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theroyalthrones · 6 months ago
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BEHIND THE SCENES | Gilramore, Sesley, Orillia
She may be the face I can't forget A trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
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In the solitude of their new apartment, Francesca feels the familiar sting of loss wrap around her heart. Each box represents not just possessions but the dreams and laughter that once filled their home, now replaced by silence. As she digs through the remnants of a life shared, the weight of unspoken words and unfulfilled promises presses down, reminding her that the journey to healing often begins with confronting the ghosts of the past.
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Numerous boxes litter the bare apartment. Rain pours from above, their new apartment doesn’t feel quite like home. None of their homes have… until their last.
Francesca puts the feelings aside, unpacking her literal baggage instead of her figurative.
As she starts unpacking a new box, Leandra walks in with another.
Lea] Are you done?
Fra] Not even close.
Lea] … What’s in here? (refers to the box she’s carrying)
Fra] Is that dad’s stuff?
Lea] Maybe? I’ll leave it here.
Alternate Fath] "Do a spin, Fran!" Fra] "I can’t!" Fath] "You can." Little Francesca attempts the spin but falls flat on her bottom. In the present, Francesca chuckles at her younger self. On the tape, her father laughs along with her. Fra] "Papa! You’re laughing at me!" Fath] "I’m sorry, pea. Try again." Fra] "NOO! I don’t want to do this anymore." Fath] "You can." Fra] "I still can’t do it!" Fath] "Just because you fail the first time doesn’t mean you’ll fail again." Fath] "Try again." Fra] grumbling She tries again, reluctantly. She skates around the block, her determination growing. She spins and spins, and then she’s laughing, her father’s laughter echoing with hers. Fra] "Papa, I did it!!" Fath] laughing "You did it." Fra] still laughing "You can do anything." [The home video ends there.] Leandra appears in the doorway, and Francesca turns to her, tears streaking her face. Lea] "When was that filmed?" Fran] "A few years before you were born." Lea] "He was a good dad." Fran] crying harder "…" Lea] "This isn’t just about Dad, is it?" Fran] "…" Lea] "Didn’t Dad always say you give up on things too easily?" Fran] exasperated "Lea…" Lea] "Don’t give up on your happiness, Cesca. Keep trying until you find it."
Leandra walks away, busy with her other boxes. She leaves Francesca with a box of their past. One Leandra herself isn’t privy too. Francesca ponders the beaten up box. The word “Daddy” written on the side. The word is foreign to her, the meaning long gone from her heart.
She inches closer to the box and opens it. Her fathers things. Some books, some papers, some cameras. Her dad’s old things. She ruffles through the contents, the smell of her long gone father in the air. She comes across a series of cassettes. The girls names written on them. She grabs her own, and pops it into their rickety TV.
It takes a moment to load, but it does to her surprise. She hears her fathers voice, it takes her for surprise after so many years.
Fath] Do a spin, Fran!—
Fra] I can’t!
Fath] You can.
Francesca attempts the trick, she falls flat on her but.
In the present Francesca Laughs at herself. And in the tape, her father laughs with her.
Fra] Papa! You’re laughing at me!
Fath] I’m sorry, pea. Try again.
Fra] NOO! I don’t wanna do this anymore.
Fath] You can.
Fra] I still can’t do it!
Fath] Just because you fail the first time doesn’t mean you will fail again.
Fath] Again.
Fra] (grumbles)
She tries again to her chagrin. She skates around the block, and does the move. She spins, and spins. She laughs, her father laughs.
Fra] Papa I did it!!
Fath] (laughing) You did it.
Fra](laughing still) you can do anything
[ Home video ends there]
[leandra stands at the door, Francesca turns to her. Tears staining her face]
Lea] When was that filmed?
Fran] A few years before you were born.
Lea] He was a good dad.
Fran] (crying intensified) …
Lea] This isn’t just about dad, isn’t it?
Fran]…
Lea] Didn’t dad always say you give up on things to easily?
Fran] (exasperated) Lea…
Lea] Don’t give up on your happiness, Cesca. Keep trying until you find it.
This scene ends. We transition to Laurie, getting ready to do another press conference. These have become tedious, the questions even worse. (show his displeasure)
Mediator] We ask you to refrain from questions that aren’t productive.
Journalists talking over one another.
1] Please, one at a time. One at a time.
Journal 1] Who is this mystery girl?
Mediator] Nope! Please refrain from these questions! You next.
