#royalty sims

[theroyalhouseofwindenburg]

The Black Death: Part 6

On the fifth night of Wilhelm's confinement within the dungeon, he had become extremely ill. Boils covered his pale, sickly body as he sat feebly in the corner of the cold stone room. In his final moments, he looked up and couldn't believe his eyes. Before him stood three spirits—the ghost of his late wife Fiona, her severed head floating in front of her body, clearly enraged. She looked to Wilhelm and said, "You thought death would spare you from the consequences of your malevolence, Wilhelm. Your cruelty did not die with me; it festered and grew in the heart of our daughter, whom you callously mistreated after my passing. You dared to execute me when our child was but a tender three years old, denying her a mother's love and subjecting her to the darkness you embody. Your reign was built on the foundation of my demise, but now, in death, I return to witness your kingdom crumble and your soul wither in eternal torment. The suffering you've sown will be your only legacy."

Wilhelm looked blankly at the spirits, unable to fathom what he saw before his eyes. Before he could respond, the spirit of his father, King Wilhelm IV, interrupted, "Wilhelm, my son, you may have taken my crown 29 years ago, lifting the burden that weighed heavily upon me. Yet, as I gaze upon the path you've chosen, my heart is heavy with disappointment. The legacy you've crafted is one of cruelty and callousness, and in your pursuit of power, you've lost the essence of true kingship. May you find redemption in the afterlife, for your deeds have left a stain on the very realm you were meant to protect."

Finally, the sad spirit of King Wilhelm's dear uncle Arthur stood before him, bearing a somber expression. Arthur extended his hand to his nephew, and Wilhelm reached up to him.

The following morning, as the guards were doing their rounds, they saw that Wilhelm had met his demise, lying lifeless on the cold stone floor, covered in markings of the plague. The plague doctors were called to collect the King's body and deliver it to Westsimster Abbey. They wrapped him in a thick blanket and sealed it with wax to prevent further infection. Meanwhile, upstairs in the castle, Cordelia, Augusta, and Prince Wilhelm sat in their chamber reminiscing. Suddenly, the doors flung open, and guards poured in, accompanied by Sir Oliver Coles, the King's advisor. He was holding a note which he immediately read out to the family.

"It is with deep sorrow that we announce the passing of our sovereign, King Wilhelm V, who reigned over Windenburg from the year 1320 until his demise today, on the 4th day of winter, 1349. In mourning his loss, we reflect on the challenges faced during his rule. With the final toll of the bell, we bid farewell to a dark chapter in our history."

Oliver and the guards looked to the young Prince Wilhelm and bowed before him, stating, "The king is dead, long live the king." Wilhelm was blown away by this news; he couldn't believe his ears. Now at only 11 years old, he would have to rule a kingdom. Cordelia was shocked upon hearing the news, and sadness overcame her, more so for the lost potential in her late husband, now consumed by death's final grasp. Yet, Augusta was clearly overjoyed by this. The young King looked down to his guards in disbelief, knowing the weight that has been thrust upon him and the struggles he was bound to face.

On the morning of the 6th day of winter, crowds gathered around Westsimster Abbey for the funeral of King Wilhelm V. Many couldn't believe he was really dead. Wilhelm's body was placed on the altar that held many of his ancestors before him, guarded by two men. The young King, his mother Dowager Queen Cordelia, and his half-sister Augusta stood off to the side, staring in disbelief at the body. The King walked up to the altar and stood before the mass of citizens.

"Good people of Windenburg, Today, we gather not just to mourn the passing of a king but to acknowledge the pain caused by a chapter in our history. My father, King Wilhelm, ruled with a heavy hand, and the consequences of his actions weigh heavily on our hearts. I stand before you, not only as the heir to the throne but as a son who witnessed the suffering of our people.

In the wake of my father's tyranny, I extend a heartfelt apology to each one of you. The darkness that shrouded Windenburg under his rule will not define our future. It is my solemn promise to rebuild this kingdom, to mend the wounds inflicted upon it, and to restore the prosperity that once graced our land. To guide us in this journey, I advocate for the regency of my mother, Queen Cordelia. Her wisdom, compassion, and unwavering love for Windenburg make her the beacon of hope we desperately need. Under her leadership, I believe we can forge a new era—a chapter marked not by oppression but by unity, justice, and prosperity. Henceforth, I choose to be known as King Edward, taking my second name as a regnal name—a symbol of breaking free from the shadows of the past. No longer shall our kings be shackled by the mistakes of their predecessors. I aspire to rebuild Windenburg, not as an echo of the past, but as a beacon of hope for a brighter future."

