Milpitas Communit Center,
From The Page (November, 2000):
Join their Highnesses for the Investing of Their Heirs in Milpitas, CA on November 18, 2000. Fun, Feast and Frolicking abound as we celebrate the New Royalty and remember the old.
Autocrat: Elina [of Beckenham] (contact info omitted)
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The Bards were very active, and the following pieces were performed (click on the links to see them, to come back here just click on the "Back" button of your browser):
Margrethe Astrid Ravn (by Siobhan ni hEodhusa)
Brion Bellatrix (by Branwen Cryccthegn Deorcwuda)
Viscount Thorfinn (by Branwen Cryccthegn Deorcwuda)
Three Hearts (by Branwen Cryccthegn Deorcwuda)
Brion of Bellatrix
Sable, three crescents argent and
on a chief Or, three compass stars
Per chevron inverted sable and argent,
semy of compass stars elongated to
base purpure, in chief a falcon argent.
"There was the usual court business being handled when a Cynaguan emissary asked leave to approach the thrones. I thought the Cynaguan Prince looked a bit startled, but all seemed well as the "emissary" spoke of how Prince Thorfinn was remembered by the people of Cynagua, where he had lived for some time. The Cynaguan rebel planned carefully as his remarks led to an embrace, at which time a knife flashed and our Prince fell stricken to the ground. King Uther, who was in attendance, roared for the guard, who instantly laid hold of the traitor and dragged him off. The Cynaguan Prince, Zaid, prostrated himself before Uther and disavowed all knowledge of the treachery. Uther, knowing well the hearts and minds of his knights, took full heed of his words, and indeed, spoke most sternly to the assembled populace that the Prince and Princess of Cynagua were not to be held accountable for this shameful act. King Uther then demanded that the traitor be given to him for the King's justice, to which Prince Zaid gladly assented (I thought I overheard something about the "hounds feeding well tonight" but don't quote me....).
"Princess Cyneswith, noted both for her beauty and her wisdom, stepped forward at this time and claimed that she had no heart to rule alone. She asked that the fastest riders be sent to summon the Lord and Lady of the Mists. This was done, as court was adjourned.
"Fortunately for all, the Lord and Lady of the Mists travels had, in fact, brought them nearby. Herzog Paul of Bellatrix brought greetings in German and announced the approach. A trumpet sounded, a drumbeat was heard ... and a German war unit appeared in escort of Sir Brion. The assembled knights and populace all right gladly acknowledged Brion as the winner of the recent Lists, at which time Cyneswith asked that his inspiration be brought forward. Brion claimed Duchess Shaheena as his consort and inspiration, at which time she came forth, preceded by her ladies. Again the populace was asked if they knew the truth of this, and again the people avowed that Shaheena was, indeed, his inspiration.
"Brion and Shaheena approached the thrones. Thorfinn, our stricken Prince, had lain quietly on a pallet until this time. Supported by his King, Thorfinn was raised to his feet. Summoning his last reserves of strength, Thorfinn crowned Brion as Prince of the Mists, and, in accordance with tradition and custom, Brion crowned his consort, Shaheena. The gallant Thorfinn collapsed at this time and was laid gently to rest on his pallet, and covered with the banner of the Principality. His body was carried out, to be laid in State that all might pay their respects. Cyneswith, relieved of her responsibilities of rule, followed her stricken Prince with great dignity and pride. Prince Brion and Princess Shaheena then took full charge of the government of the Principality, calling for the nobles and officers to stand forth to give and receive oaths of fealty. Although a somber start, the people were justly comforted by having such a known and respected couple on the throne, and laughter and joy were soon recovered as court continued.
"A fond moment occurred when Princess Shaheena was asked to present one of the scrolls that had been recently finished -- a scroll for Baroness Patrice, also known as Shaheena's mother.
"A glorious tournament was held to choose the Princess' champion. It was known that all fighters would be watched carefully for their chivalry and honor on the field, as the Princess' champion would be a fighter she chose - not necessarily the victor in the lists. Duke Fabian was the ultimate victor in the lists as well as the chosen Champion, and a wonderful time was had by all. It is worthy to note that our fosterling, Lord Colin MacLear, was also brought forth in court as many had remarked on his ability and chivalry.
"Whilst the tournament moved through the rounds, more than 15 bards assembled in the Great Hall and entertained those that took shelter from the sun or preferred the gentler arts. Arts and Sciences contests were held with a significant surge in participants (I happen to know that our own Prince did enter anonymously as he wishes to be an example to the people).
"A magnificent feast was held, with several delicious removes and an abundance of food. During the feast a most civilized food fight occurred, with items being placed on silver salvers and delivered, with notes, to the recipients. Garb and dignity were thus preserved, and, of course, aim was perfected by the imagination. Some of the missives were quite humorous, though the herald "struck" on his codpiece by a shrimp did take mild offense ... or at least pretended to do so (a strapping lad, I misdoubt he will suffer in his socializing).
"Several of the toasts at the feast were quite moving, including the first of the evening by Prince Brion, who asked that we toast his mother who was not able to be in attendance. Murmurs of "to absent friends and family" were heard and all drank deeply. A pilgrim traveler in our midst, Lord Manus O'Kean of Caer Mear, Atlantia, also made a most moving toast about the West and its people. The evening then proceeded with many entertainments and dancing. One of the best received of these delights was "The Jabberwocky," a nonsense poem enacted by Duke Paul in high German. The populace was delighted, and several comments were made that the Prince did, indeed, spring from a noble and talented family.
"After much feasting and dancing the evening wound to its close. All present were replete with good food and companionship, and secure in the knowledge that all of our rulers are puissant, wise and just." -- Susan of Bellatrix
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