Journal 2] Is it your decision to take a step back from public affairs after the rumors begun circulating?
Luc] It was not.
Journalists break out in speech
Mediator] You there!
Journal 3] Two weeks ago, there were some photographs of you and a young woman. What happened there?
Luc] She’s just a friend… A good one.
Mediator] You in the [color] shirt.
{show the outraised hand of the individual without showing their face}
Fran] Your Highness, Is there a chance where you two might be more than friends?
Luc](suprised) I had hoped their might be��� But I don’t think so.
Fran] And what if–
Mediator] No, just one question–
Luc] Let her continue. You were saying.
Fran]… What if idiotic, stupid person realized too late. What if she begged you to reconsider.
Luc]…
Fran]…
Luc]… Yes… I’m pretty sure I would.
They meet again in a room in the palace, and poor their hearts out in a more private place.
screenshots of them talking. get the emotions. pictures are 1000 words themselves. (they share a look)
They meet in a room or hallway. They see each other. years of emotions and loss written over all over their faces. but also a love.
move toward each other like magnets, and collide in a wistful moment. Their love felt through the actions of the other.
The day is bright, the trees are swaying. We come up on a hill of sorts. [“She” by elvis costello playing in the imaginary cinematic background. ]
Francesca and Lucian lay on a bench. They bath in the sun, as birds tweet happily over the picturesque moment.
We see what lays in front of them, a small headstone lays in front of them. Flowers littering the small area. Their Julian laid to rest.
In the epilogue portion of the post, show a park or them walking hand in hand. Francesca leading him to the area where their child is buried. It’s a somber scene, but one filled with love.they rest there for a time, both of them seeking closure. They do one more thing, and then the camera pans to the sky, filled with clouds and a tree in the foreground.
fin.
at the end do a credit style thingy over the last few slides. to conclude the arc
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trentonsimblr · 2 years ago
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You sent this almost 3 months ago but I'm finally getting around to clearing out my inbox!
Top 5 OTPs! LET'S GO!
(these are in no particular order and the photo credits go to the associated simblr)
Nev and Ashala from @atreanroyals
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Florentia and Dorian from @theroyalthrones
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3. Ethan and Andrea from @whitmoreroyals
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4. Emmitt and Bria from @bridgeportbritt
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5. Matthew and Isabella from @sosa-royals
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Honorable mention to Sarah and Marcus from @the-lancasters because I hate that I love them.
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sychik-personal · 8 months ago
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as a new era comes, the Faraway Islands become known under the name of Florentia. not too original, you might say, but it is a fitting name, considering the name of the ruling dynasty; and there's hope that the empire will indeed flourish.
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the city area is pretty lackluster at the moment, but hopefully this will change as I play. the idea is to take the excess of money away from plebeians (>10k) and servants (>5k) and pour it right into the treasury, which will then be used to build some more lots. as plebeians and married servants are living in insulae, which are not owned by anyone for now, the rent will also count as going into the treasury. the emperor or patrician families can also add from their personal funds, if needed. maybe I'll add more taxes on the way. my gameplay during prehistoric times was chaotic and I didn't do everything I wanted to do properly - like building an actual working community, specializing in different occupations etc.
changes to the original rules were made. I loosely followed the assumption that 1 human year = 2 sim days (3 sim days are too long for my taste). seasons are 4 days each (= 2 human years), for simplicity, and it doesn't make much sense to have winter in such a warm climate, so I changed the seasons to spring-summer-summer-fall. back to the assumption; the resulting lifespan in sim days is 2 (baby) - 8 (toddler) - 12 (child) - 16 (teen) - 52 (adult). but no harsh winter and a long lifespan? not cool. I'll probably introduce death rolls later on.
this isn't the full extent of my changes. for example, it doesn't make sense that a slave would move out upon marriage, but I also can't keep them on their master's lot because that's way too many sims. however, if they are freed, then their children would be freeborn, according to real practices, and they would also be free to choose their occupation, which is in contradiction to the original challenge rules. in my hood, servants live in insulae instead of their own small lot and pay rent, so they must have some kind of income. I have decided on a compromise. the slaves/servants are freed upon marriage, but their children don't inherit their status, and they are not entirely free in their career choices. as an alternative to the criminal career, they can become performers or butchers, since these occupations weren't exactly respected in the Roman society. I swear, I'm not cruel
what else is there to mention? as many others, I decided to disregard the skintone rule; there will be enough kinds of discrimination as it is, and I don't feel particularly excited about recreating this part of reality in my game. as a way to make my sim women's lives easier, I have also decided to disregard the practices that concern Vestal virgins, or rather, I made the age requirement much looser. as long as a girl isn't out of her teenage years, she can be accepted as a Vestal virgin, so this is where most of my lesbian sims will end up, lol. randomly killing slaves in the Colosseum is another rule I'm not fond of, but I have yet to think of an alternative. maybe different random events for different social classes?