With those words, King Edward concluded his address, his voice echoing through the abbey. The crowd remained silent for a moment, absorbing the weight of his words, before erupting into applause. They knew that they had a king who would lead them with compassion and determination, a king who would guide them through the challenges ahead. In the back of the crowd stood a group of religious figures, members of the Jacoban clergy, stood with anger etched upon their faces. Back at the Parish of St. Jacob, Paul Leudemond, the high priest of the Jacoban church, was particularly vocal in his opposition. He argued that Cordelia's regency would lead to a weakening of the kingdom, as it would undermine the authority of the king. He proposed that Richard, the late King Wilhelm's cousin and a staunch supporter of the Jacoban faith, be appointed as lord protector of King Edward. This move, he believed, would ensure the continued dominance of the Jacoban church and restore order to Windenburg.

"The appointment of a woman as regent is a grave mistake," Leudemond declared, his voice echoing with conviction. "It threatens to unravel the very fabric of our society. We cannot allow a woman, especially one of Bagley blood, to wield such power. It goes against the natural order of things."

Leudemond's words were met with murmurs of agreement from the clergy gathered around him. They nodded in unison, their expressions reflecting a shared sense of urgency and determination.

"We must act swiftly to rectify this situation," Leudemond continued, his tone growing more impassioned. "We cannot allow Cordelia to undermine the authority of the king. We must appoint Richard as lord protector of King Edward. He is a man of strong Jacoban faith, and he will ensure that our traditions and values are upheld."

The clergy listened intently, their eyes fixed on Leudemond as he spoke. They knew that their plan was bold, but they were willing to take the risk. They were prepared to challenge the authority of the crown in order to safeguard the future of Windenburg and the Jacoban church.

[thekingdomofalcmene]

The Royal House of Lux

Presenting the Royal House of Lux (which means “Light” in Latin), Alcmene’s first royal family since the kingdom’s inception. The reigning monarch is HM Queen Estella I. At the age of 20, she married Seraphin Lux, and the two had twins daughters, HRH Crown Princess Hecate and HRH Princess Zoria, now age 20. Since Hecate is two hours older than her sister, she is the heir to the throne. Tragically, King Seraphin died of a mysterious illness three years ago, making Queen Estella a widow. The royal family are descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon. The Crown Princess is named after Hecate, the Greek goddess of the Crossroads, witchcraft, and necromancy. Princess Zoria’s name is of Slavic origin, and means “Morning star” or “Sunrise”. 

Crown Princess Hecate and Princess Zoria are currently the kingdom’s most eligible women. 

From left to right: HRH Crown Princess Hecate, HM Queen Estella I, and HRH Princess Zoria. 

[wewantmods]

👸 27+ Sims 4 Princess CC: Gowns, Heels & Accessories

With so many castles being built, I put together a fun collection of Princess custom content to go with it.

Create the perfect princess to reign over her kingdom.

⭐You can find the entire collection here.

Thanks to cc creators: @stardustsims4 @mysteriousoo @simsonico @tekri @sifix @natalia-auditore @imfromsixam @natalis @gingerllamasims @huiernxoxo @kikisimlive @zeussim @joshseoh @simmeraddiction83 @suzuesims @felipe @miikocc @enriques4 @arltos

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KNIGHT OC KNIGHT OC KNIGHT OC

[batsfromwesteros]

Crown of Queen Mary - BatsFromWesteros

This set includes 4 crowns and 2 diadems! Both Queen Mary's and Queen Camilla's versions are available with 8 and 4 arches.

BGC;

2 swatches each;

The diadems are hat slider compatible;

High poly! - I do not recommend having all 6 pieces in your game at the same time;

DOWNLOAD (Patreon - free)

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Prepare to Be Amazed: 21+ Best Royal Furniture CC for Your Sims! ✨

Ready to make your Sims' homes fit for royalty with amazing furniture in The Sims 4?

