39th Day of Saun
717th Arc
717th Arc
The penultimate day of Saun was a sombre day for Rynmere - a complete dichotomy to the first day, where celebrations had been rife with the union of two noble houses. Despite general happiness, there had been enough whispered about the worries surrounding the marriage: Andaris was powerful enough… to join with Krome, the first-born child would surely one day be the most powerful in the kingdom. Many had realised this, and nobles and commoners alike shared anxious glances.
Rumours spread further when the heir to the Duchy of Venora accused his father of the most heinous of crimes. While two families grew in influence and power, another seemed to be crumbling from the inside. All eyes were on the Venoran House. As it was, the rising of a junior member of the line, Tristan Venora, to his own seat of power had caused enough rumour. Not enough time had passed to see if the move by Cassander had made the family stronger, or whether a rift would be created. And what of the daughter - that was suspicious enough, commoners thought.
Now that the Duke was to sit trial for his crimes, even the most slow-witted of commoners knew how much this arc could shake the very foundations the Kingdom stood upon.
The trial, set for the 39th Day of Saun, was a closed one. The Venoran descendants, of course, had been invited, and some would even take the stand. Further to this, any person of noble blood ranked as a Baron, Baroness or above, had also been invited. It was custom, of course, for the King to be present, and so he would be. Regally dressed and with sombre expression, he would, by happenstance, arrive at the courtrooms at the same time as his newest Duke. They would share a few words: the King would update Tristan the training of Harley, and the Duke would formally introduce the King to his daughter, who now looked to be about an arc old. It was a short conversation, but the King clearly missed his friend, and he held the highest ranking member of the Venoran family (other than the accused) back to enter with him because of it.
The unrelated nobles would have been welcomed and escorted to seats. They would have a number of bits before the session began and quiet whispers were heard around the room. Unlike the common folk, not a single conversation seemed to be related to the reason they were all together. They talked about flowers, the weather, charity events. It was typical of landed gentry, really; it would not do to be seen gossiping.
The Venoran family, save the accused and his two remaining children, were offered seats together, though some chose to sit with other nobles. Alistair and Andráska Venora entered mere moments before the King and his companion. Conversation died and people looked up as they noticed their arrival. The two sat, side-by-side and united, at the front before the judge. There would be no jury; the audience would act as such, in their own way. Finally, the accused entered, dressed as finely as the King. And last, Judge Pavoo, who would be presiding over the case.
Rumours spread further when the heir to the Duchy of Venora accused his father of the most heinous of crimes. While two families grew in influence and power, another seemed to be crumbling from the inside. All eyes were on the Venoran House. As it was, the rising of a junior member of the line, Tristan Venora, to his own seat of power had caused enough rumour. Not enough time had passed to see if the move by Cassander had made the family stronger, or whether a rift would be created. And what of the daughter - that was suspicious enough, commoners thought.
Now that the Duke was to sit trial for his crimes, even the most slow-witted of commoners knew how much this arc could shake the very foundations the Kingdom stood upon.
The trial, set for the 39th Day of Saun, was a closed one. The Venoran descendants, of course, had been invited, and some would even take the stand. Further to this, any person of noble blood ranked as a Baron, Baroness or above, had also been invited. It was custom, of course, for the King to be present, and so he would be. Regally dressed and with sombre expression, he would, by happenstance, arrive at the courtrooms at the same time as his newest Duke. They would share a few words: the King would update Tristan the training of Harley, and the Duke would formally introduce the King to his daughter, who now looked to be about an arc old. It was a short conversation, but the King clearly missed his friend, and he held the highest ranking member of the Venoran family (other than the accused) back to enter with him because of it.
The unrelated nobles would have been welcomed and escorted to seats. They would have a number of bits before the session began and quiet whispers were heard around the room. Unlike the common folk, not a single conversation seemed to be related to the reason they were all together. They talked about flowers, the weather, charity events. It was typical of landed gentry, really; it would not do to be seen gossiping.
The Venoran family, save the accused and his two remaining children, were offered seats together, though some chose to sit with other nobles. Alistair and Andráska Venora entered mere moments before the King and his companion. Conversation died and people looked up as they noticed their arrival. The two sat, side-by-side and united, at the front before the judge. There would be no jury; the audience would act as such, in their own way. Finally, the accused entered, dressed as finely as the King. And last, Judge Pavoo, who would be presiding over the case.