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funkyllama · 2 years ago
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The Funeral Of Queen Viviana.
The body of Her Illustrious Majesty, Queen Viviana of the Ionian Union, was laid to rest at the ancestral gardens of Wittmund Palace for a period of three days before her funeral. Around the body were bundles of thistle and plates of marigold, the offerings symbolize the Queen's fight, throughout her life and through her death, to preserve and protect the Union her family has founded. The Dowager Queen Hana, the 102 year old stepmother of Her Late Majesty, read, "On the Death of Anne Brontë," by Charlotte Brontë. The crowd to bid farewell to our Queen was, notably, small. Emperor Napoléon V of the French attended the funeral on his own, sitting in front of Crown Prince Louis and Princess Marie Aisha of Pierreland. Her Majesty's younger three siblings, Grand Duke Stephen, Countess Rose Mary, and Crown Princess Lorraine of Uspana, with their children, attended the funeral. Crown Princess Florentia and her husband, Crown Prince Dorian of Orillia made their first visit to the continent for the unfortunate occasion.
Last / Beginning / Next @empiredesimparte @theroyalthrones @officalroyalsofpierreland @nexility-sims thank you for attendting <3 Cue, Freebird. Her actual funeral song is My Back Pages.
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warwickroyals · 2 years ago
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Hmmm, this is a good question (and a hard one if I'm being honest) I think at the moment, some of my favourites would be:
Louis x Eloise from @funkyllama x @officalroyalsofpierreland
Charlotte x Napoléon V (aka Louis) from @empiredesimparte
Nick x Eliza from @thegrimalldis (old throwback, but still)
Archer x Eleanor from @trentonsimblr because D-R-A-M-A
Florentia x Dorian from @theroyalthrones
BONUS - Every single Warwick x Therapy <3
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theroyalthrones · 6 months ago
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BEHIND THE SCENES | Alland, Romagna, Orillia
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The night unfurls like a well-worn tale as family cars glide into the courtyard, each arrival a thread in the intricate tapestry of their lives. Laughter dances through the air, warm and inviting, yet Lucian stands at the periphery, ensnared by a web of his own making. The faces of his siblings blur into a vivid tableau of love and familiarity, but within him simmers a storm—questions unasked, regrets unshared. He watches the unfolding scenes with a heavy heart, a silent witness to a joy that feels just out of reach.
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It’s a friday night, and Fiona and Liams clan is going to dinner together.
The night is crisp as cars start to pile in the courtyard. The family is back for their monthly get together. A tradition that started when all of Fiona and Liam’s kids started to build lives of their own. A traditions that keeps the connected. Especially since the older girls rarely attend the coffee dates Lucian and Lorraine so regularly frequent.
They are all familiar with the space of course. Having grown up in the palace for most of their childhoods. They arrive individually of course. Fiorella is the first, with her growing family of 4, soon to be 5 with the new edition prominently displayed in her person. She walks with her father, Her husband and sons trailing behind them.
Next to arrive is Flo’s family. She is also a very pregnant individual, and carrying her son. Dorian is with them as the walk through the doors into the dining room. Some of them are already sitting at the table. Florentia gives her toddler to the nanny to keep him occupied during their meal. She walks up to her father, and kisses him on the cheek while he continues chatting with Aleksi. Dorian goes to give Fiorella a greeting, standing behind her chair as she looks up at him in pleasant greetings.
We then see Lucian arrive, not long after Lorraine walks up behind him. She grabs him and holds him back from entering the room for a moment. It might be a bit awkward because the footman is standing there as well, but so is regular royal life. She whisper shouts at him.
Lor (from afar)] Luc?!
Lor(pulling him)] Come with me.
Lor] What’s going on?
Luc] {exasperated} Lorra
Lor] You haven’t picked up my calls! And I read the articles…
Luc] You know better than th—
Lor] I told you not to pursue this!
