Shemek hiTankolel
Tsolyani Refugee
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(OOC: Major Hunter quietly says to the Prince)
"Well this quite interesting I am sure, but what's the problem?
Your Grace, is the lady you wooed a lady of substance?
If so is there no provision in the Accord for, shall we say, unforeseen circumstances?
If she is a lady of quality why not take here for your bride, for the sake of honour?
Once the child is born, and determined to be sound, quietly divorce her, with the proviso that her offspring is not a viable candidate in the event of succession. Give her a pension and remove her as far away from your court as possible.
Once all legal formalities are satisfied then marry this Volcano Queen. Explain to her the situation, and let her know that it was a divergence and will not happen again. You Grace, as much as it pains me to say it, beg for forgiveness.
If she is a commoner, well as they say "there is many a slip betwixt the cup and the lip. See her taken care of with a pension, or better yet wed her off to one of your nobles, preferably an unimportant and dim one. How is he to know whose child it is, or better yet find one that doesn't care, perhaps some old miscreant or senile dotard. Elevate him with an empty title and position, and post him as far away as you can from the court. Besides, do we know for certain that the child is in fact yours? Let us run some tests, or wait until it is born.
In the meantime as soon as we land wed your betrothed immediately and send forth a torrent of platitudes upon meeting with her. Tell her it is your greatest desire to atone for your slip in judgement. Have honey drip from your lips, as they say.
Or, we can lie and decieve her, deny everything, claim temporary madness, a sickness, magic, whatever you like. Tell this queen you are being slandered by the young hussy and you have no knowledge of what she speaks about.
Or, we fight and make our escape as soon as the cage is open. Our chance will only be one. A sudden and violent onslaught should help us win the day. Once we have taken over the ship we high tail it back to your lands and prepare for war.
What else is there to do? As some say back home, discretion is the better part of valour, some times.
Although unasked for, this is my council your Grace."
"Well this quite interesting I am sure, but what's the problem?
Your Grace, is the lady you wooed a lady of substance?
If so is there no provision in the Accord for, shall we say, unforeseen circumstances?
If she is a lady of quality why not take here for your bride, for the sake of honour?
Once the child is born, and determined to be sound, quietly divorce her, with the proviso that her offspring is not a viable candidate in the event of succession. Give her a pension and remove her as far away from your court as possible.
Once all legal formalities are satisfied then marry this Volcano Queen. Explain to her the situation, and let her know that it was a divergence and will not happen again. You Grace, as much as it pains me to say it, beg for forgiveness.
If she is a commoner, well as they say "there is many a slip betwixt the cup and the lip. See her taken care of with a pension, or better yet wed her off to one of your nobles, preferably an unimportant and dim one. How is he to know whose child it is, or better yet find one that doesn't care, perhaps some old miscreant or senile dotard. Elevate him with an empty title and position, and post him as far away as you can from the court. Besides, do we know for certain that the child is in fact yours? Let us run some tests, or wait until it is born.
In the meantime as soon as we land wed your betrothed immediately and send forth a torrent of platitudes upon meeting with her. Tell her it is your greatest desire to atone for your slip in judgement. Have honey drip from your lips, as they say.
Or, we can lie and decieve her, deny everything, claim temporary madness, a sickness, magic, whatever you like. Tell this queen you are being slandered by the young hussy and you have no knowledge of what she speaks about.
Or, we fight and make our escape as soon as the cage is open. Our chance will only be one. A sudden and violent onslaught should help us win the day. Once we have taken over the ship we high tail it back to your lands and prepare for war.
What else is there to do? As some say back home, discretion is the better part of valour, some times.
Although unasked for, this is my council your Grace."