina. and, in himself and his allegiance to russia.
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The Ladies ♔ Noblewomen → Frances Theresa Stewart (1647-1702)
Frances Stewart was born on 8 July 1647 in exile in France, to Sophia Stewart and her husband Walter Stewart, a physician at Queen Henrietta Maria's court, and a distant relative of the royal family. After the restoration, she was sent to England by Henrietta Maria to be a maid of honour, and subsequently a lady-in-waiting to Queen Catherine of Braganza. Frances had many suitors at court and was known by Pepys to be “the greatest beauty he ever saw”. Her beauty appeared to her contemporaries to be equaled only by her childish silliness; but her letters to her husband, preserved in the British Museum, are not devoid of good sense and feeling. She was called 'La Belle Stuart’, and Charles II had fallen madly in love with her. When the Queen wasn’t recovering from a severe illness in 1663, Charles thought of marrying her, if Catherine had died. Four years later he thought of obtaining a divorce, after Frances refused to become the King’s mistress. In March 1667 Frances married Charles Stewart, 3rd Duke of Richmond, 6th Duke of Lennox, a distant cousin of herself and the King. The marriage produced no issue and it is believed that the couple had to elope after Lady Castlemaine discovered them in close proximity to each other. Frances, now the Duchess of Richmond, returned to court for many years, after briefly living with her husband, who was a drunk and a gambler. Although King Charles vowed to never forgive her for running away, she maintained his affections after being disfigured by smallpox in 1669 when he rushed to her bedside. All was forgiven and Frances was appointed to the queen's household. In 1668 Frances witnessed the birth of James Francis Edward, son of James VII and II and Mary of Modena, being one who signed the certificate before the council. After living on into the reign of Anne I, attending her coronation in 1702, Frances died six months later on 15 October at the age of 55. Her property was left to her nephew Alexander Stuart, 5th Lord Blantyre. Her wax effigy intended to be her memorial was set up in the Henry VII chapel in August 1703.
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CONFIRMED ATTENDEES TO THE CORONATION OF
♚♛ KING CHARLES III & QUEEN CAMILLA ♛♚
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King Felipe & Queen Letizia 🇪🇸
King Philippe & Queen Mathilde and Princess Elisabeth, The Duchess of Brabant 🇧🇪
King Jigme Khesar & Queen Jetsun Pema 🇧🇹
Yang di-Pertuan Agong Abdullah & Raja Permaisuri Agong Tunku 🇲🇾
Kīngi Tūheitia & Makau Ariki Te Atawhai of the Māori
Grand Duke Henri & Grand Duchess Maria Teresa 🇱🇺
King Carl Gustaf and Crown Princess Victoria 🇸🇪
King Willem-Alexander & Queen Maxima, Princess Beatrix and Crown Princess Catharina-Amalia, The Princess of Orange 🇳🇱
Crown Prince Haakon & Crown Princess Mette-Marit 🇳🇴
Crown Prince Fumihito & Crown Princess Kiko 🇯🇵
Crown Prince Frederick & Crown Princess Mary 🇩🇰
Prince Albert & Princess Charlene 🇲🇨
King Vajiralongkorn & Queen Suthida 🇹🇭
King Abdullah II & Queen Rania 🇯🇴
King Tupou & Queen Nanasipau’u 🇹🇴
Hereditary Prince Alois & Hereditary Princess Sophie 🇱🇮
King Mswati III & Queen Sibonelo LaMbikiza 🇸🇿
Crown Prince Sheikh Mishal Al Ahmad Al-Jaber Al-Sabah 🇰🇼
Crown Prince Theyazin bin Haitham Al Said 🇴🇲
Emir Tamim bin Hamad Al Thani 🇶🇦
Princess Lalla Meryem 🇲🇦
Prince Turki bin Mohammed bin Fahd Minister of State 🇸🇦
Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed 🇦🇪
King Letsie III & Queen Masenate 🇱🇸
Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah 🇧🇳
King Hamad bin Isa Al Khalifa 🇧🇭
Asantehene Otumfuo Osei Tutu II & Lady Julia of the Ashanti
♔ ┆ Deposed Royalty & Distant Family Relations
Queen Anne-Marie, Crown Prince Pavlos & Crown Princess Mary Chantal 🇬🇷
Margrave Bernhard & Margravine Stephanie of Baden
Landgrave Donatus of Hesse
Prince Philipp & Princess Saskia of Hohenlohe - Langenburg
Margareta (Custodian of the Crown) and Prince Radu 🇷🇴
Crown Prince Alexander & Crown Princess Katherine 🇷🇸
Tsar Simeon & Tsaritsa Margarita 🇧🇬
Annoying Ginger from Montecito
♔ ┆ Governor-Generals of Commonwealth Realms
Governor-General David Hurley & Linda Hurley 🇦🇺
Governor-General Sir Rodney Williams & Lady Williams 🇦🇬
Governor-General Sir Cornelius A. Smith & Lady Smith 🇧🇸
Governor-General Dame Cindy Kiro & Richard Davies 🇳🇿
Governor-General Mary Simon & Whit Fraser 🇨🇦
Governor-General Sir Patrick Allen & Lady Allen 🇯🇲
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Governor-General Dame Cécile La Grenade 🇬🇩
King's Representative Sir Tom Marsters & Lady Tuaine Marsters 🇨🇰
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[.:♔:.] He honestly had not meant to walk in on the draculina, as he felt like walking around and exploring Dracula’s castle. However, he couldn’t look away, or move either, when he caught his betroth without her garments.