Luc] Maybe it’s none of your business.
Luc] [Angry] I can’t listen to this right now.
Lor]scoffs Lu-
He walks away into the dining room, Fiorella dogs on Him as he walks in.
Fio] You both are late.
Luc] It’s her fault.
Fio] laughing Clearly they’re lying.
He goes to sit next to Florentia and Dorian. The conversation continues now that he’s there. Florentia whispers to him and dorian looks over at him as well.
Flo] I’m so mad, we only ever hear from you in the news!
D] It’s not really news, is it? More so Tabloids.
Flo] That’s worse! Shocking, isn’t it? What’s true, what isn’t?
Lor] He’s involved with some girl.
Luc]annoyed Lorra-!
Dor] We know that. Even if she’s not actually— uh, what would you say?
Flo] — Committed, people love the jump to conclusions. You’re not gonna tell us?
Luc] Flo exasperated.
Fio] Won’t you give us what we want?
This is the time when Fiona walks into the dining room. everyone has been waiting for her. The stand up at attention, and when she gets to her seat and sits, they all follow suit.
Fiona] Honestly, both of you. You’d think you were paid to argue.
Liam] They’re young, Cara, can’t help it, can they?
Lor] I know, dad! whiny
Fio] You’re twenty-four Lorraine. snarky
The different conversations continue one. And dinner has also been served. Lucian watches sort of detached as conversations whiz around him. Fiona and Fiorella are talking about possibly sending Finnick to a boarding school in another province. Lorraine and Dorian speaking about Cars. Lucian observes it all.
Flo] Why not Gordonstoun?
Fior] Finnick wouldn’t like it in Drossel. So far away… Too cold, It’s a bit far for a boarding school.
Fion] [serious] is that not the point?
Lor] I finally got that spyder we talked about.
Dor] The Porsche?
Lor] What else? she’s a beauty.
Dor] Just how much are you making in that company of yours? Can’t have business at the table, but If I can convince you to sell me a share or too…
Lor] You’re interested?
A few hours later, everyone is leaving. They are full, and want to head back to their homes. They vow to make it to the next monthly dinner. They all will. As Florentia starts to break away from the group, Lucian calls out to her. She tells him that Dorian went to pick Leo up from the nanny
Luc] Hey Florentia!
She stops and turns to him.
Flo] I’m waiting for Dorian. He’s picking Leo up as we speak.
Luc] He’s cute.
Flo] laughing you’re talking about Leo, right? Because if not, we’d have a serious problem.
Luc] laughing as well…
Luc] Are you happy?
Florentia contemplates this for a moment. She is in her second trimester at this point, and what else could she say.
Flo] It gets tough. Work, family, marriage… it all takes its toll. And the compromises! Sometimes it feels like too much. But even so, they’re what bring me the most joy.
When she says they make me happiest. Show Dorian and Leo in the distance of a hallway, waving at their person. Lucian and Florentia look at them from afar. Standing still now instead of walking.
L]Francesca and I… we’re done.
F] Oh, Luc… I’m so sorry.
Luc] "I feel helpless… I don’t know what to do anymore."
Florentia listens intently as Lucian begins to share the story of what Francesca told him, his words tinged with regret and pain.
Luc] "She told me everything, Flo… and I didn’t even see it. I didn’t know… I wish I could’ve. I could’ve done something… anything."
F] Lucian. [softly, disappointedly]
She speaks to him tenderly.
F] I don’t know this… Francesca, but I do know you.
She touches her stomach
F] It’s unimaginable—the pain, the torment. They say a child is a blessing, and that one was yours.
She touches his cheek.
F] If you truly love her, go to her. Set aside your pain, the loss, the betrayal—everything. Think about what she’s endured…
F] "A woman so alone, scared, in a world that feels too big."
F] "Her walls are high, but be the one she might lower them for, or at least the one she could open a door for. Be the one she’s been waiting for."
He pulls her into a hug crying, he kisses her on the cheek. She hits his arm slightly annoyed, but also smug.
L] crying Love you, Flo.
F] Go, don’t wait longer!
Dorian and Leo walk up to meet them in that hall. Dorian gives Leo over to Florentia , florentia with her arms open and kisses grabs at him, and he cooes at her. Lucian stares at them for a moment.
At the end of the post, he goes to Francesca’s apartment. Fully ready to have a strong reconsiliations. but when he knocks on the door, no one answers. He goes to look through a window, and he gasps. We then see that the apartment has been cleared out. They’ve moved out.