You're in for a treat! In this post, you'll see the most incredible Sims 4 royal furniture cc that'll transform your Sims' living spaces into regal wonderlands. Get ready for a royal makeover!

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Just wanted to give a big THANKS for decking out our Sims' spaces with royal flair: @lilis-palace, @strangestorytellersims, @thejim07, @cliffou29, @annadedanann, @stereo-91, @thegoldensanctuary, @historicalsimslife, @simcredibledesigns, @themarblemortal, @lustrousims, @natalia-auditore, @aggressivekitty, @felixandresims, @rubyred-sims-cc, @the-regal-sim, @harrie-cc, @ladycharlottesims

You've made our digital kingdoms truly breathtaking! 🧡

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It would have been wayyy tooo much to link all of the cc individually so if there is something that you want the link to please send a WCIF ask!

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[funkyllama]

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.

Last / Beginning / Next @empiredesimparte @trentonsimblr @officalroyalsofpierreland

[the-regal-sim]

My Rococo Mirror for TS4 has been released download @ Regal Sims or at Curse Forge

[dedemarques94-blog]

Night Chair by DeDeSims

In 19th Century, this item was located in a special separate room or was moved around the house. Grander versions sometimes resembled a real throne, hence perhaps the term “sit on the throne”, referring to the toilet seat. The press advertised stools as “armchairs for going outside while staying inside”. Ebony wood.

It has a low seat, enclosed, with a flap under which there is a hole, intended for a chamber pot. A door is fitted at the back, which could be opened with a key in order to replace the vessel.

Source: https://sketchfab.com/3d-models/night-chair-854712bd345e4665b88f5c0ce5e0454c

*Fully functional!*

** BGC!! **

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Enjoy!! =)

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟏   ❛ 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 ❜   |   VARIOUS LOCATIONS AND YEARS

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ The queen’s voice broke as she talked. Staring into the camera, she willed the tears to stay. Her eyes grew glassy, and the small audience before her—palace staffers and journalists, a mixed array of stone faces and quivering lips—blurred into a white haze. The decision to speak had come early in the morning as she sat alone in bed. The windows and doors were thrown open, and she stared at the moon until she could see the rabbits dancing upon its surface. Her hair was gone by then, wrapped in a bundle to accompany her daughter into the first of her graves. With one hand, Beatriz felt her scalp, with its hair shorter now than even on the day she was born. Mothering had never come easy to her. Neither her children nor her subjects received her love in full, or the way they desired it, or when they needed it. She had tried her hardest for Sayfa, of which she made no secret. Still, because she could not trust herself to have shown it, she also could not trust that her daughter had known.

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ woo, finally ! mixed feelings, but the important part is that it's done. my favorite part is the rowena guest appearance, personally :^)

TRANSCRIPT:

[RV] Good morning. I’m Inti Rivera. Today, the nation prepares for the funeral of Princess Safya. This daytime in memoriam edition of UBC Nightly News will be followed by live coverage of the procession.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya was born in 1950 to the recently crowned Queen Beatriz and her second husband, Matias Villar. With the preference for male heirs ended, the princess was presumed to be a future queen.

[RV V.O.] The Queen elected to reveal her daughter’s name at the annual naming festival in Yaas. She was the first royal infant in two generations to participate. Princess Safya would later do the same with all three of her own children.

[RV V.O.] Although she was her mother’s heir and began accompanying the queen on business early, the princess was also close with her father. Commentators regularly noted their similar personalities and interests, as did Queen Beatriz herself.

[RV V.O.] Mother Rowena, formerly queen, returned to public life following Princess Safya’s birth. The princess shared her first patronage with her grandmother, and the pair became the most popular royals. [I] Can you tell us where you were today, my princess? [S] We visited an orphanage. The children are less fortunate, so we take care of them. I’m happy to say that is my responsibility now.

[I] How did the princess do today, Mother Rowena? [R] I don’t know how she can stand upright with a heart of gold! She’s full of empathy, this little girl, for others. She’ll be a servant her whole life, just like her grandfather. I envy everyone who’ll live to see it. [S] {Gasps.}

[RV V.O.] In the eyes of many, Princess Safya ceased to be a little girl when she announced her engagement in 1968 to Rodrigo Dardarich. The news excited the public but was not without controversy. [S] Some will say this is quick. We accept that. It is. However, it’s also true what they say: when you know, you know.