Ears pinned, he’d hope he did not offend, though quietly he loved it.
Alexander knew she was gorgeous, but she was on a whole other level of just how beautiful she truly was, and he was utterly bewitched.
“Please forgive me for walking in like this, I had no idea but…yes I do…very much.” He crooned, his facial scales flush with a lighter shade of lavender.
They were to be wed, and no doubt share a bed. But Alexander still thought himself a gentleman, and downcast his eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was okay and he certainly didn’t want to be rude and gawk. But he didn’t leave either.
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( alexander dreymon, male, he/him, 39) ** ♔ announcing ADEM HANS JASEN, the KING OF THE NETHERLANDS ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble ALEXANDER DREYMON. it is a miracle that HE survived the last five years, considering they are JOYOUS, DRAMATIC, PASSIONATE. i hope the plague has not changed them. they are FOR working together with the other kingdoms (mina, she/her, 22, pst! )
Adem had been born during a time where a man and his wife were faithful to their commandments to each other. He helped sustain their ever tested faith, and strengthened their marriage. yet, things would not always be pretty for the couple, and their son was not exactly helpful in such regards. one could say he was born to explore more than this country had to offer. it was hard to keep up with such a rambunctious child, less with the way it impacted the court. his parents had to quickly realize how little their son cared for the expectations of royalty, and how either the world molded to him or he would break the world. to him, everything was tested in the battlefield. nothing mattered moer than a mans wit and knowledge and ability to incapacitate his enemies. hench why he became such good friends with his now-advisor kai. the only way his tutors could get him to be involved in his studies was to set him up in situations where he needed to know exactly what was being taught. he had come to learn the ways of his father’s generals and many advisors, he had come to learn the way his country ran both in lands of riches and lands of poverty. all of this would accumulate to him becoming the fine man who would be declared as the heir to the throne of netherlands.
it was rather unfortunate though, as it was hard to take such a man seriously when he would allow the joys of life consume him entirely. nothing seemed to bother him, even when his parents told him of their expectation to wed and to rule and to continue the legacy they had built for him. they could see how little he considered his future, and the more time they waited, the worst it became. almost as if Adem forgot his parent’s were just humans and wouldn’t live forever. hench, why they brought forth the Lady Johannas and announced her as their son’s betrothed.
when he met her, he could recall stating how “stiff yet pretty” she was. this attitude of hers didn’t seem to disappear as he found that she took life a bit too seriously, and there was almost nothing overtly unique to her. she was just the perfect daughter, the perfect lady, amazingly built for a life in a court that didn’t exist no more. the court was his, and that court was scandalous and ruthless and exciting. everything she was not. so one could say, adem didn’t like her. he thought if anything, he already had mistresses who he saw frequently. a wife was just a title after all. he didn’t have to spend every waking second with her.
all of this would change once Johanna was able to somehow gain the favor of his most wildest but beloved horse. (of course, first came outrage because WHO DID SHE BELIEVE SHE WAS, GOING ABOUT AND BRUSHING HIS HORSE AND FEEDING IT SNACKS? THAT WAS HIS HORSE). the surprise couldn’t be held back, but it was the beginning of something liberating and sweet. they soon were able to find a common ground and soon he found himself falling for his beautiful lady. the feelings were mutual and they wedded. yet, that wouldn’t stop how much he would tease her on how posh she was. it didn’t help as she gave the most hilarious and gorgeous reactions. it just fed his need to consistantly see the blush appear on her cheeks and to see shyness or embarrassment settle in her wonderful visage.
yet, as wonderful as his wife it, it seemed the kingdom wouldn’t quite comprehend his fascinations and tastes when the queen was unable to conceive a child to full term. yet, just as he was unphased by his attempts to pressure him into a marriage, he was utterly unphased by these issues his wife was having. it didn’t help that soon after their marriage, the plague hit and he was sent into completely madness as his wife fell ill. he hated the idea of falling for such a woman only to lose her, so he made sure to do his best and stay by her side through the entire process.
it didn’t help that his father had passed, and Adem had to take the throne. He would have never been able to make such a transition if it wasn’t for his advisor Kai. when all hope seemed gone, johanna recovered and they were able to rule the netherlands together and attempt to fulfill their duties as the king and queen.