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theroyalthrones · 2 years ago
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Past Cremonesi Family Christmas Cards (3/3)
The Mid-60s marked the dawn of the Fionan Era. After her father's death, The Former Queen rose to power amid her Pregnancy with her first child, Florentia. From this time to Mid 70s, her family life grew, and the rest of her children came along. The Annual card of the year, 2074, depicts just that. A laid-back image of a fresh, young family. A sign that the monarchy was stable and flourishing in a new age, despite discourse with the Vatican, underscored the adaptability of tradition to contemporary values even amidst disagreements with a seemingly archaic authoritarian influence. After the disastrous events of the Crownsgate Scandal that unfolded in the year, 2117, the once idyllic image of Queen Fiona's laid-back family on the annual card became a poignant reminder of the fragility of stability. A reputation easily tarnished, A character irreversibly changed. Tragically deemed, "Fiona the Forgettable."
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theroyalthrones · 2 years ago
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Happy Halloween from your favorite Cremonesi's
♪ Florentia had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Florentia had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow. ♪
(she's supposed to be Bo Peep)
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theroyalthrones · 1 year ago
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The Princess and Prince of Leiden
Florentia Annika Maud Louise De' Cremonesi, Princess of Leiden, Duchess of Miravalle, Duchess of Cabot, Duchess of Touraine, Countess of Bougainvillea, Baroness of Moressley, Lady of the Invicta. Dorian Jean Henri d'Alaire - De'Cremonesi, Prince of Leiden, Duke of Miravalle, Duke of Cabot, Duke of Touraine, Count of Bougainvillea, Baron of Moressley, Lord of Invicta.
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theroyalthrones · 1 year ago
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Behind the Scenes | Leander Manor | Bouganvillea, Leiden
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AURELIO DE'CREMONESI *Crying and Screaming* FLORENTIA CRIMSON It's okay, Leo. Shh.. It's alright. 2 FLORENTIA CRIMSON (whispering*) Dorian! Get the THING! DORIAN ALAIRE What thing? FLORENTIA CRIMSON *Sighs* The thing! 3 DORIAN ALAIRE Repeating "Thing" doesn't hel- Oh his toy. AURELIO DE'CREMONESI Still Crying* DORIAN ALAIRE Here Leo. (gives toy) FLORENTIA CRIMSON I told you s- DORIAN ALAIRE I don't want to here it. They put Leo in is bed, and are walking out the room. The lights are then turned off. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Sweet dreams, *sole*. In their room now. Dorian getting undressed, sitting on the ottoman, possibly taking off his boots. Flo walking into the room, taking off her earrings. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI (*sighs) I love him so much. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI He's growing so fast. I feel like I'm missing all of it. DORIAN ALAIRE He loves you, Flo. He talks about you so much. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI But that means he's missing me right? I'm supposed to be here. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI He'll forget about me, won't he? DORIAN ALAIRE Of course not, Flo. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI He's a toddler, Dorian. They're got short memory spans. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI I wish I didn't leave him so much. And for so long. She steps into his open legs. Looking down at him. Hands on his shoulders. DORIAN ALAIRE ... It's what we have to do, Love. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI (*Sighs*) I hate it... sometimes. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI You still haven't told me what's up with you and Laurie? DORIAN ALAIRE ... I don't want to talk about it. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI We're married, Dorian, And I'm your best friend. You can talk to me. DORIAN ALAIRE (*sigh*) He hates me. I can't say I don't deserve it. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI It's my fault, honestly. (*Laughs*) We're not a dramatic love story, are we? If only I didn't love you as much as I do. DORIAN ALAIRE Never say that. He'll get over it... Ask me about the game. She sits next to him on the ottoman. Her leaning forward looking at him, him doing the same. They're bending into eachother FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI How was the game? I missed it, *sighs* again. DORIAN ALAIRE Luckily Polo isn't all that unpredictable. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Liar, what'd I miss? DORIAN ALAIRE It went well if you couldn't tell from all this dirt. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI (*laughs*) Please tell me you're gonna shower. DORIAN ALAIRE (smiles) I thought you liked me in this uniform. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI I never said I didn't. Dorian leans in to kiss her. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Stop. Shower! (*laughing*)
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theroyalthrones · 2 years ago
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Behind the Scenes | Oleandra Manor | Romola, Leiden
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KIMBLE Ma'am, we're running behind on the itinerary today.
FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Is there anything I can do about that? I thought we'd be done by now. Who's idea was this? TYRELL DE'CREMONESI (arms crossed) Mine, Tia. It's just a standard checkup, this patron needs the publicity. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Does a hospital really need publicity? 4p TYRELL DE'CREMONESI You know the power of the media more than anyone. You're the Queen of it. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI I'm no Queen yet.. 5p DOCTOR I'm sorry for the wait, your Highnesses. I understand you both have very busy schedules. TYRELL DE'CREMONESI We appreciate you're understanding, Doctor --. DOCTOR So, Your Highness. Do you want privacy for you're results? FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI No, it's fine. My aunt and I have prior engagements, so if you can tell me quickly. DOCTOR Oh! Alright, Ma'am, After getting back you're initial test results. There was something that struck out at us, are you aware of it or not? 6p FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI What do you mean? Aware of what? DOCTOR …Ma'am, you're Pregnant. TYRELL DE'CREMONESI Gasps FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Pregnant? DOCTOR We'll need to run some more tests, and preform an ultrasound. But Congratulations, You're highness. 8p FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Mrs. Kimble, I need my schedule to be cleared immediately. Take me to Cordelia Ave. KIMBLE Your Highness! You can not simply cancel all of your engagements, especially on such short notice. KIMBLE Their Highness have already make their way up to Leiden for the weekend. Is everything all right? FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Sigh Right, we're going to the manor this weekend. KIMBLE Yes, Your Highness. Now if everythings alright, we should be making our way over to… (fade out) 10p ARTICLThe Princess of Leiden Visits the reopened National Portrait Gallery. THERE'S A CLOSE UP WHERE SHE HOLDS ONTO HER STOMACHE. A PROTECTIVE, MOTHERLY POSE. 11p She meets with the team behind womens safe space.
ARTICLE Princess Florentia a Vision in (outfit description)The Princess of Leiden Meets the team behind Womens Safe Space. Whispers to kimble FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI I really need to go to them, kimble. KIMBLE One more, your highness. One more.
ARTICLE The Princess of Leiden visits Cremonesi Family Hub. (to learn about the important work they do to support families across Orillia) KIMBLE You're schedule is clear, Ma'am. Enjoy yourself up in norbury. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Thanks, Kimble. I couldn't do it without you. Enjoy your weekend. KIMBLE Thank you your highness. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Dorian! Leo! AURELIO DE'CREMONESI Giggling in another room
DORIAN ALAIRE Whoa! Flo, How was work? Did you just arrive? FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI … DORIAN ALAIRE Don't cry. Come sit, talk to me, love. She gives him a paper. He looks at it, hand over his mouth. DORIAN ALAIRE (awe) Flo. FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Suprise He pulls her into a kiss,He's laughing and crying. DORIAN ALAIRE Thank you, florentia.
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theroyalthrones · 2 years ago
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Florentia, Princess of Leiden | In her bedroom at Oleandra House
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Behind the Scenes | Oleandra Estate |Norbury, Orillia
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FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Are you staring at me? DORIAN ALAIRE (startled) No- DORIAN ALAIRE Have I ever told you what a beautiful smile you have? FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Laughs Is that a Red Riding hood reference. DORIAN ALAIRE No- FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI What beautiful lips to kiss me with Laughs DORIAN ALAIRE Laughing Kisses him Shots of Leo running with Ruby. Bounding toward them AURELIO DE'CREMONESI Mama!! (ruby barks) FLORENTIA DE'CREMONESI Leo! Give mama a big kiss. Mwha The four of them playing together in the field, while the sun sets. BUTLER Your Royal Highnesses, Dinner is prepared. EVERYONE Laughing still
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theroyalthrones · 1 year ago
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Gameplay Again!!
I finally tried the PandaSama ChildBirth Mod! Most if not all are clips from the interactions that come from it.
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The Leiden Family in some universe, at some point in time. But maybe not ours...
@wa-royal-tea Your poses are beautiful as always, I swear!
Sims: Crown Princess Florentia De'Cremonesi, Prince Dorian De'Cremonesi, Prince Aurelio of Leiden, Princess ██████████ of Leiden
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The Public | Crown Princess Florentia's Wikipedia Page
"After a lifetime of friendship and three years of dating, They announced their engagement."
Thank you @wa-royal-tea for letting me borrow your gorgeous PSD!!
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