𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: 𝕽𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖚𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖘

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This is a historical (fiction? fantasy?) literate roleplay set in the Elizabethan era of Great Britain. Of course to get this to work there are some historical inaccuracies in this, but I will try to stay as genuine as possible to the Tudor story. The biggest inaccuracy will be seen within Queen Elizabeth the First herself. The "Virgin" Queen will be trying to find a suitor in this roleplay, allowing the Tudor line to continue.

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the golden queen is what they called me, i made the peoples happy after years of tyranny from my family. i made britain rich once more, people starved less, wars? didnt happen. all trace of my mother had been destroyed from the castle. to keep others happy for a while i left it that way, but it gnawed at me, father had a wife who he had real evidence against to prosecute, but she remained within these halls. i march towards his old chambers sword in hand seething, lords following behind be begging me to stop. "you killed my mother!" i screamed tears rolling down my face. i had my father's hair, but i was wholly my mother. i dug the sword into a painting of the fat bastard and dragged it down tearing the canvas. i panted, my pants slowly turning into sobs. once i composed myself i dropped the weapon eyeing my court. "she will be within in these halls once more." i raised my chin, flicking my orange hair over my shoulder walking away to my chambers. my word was final. once with my ladies i confided in them about the stresses of the lords trying to force me to marry some stuffy old men, when one suggested i gather eligible men and choose for myself. To select a suitor, i smirk looking into my mirror. "what a brilliant idea, a Selection." i cooed, it didnt mean i had to choose, but i began work immediately on the letters to send to other countries to ask their princes, lords or chieftains for their hand in my marriage. A marriage, and an experience, of a lifetime.