Today, the 21st of July, Nikita Valdemaras
was coronated as King Joseph I, King of Carpathia,
King of the Hungarians, Romanians, and Duke of Austria.
King Joseph also ordered that changes be made to the
name Valdemaras. It has been changed to Vasmuytin to
emphasis his Carpathian Heritage. King Joseph has plans
to tour all European monarchies, similarly what his mother
did after she was coronated Queen of Old Carpathia.
Russia offers her condolences, and invites the king to Russia to meet with Tsar Dmitri. Russia also will send a collection of fine gold, silver, and jeweled objects to the new king as a sign of respect and celebration at his ascension to the throne
Russian journalists are aghast at the brutality, and many write back home, describing the Honduran regime as barbaric and needlessly cruel.
Marie and James flee from the pavilion, multiple loyal lords, ladies, gentry, and guards in tow. The Queen had never dreamed of her plans backfireing so, and prayed silently that she would awaken soon . . . and that all of this would be a dream. Sadly though, her pleadings to the divine would never come to fruition. "James!" She cried loudly. "The Channel Islands! I'm sure that my brother can protect us there."
The Masquarade Ball
The night of the gala had finally arrived, and Tatiana was was still pacing the floors, trying to make sure everything was perfect. Guests would be arriving soon, and though Charles and her ladies kept reassuring her that the manor was perfect, she couldn't help but keep straightening bows and flowers for what seemed like an eternity. All the gardens were decked with beautiful crystal oil lamps, shimmering with a thousand rainbows all around. The columns of the main building were wrapped with pink, blue, and green silk ribbons . . . the chandeliers had just been polished. Though small compared to the royal palaces of The Greater Nordics, the Tsarevna had single handedly turned her home into Versailles in miniature, with gold and satin adorning each room, and all the lamps and candelabras lighted. "Your Highness?" A maid said quietly, inturupting the Tsarevna's anxieties, "The guests are beginning to arrive." Nodding, Tatiana sent the woman away, before rushing to her bedchambers to finish her makeup - painting her lips the colour of blood, and her cheeks a bright rosey blush. She was quiet pale already, but with some powdering, her skin was near the complexion of snow. Her pouf towered almost a meter high, and was filled with strands of pearls, chains of gold, and many ribbons . . . she was the spitting image of Marie Antoinette. "Alright. It's time."
The Isles of Great Britain and Ireland
Serbia and Montengro
The Greater Nordics
(Here's what she looks like: https://fineartamerica.com/featured/portrait-of-marie-antoinette-half-length-in-coronation-robes-carle-vanloo.html
And here's her mask: https://emardigrasbeads.com/white-venetian-masquerade-mask-w-light-beige-flowers-and-long-ribbon-lace-mask278.aspx)
The massacre is the talk of the Imperial Court, and multiple aristocrats are discussing how best to help the victims of Hondura. Some are asking the Tsar to put pressure on the regime to show mercy, while others are demanding Russia punish Hondura for the slaughter. Others, however, have begun forming coalitions to help send humanitarian aid to the Honduran people . . . some going so far as to begin expanding their estates to allow refugees to reside on their lands.
Isabella arrives with Prince Alexander dressed in the most expensive of Tatiana's outfits. She is wearing a mask made almost entirely of gold and she is wearing expensive ear rings and a pearl necklace. She is dressed specifically in a non modest fashion as she wants to distance herself from her sisters.
The Tsar is granting the Goeth family the Massandra Palace, and a yearly allowance of 125.000 Imperial Rubles for the maintenance and upkeep of the estates. While the family is put in charge of the estates and mansion, the Tsar politely reminds the family that the gifting can be rescended if necessary, though this event is greatly doubted.
Soon, the small orchestra starts up, playing an upbeat waltz by Mozart . . . followed by Tatiana and Charles entering the foyer arm in arm. "My friends!" The Tsarevna said brightly, "I must humbly express my deepest gratitude at your presence here today. Please! - Enjoy yourselves - eat, drink, and be merry!" And with that the doors to the ballrooms were opened, and the music continued happily. As the guests filed into the halls, the hosting couple began making their way around to greet all their guests.
Isabella would slightly be annoyed by the fact that Goeth is there but she would still approach him and attempt a conversation and share a couple drinks. She approaches him and removes her mask for a second before sitting down across from him. "Matthew Goeth, what a pleasure it is to see you here. What are you drinking? I will have some too." Hondura
"Whiskey it it!" She drinks the entire glass before continuing. "It must really anger you about that terrible revolution in your country, I am also the victim of a revolution. I am wanted by my own nation!" She flags down the waiter for another drink. "Over 40,000 people killed in such a terrible way, all in the name of "democracy" that is just terrible." She downs her second glass all at once.