It's not really labour unless its hard and painful. No one understand this more than the men of Welf.
By standards, he's pretty hot. Even my chaste daughter could not resist.
The House of Welf once ruled from the coast of the North and Baltic Seas to the Alps, and from Westphalia to Pomerania.
By 1337, the rival House of Hohenstaufen succeeded in isolating and eventually depriving the blood rights of the Welf.
Through bitter struggle, all that remained was the Duchy of Brunswich.
Through bitter struggle, all that remained was the Duchy of Brunswich.
We nobles were, by the grace of God, invested with the realm's administration. And over the millennia, the rights were received hereditarily.
As Count of Luneburg, I am bounded by traditional custom fealty to my distant cousin the Duke of Brunswich, who's in turn bounded by feudal contract homage to the Holy Roman Emperor, Ludwig von Wittelsbach.
As Count of Luneburg, I am bounded by traditional custom fealty to my distant cousin the Duke of Brunswich, who's in turn bounded by feudal contract homage to the Holy Roman Emperor, Ludwig von Wittelsbach.
Marriage therefore, were of foremost importance; wooing is a public affair, done in public and only with the patriarch's approval.
Their products are then categorically divided; clearly and discretely, either advantages or disadvantages, just like boys and like girls.
Looks, health and fertility are the only traits that pass on genetically.
Their products are then categorically divided; clearly and discretely, either advantages or disadvantages, just like boys and like girls.
Looks, health and fertility are the only traits that pass on genetically.
By standards, he's pretty hot. Even my chaste daughter could not resist.
29 February, 1337
"NO pa pa! Don't listen to him!" weeping loudly, "He has long desired to succeed you, and knows well my marriage would jeopardise his dream. Don't father, please, dont listen to him... oh how wicked he is! Having damned me for a decade in the monkery and nunnery, he now argues the continuance of my eternal solitude and suffering in this hell." *tears streaming, eyes glowing ~ ah! It aches remembering his daughter this way. Even in his favourite garden, the cool of night could not lift the weight in his heart. The morning's event shattered him terribly.
"I see you have agreed to Elisabeth's fancy, brother."
"Against your better advice... am weak with her. Wilhelm, forgive me-"
"No need Otto, we brothers know each other's hearts. As for Liz, I dont understand. There's no advantage in that marriage"
"I don't either Wil, and was unexpecting of my daughter's behaviour. But seeing her on the edge of eloping, what could I do?"
"In our age, we were never so impulsive... I don't know... perhaps we have lost our touch with time."
"Passion burns to the test of times. We aren't so young anymore, and have seen a lot. The bonds we share as brothers I believe are the purest of love."
"Yes, it lives outside the touch of time"
Indeed, Otto's greatest joy came from that shared feeling between his brothers, "Wilhelm, I've been meaning to apologise for my daughter's insults. She has tainted your honour and I am grieved with guilt. More so because I saw... truths behind her sentiments. Should we part from our semisalic traditions?"
"Nay brother, our grandfather was explicit in this. It is doctrine. And among us brothers, we have no sons, plus I love Liz just as much as you do brother; but speaking of insults, have you heard of our cousin - our Duke of Brunswich's latest slight against our grandfather?"
"Again!?"
"This time it's more grave. He's circulating allegations that our grandfather was illegitimate. Hence he removed us from THEIR family inheritance and are now preparing claims against OUR inheritance. Baldness doesn't run in the family he says."
"That hypocrite of a fickhead just wastes his time. After ten years he is still 5th in line to the imperial throne. And I doubt taking our 1.2 base gold estate, which is obligated to him anyway, would advance his cause. Moreover, he is still without wife."
"A virgin still."
"Indeed"
"We could gossip that wives don't run in our family."
"Determined as I am to keep Luneburg from that fickhead, I still holds dear in my heart, dreams of restored glory to our House. So no matter what they do, tainting the family name just won't do."
It was a clear night, serene and surreal. The brothers, in the spirit of camaraderie, recollected their pasts, reaffirming to each other their gratitude and pride, their meaning of being Welf.
The greatest member de the House de Welf, was my great five times great grand pa-pa. He himself brought Welf to the its greatest height.
In 1180, he was unfairly and unlawfully branded traitor in-absentia. For this exact injustice it is against the Welf family to talk about other people behind their backs. This is at least true to the Johann-Welf line.
Ho! The man who started it all! The grand patriarch of our family line!
During his life time, our hated rival the House of Hohenstaufen died out. He is credited for 'overlooking' that.
This is the founder of the fickhead's line. Look at his puny martial stats, Johann is so so better than him.
His lifetime left a dark chapter in the House. He assassinated his father before he could change inheritance laws to consanguinity. Consanguintity means blood. CK somehow extended this to mean 'power'. As martial stats would determine power, Johann should have rightfully inherited. The turmoil of the period was saved only by Johann's thirst of justice, fairness and his great magnanimity.
And as you can see, all of the fickhead's heir have thick-head hair.
46 years and still a virgin. Chastity he claims, then so is my daughter. He needs someone like Moritz.
And so the leet year ends.
Troubles is imminent as the family begins reconcile over their respective rights and interests. Stay tuned as after this juncture comes a tempestuous time.
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