[RV V.O.] The Princess married in 1969. In a first, the family shared behind-the-scenes photographs of preparation for the ceremonies. Her new husband, in another break from tradition, would not share Safya’s titles. The princess penned a letter to the public for the occasion, calling her marriage, quote, “the first true act of my own, my first real decision.”

[RV V.O.] Critics who expressed suspicion of the relationship were vindicated soon enough. The princess and Lord Rodrigo became a favorite subject of photographers. The most skilled captured public arguments on multiple occasions throughout the years. These photos proved lucrative as interest in the couple and their life together continued to grow.

[RV V.O.] In 1975, the Office of the Crown Princess issued a formal statement refuting an “investigation” published by Concordia that year. The paper alleged impending divorce, with lurid but unsubstantiated details of infidelity and financial strain. The Crown declined to support privacy legislation proposed by the Assembly of Uspana in 1976, 1977, and 1980.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya and Lord Rodrigo gave a joint interview on the state of their marriage in 1985. The unprecedented, polarizing broadcast broke daytime viewership records. The interviewer, Isabel Eannes, was widely panned by most viewers and commentators. [S] I don’t think that’s a fair question. [I] So, you disagree, then? You haven’t been unhappy?

[R] She’s unhappy right now—she hates combative journalists. [S] {Laughs.} No! I don’t hate anyone. We asked for this. We begged.

[I] Let’s talk about the ring, then. It’s new. Smaller. Why? [S] People like us don’t get do-overs. But, we’re trying anyway. [R] The alternative is being apart. That’s impossible. It can’t happen. We must try, even if it isn’t easy. [S] It’s hard, but that’s love. ‘To love someone is to suffer for them.’ [I] {Scoffs.} That is Tecuani maxim, isn’t it?

[RV V.O.] The princess gave birth to her first child, Leonor, in 1970. To the nation’s delight, Princess Safya and her new baby were inseparable. [R] Let us see her! Can you talk a minute? Share something! [S] We’re late for a meeting, I’m sorry!

[RV V.O.] In 1974, Princess Safya and Lord Rodrigo welcomed their second child, Mateo. Her office announced two years later, on the heels of former Queen Rowena’s death, that Princess Safya would be scaling back to, quote, “refocus on her growing family.” She would regain her place as Uspana’s “hardest working royal” by 1981.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya’s final child, Gil, was born in 1979. The princess had declared a decade prior that she hoped for a trio of children.

[RV V.O.] When asked in 1985 if she wanted more children, Princess Safya remarked that she was, quote, “retired” and “content” to await her future grandchildren instead of “competing” with her mother. Queen Beatriz has six children, all born between 1950 and 1962.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya, like heirs before her, formally began her career as a working royal at the age of ten. Commentators described her that year as, quote, “articulate,” “cautious,” and “soft-spoken.”

[RV V.O.] The princess and her younger brother, Prince Arnaut, became regular members of their mother’s retinue. The Queen described her feelings on the matter in passing during a press conference: [B V.O.] “Teenager” is a weak term. Once, Safya would have governed a province in her own right as a teenager. No longer. We coddle and undertrain our heirs just like everyone else now. The assembly tells me that’s a “parenting” problem. Well, what I say is it certainly won’t be my problem when I’m dead, and you’re stuck with them! {Laughs.}

[RV V.O.] Queen Beatriz and Princess Safya were proactive concerning Leonor’s training as well. The pair remained inseparable in public, gaining valuable experience together. Before her death, the princess announced her daughter would join the team she intended to task with passing a new education initiative through the Assembly.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya began crafting policy proposals in 1988 to encourage and improve access to higher education. In addition to boosting funding for Uspana’s institutions, the princess was in talks with lawmakers to make attending schools abroad a feasible, affordable option.

[RV V.O.] Princess Safya’s last official public appearance was during a tour of elementary schools in southern Uspana. The fatal yachting trip capped a month of nonstop travel. Having allegedly, quote, “hit a wall” with legislators, the princess was focusing on what she did best. Commentators as well as school administrators, teachers, parents, and students described her in warm terms. The princess was enthusiastic and always connected on a human level with her future subjects.