adem continues to have little care for the fact that his wife is struggling to conceive, yet it seems everybody is worried on his behalf. he detests it, and he detests the rumors and the talks of a curse. if anything, he trusts the timing that his God has placed on him and he believes that a child will come right as God needs him to be in the world. in the mean time, adem has no issues with consistently trying for a child. (ADEM, STOP IT!) His only concern is that his court is slowly turning on his wife, and hench offering a beautiful woman he once bedded often as Johanna’s replacement. while pressure never fazed him, he cant help but feel as though these foreign grounds will bring new problems for his already troubled country. he can only hope that either his country comes to accept Johanna as she is or that Johanna will finally have a child. he just waits patiently, needing reassurance that he is doing the right thing since he sees how other countries handle the concept of different partners such as the Ottoman Empire, the Mughal Empire, and Scotland. ( he isn’t calling them out, he’s just saying bruh???? do you not like your wives? im sorry to hear that )
FUN FACTS ;
- Adem is a masterful swordsman, and its one of his favorite past times. spar him, he will enjoy every second of it. though, one may want to be careful. he has learned the art of weapon throwing and weapon catching. one could say he has a sixth sense for weapons heading his way and being able to catch them no matter how off guard he is. it was surprised even himself, though his wife doesn’t like it much. it didn’t help that someone accidentally threw a sword and it almost stabbed her.
- adem is a very sexual being, and he doesn’t mind making the casual innuedo to those around him. though nobody is the victim to his rather ‘gross’ remarks like Johanna. someone save her please lol
- much like kai, poultry is one of his favorite things to consume. he loves having fires outside to cook them instead of preparing them in the kitchen, since he is very much an outdoorsy kind of man.
- dont ask him to dance, he sucks at it. he will only dance with his family and his wife but even then he is lucky if he doesn’t step on their toes or just ask them to step on his feet as he sweeps them across the floor in order not to hurt them.
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[.:♔:.] He was very content with that answer, after all it's never fun for him if there isn't some resistance. Alexander lifts his brow and tilts his head at the title, finding it very odd, strange even. He's seen donkeys around his kingdom, mostly as tools to till the various crops by the peasants who tended to them. This fellow was no donkey but he had no idea what he was, either. He's never seen an ape before. Despite the odd name, he would remain polite.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you...Donkey Kroc? And you're pirate? Well, I'm not too fond of pirates but you seem like a respectable one so I won't hold that against you" He huffs, he wasn't worried much for his hoard these days thanks to his clever mage.
"So tell me, this Mario chap you mentioned, I never met him but why are you so adamant in offering him up? Sounds like a troublemaker you want to get rid of."
"Weeell... a much more charming pirate for sure! The kind that mostly guards their hoard!" Wasn't that a dragon's job though? Eh, he didn't know. Scaley creatures were too weird for him to comprehend fully.
Shifting in place, he rubbed the back of his head and then glanced up at the inquiry sideways. "Well, uh..." He has to reflect...stomping his fists down onto the ground as he thinks of all the SLIGHTS. "For ONE...he's a cheating jerk that has to use magic to WIN FAIR FIGHTS. Secondly-...he owes me like, 200 bananas. And he won't give them back no matter how much I HINT he should!!!" Teeth gnashing, he throws his head back and looks sadly into the sky. His poor kidnapped bananas...their siblings in the hoard would never forget.
"Hhf! But uh...is there some reason you need a snackrifice specifically?"
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[.:♔:.] The monster could feel and taste warmth on his forked tongue as he encroached ever closer toward the village. His eagerness to be warm motivating him to fall on all fours and bound his way towards civilization. All he needed was to get warm, so that the fires within could be stoked and he could call Cromwell. And get the hell out of this frozen place.
The first pairs of eyes to see the daemon would scream out in horror upon his arrival. He wasn’t intentionally looking to ravage this place, but he wasn’t exactly convincing anyone rushing the little settlement as he was.
He threw himself onto Arendelle’s grounds, much to the dismay of any townsfolk present. Screaming and running.
Alexander gasps, head hanging low, icicles having formed long the tips if his ridged eyebrows and much of his dual toned mane. He was breathing heavily, thick steam wafting from his maw as his body fought desperately to keep itself warm. Had it not been deep winter this surely would been a feast he’d indulge himself in but alas, he was out of his element, and out of his depth.
As Elsa's mind continued to wonder on upon things, the sounds of people screaming and the running foot steps suddenly broke through her thoughts and she quickly turned around to the voices and noticed people running away, past her, some even shouting to protect them from something. But what is that something?
Whatever it is, Elsa became alarmed and dashed off towards the source and when she had her arms up and ready to fight, she stopped at what she found instead. It wasn't an invading group of soldiers nor a blazing fire but something else, a creature- no, perhaps a beast instead? Whoever he was, his head hung low and she could tell that he seemed to be breathing heavy.
A stranger who lost their way, perhaps? Who knows with this guy but-! Setting that all aside, Elsa started to make her way over, arms still up but not in a attacking position but in a more careful kind- ready to help this beast from whatever was causing him problems. However in the back of her mind, she still needed to be careful.
"Hey... are you alright?"
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