[RV] That concludes this morning’s in memoriam special. Now, we go to Bernardo Rea for live coverage at Nakawe Palace.

[RE] Good morning. The mood is somber at Nakawe Palace as the family and silent gathered crowds prepare for the procession. Moments ago, Queen Beatriz unexpectedly announced she intends to give televised remarks. We are waiting to be invited inside.

[B] My firstborn will be interred today. I doubt that requires prefacing. How can it? It’s reality. The burden is immense. I’ve done what I can to lift it from my family. After funeral rites, the most sacred ritual we have is to shear our hair. This is surrendering power—spirituality vulnerability. It says, “Give me the pain of mourning. I can carry it for us all.” Not just anyone can be so burdened. You must be ready. You have to be empty.

[B] My request for all of you, the hundreds of thousands who I suspect will gather across Uspana, is this: empty yourself for her. Cry for my daughter. Weep as profusely as you can. Fill the streets with water so it will carry her home—to the mountains that chose her, that chose to take her away from us all, from me. We will let her go together, as one People.

[theroyalhouseofwindenburg]

The Black Death: Part 5

In the subsequent days, the guard meticulously gathered a group of his most trusted men, forming a secret alliance fueled by a shared purpose. True to his promise to Augusta, he orchestrated her discreet release from the confines of the dungeon, providing her sanctuary in the knights' quarters. Seated around a dimly lit table, they convened, plotting the downfall of King Wilhelm. Augusta, her resolve unwavering, proposed a strategic strike during the late hours of the night, precisely when the changing of the guard offered the opportune moment. Unified in purpose, the conspirators collectively acknowledged that this marked the beginning of the end.

Several days later, on a frigid winter morning, King Wilhelm lay ensconced in the warmth of his bedchambers, immersed in a deep slumber. Abruptly, his restful repose was shattered as one of his guards entered with an urgent demeanor. "What is so pressing that it's worth disrupting my slumber?" Wilhelm bellowed, his voice resonating through the chamber. "Your Majesty, I'm deeply sorry to disturb you, but an unsettling breach in security has occurred. We believe there's a threat to your safety within the castle. I urgently request you to accompany me to the knights' quarters; it's the safest location for you," the guard instructed, his expression reflecting genuine concern.

Reluctantly rising from his bed, Wilhelm, gripped by apprehension, followed his guard down the dimly lit hallways, the weight of impending danger hanging heavily in the cold, early morning air.

They traveled through the corridors of the castle, descending into the shadowy depths of the basement. As they entered the dungeon hallway, a gnawing sense of unease crept over Wilhelm. He turned to the guard, agitation evident in his voice. "I thought the knights' quarters were further down the hall. Why have we stopped here?" Wilhelm questioned, his tone laced with frustration. The guard met Wilhelm's gaze, an ominous smile playing on his lips.

"Funny, isn't it, Your Majesty? How the mighty can fall. Your castle, once a symbol of power, is now but a fortress of your own demise."

Before Wilhelm could voice his confusion, one of the cell doors swung open, revealing a formidable assembly of guards, effectively blocking any escape route. Standing among them was his own daughter, Augusta, wearing a smirk that mirrored her newfound resolve.

"What is the meaning of this!?" Wilhelm shouted in a rage.

"The meaning, Father, is the inevitable consequence of your cruelty. Your reign of oppression ends here, and the people you've tormented will finally see justice. These guards have chosen the side of righteousness, and Windenburg will be free from the chains you forged." Wilhelm tried to order the guards to apprehend Augusta, but his influence had diminished, and, in turn, they forcefully restrained him. "Unhand me! I am your King!" Wilhelm desperately shouted. Augusta delivered a final statement to her father, "You hold no kingship over us." With that, the guard forcefully threw Wilhelm into the dark cell, swiftly locking the door behind him.

As the heavy door closed with a resounding thud, sealing Wilhelm within the confines of the dimly lit cell, reality set in. When he turned around, a haunting sight greeted him—the room was filled with the anguished presence of plague-ridden souls, their hollow eyes reflecting the torment of the cruel disease. A palpable sense of terror was etched on Wilhelm's face as he desperately pounded on the unyielding door. "You won't escape the consequences of this, Augusta! I'll make sure you pay for this betrayal. Mark my words!"

Realizing that no one was listening to his desperate pleas, Wilhelm crumbled to the ground, his head in his hands. The weight of his own suffering mirrored the agony he had inflicted upon others. The following morning, Cordelia lay in her chamber, having endured solitude since Wilhelm's last visit. Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted her solitude, "My lady, forgive the intrusion, but I thought you'd want to know that young Prince Alvin is here. He's missed his mother dearly, and I thought it best to reunite you both."

Cordelia initially believed she was lost in a dream, but as she opened her eyes, the reality before her was as tangible as anything. Positioned by the entrance to her chambers, Cordelia's guard and Lady Philippa stood with Prince Alvin in her arms. Overwhelmed with emotion, Cordelia rushed out of her bed, racing to her son and embracing him tightly. She turned to Lady Philippa, her eyes filled with curiosity, and inquired, "How did you possibly get Wilhelm to agree to this?" Lady Philippa responded with a subtle smile, "His Majesty has been missing since last night, Your Grace. There's no trace of him anywhere." She continued, "I've been asked to escort you to the council chamber; everyone is waiting there, Your Grace."

As Cordelia stepped into the chamber, Prince Wilhelm rushed into her arms, marking the long-awaited reunion of their fractured family. Joy and relief filled the air, enveloping the room in a momentary respite from the shadows that had cast a pall over the kingdom. However, amidst the warmth of familial embrace, an eerie silence lingered, a stark reminder of the absence that loomed over the reunited kin.

In the ensuing days, a gradual decline overcame King Wilhelm. The unmistakable signs of the plague manifested on his weakened form as he sat on the unforgiving cold stone floor. The once-mighty ruler now grappled with a sense of profound loss and despair. The weight of his deeds bore down on him, and the impending specter of his own mortality loomed ever larger.

Locked in the dark chamber, Wilhelm faced the cruel irony of his fate. The same suffering he had inflicted upon others had come full circle to claim him. Each passing moment carried him closer to the precipice of his inevitable demise. In the shadows of the castle that was once his seat of power, Wilhelm confronted the consequences of his actions, and the haunting silence echoed with the reckoning of a ruler who had lost not only his kingdom but also the compassion he had forsaken.

[labuenosairesfrancaise]

Badminton House

Hi guys!!

I'm sharing another grand english state! 

House History:  The medieval House was owned by the Boteler family from whom, in 1612, Edward Somerset, fourth Earl of Worcester, purchased the manors of Great and Little Badminton. Some years later, he gave Badminton to one of his sons, Sir Thomas Somerset who was the first to make what would be many significant alterations to the original House.

The Somersets are descended from John of Gaunt, and the dukedom of Beaufort was created by Charles II in 1682, being granted to Sir Thomas’ great nephew, Henry Somerset, 3rd Marquess of Worcester in reward for his service to the Royalists in the Civil War. The first Duke and Duchess carried out extensive works on the House, Gardens and Grounds.

More history: https://www.badmintonestate.com/the-estate/history/

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This house fits a 64x64 lot and features several impressive rooms, more than 29 bedrooms, a servants hall and several state rooms!

I only decored the main rooms, for you to have a glimpse of the distribution. The rest is up to you, as I have stated that I do not like interiors :P

We warned, I made modifications to the floorplan to fit the church, so that conection with the main house is quite weird.

You will need the usual CC I use: all of Felixandre, The Jim, SYB, Anachrosims, Regal Sims, TGS, The Golden Sanctuary, Dndr recolors, etc.

Please enjoy, comment if you like it and share pictures with me if you use my creations!

[wewantmods]

27+ Sims 4 Royal CC: Gowns, Crowns, & More

Ge your sims dressed for their royal debut with this collection of Sims 4 Royal CC. This round up focuses on clothing, royal jewels and crowns. But if you want some royal furniture too, not to worry, that's coming up this week.

👑You can find the royal collection here.

Thanks to cc creators: @royaltysimblr @theroyalsims @glitterberry @warwickroyals @melonsloth @royaltytrait @sifix @normalsiim @beto-ae0 @batsfromwesteros @rustys-cc @revolution-sims

[windslar]

Playing Mario Lothario Kart

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