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˚₊໒🌙꒱THE ELDRALOR SOCIETY PAGES₊˚

A Glorious Return: The Summer Social Season

VOL. 109. NO. 135. Solaris, Empire of Eldralor, TUESDAY, JUNE 6

Price: Five Cents

Dear Esteemed Readers,

Ah, the season is upon us, and with it, a whirlwind of anticipation! Eldralor finds itself ablaze with excitement as The Summer Social Season unfurls like the finest silk gown, wrapping our beloved empire in a spectacle of grandeur. Prepare yourselves, dear patrons, for an array of lavish balls, decadent galas, and—dare I say—scandalous whispers that shall echo through the hallowed halls of our court.

Gather your most exquisite attire and polish your dancing shoes, for soon the court will come alive with the sounds of waltzes, laughter, and perhaps a few tantalizing murmurs that will leave no noble untouched.

At the heart of this enchanting season stands none other than our ever-regal Emperor, whose discerning gaze now rests upon his brood of eligible heirs. As the ballroom chandeliers glitter like captured starlight, the timing is impeccable—nearly all of his offspring are of marriageable age. It is the perfect moment for alliances to be forged… or shattered.

The Emperor’s children, adored and admired for their charm and vivacity, have become the subjects of much scrutiny among certain circles. Will they prove themselves worthy to carry the empire’s legacy when the time comes, or will their infamous indulgences overshadow their ability to lead?

Ah, but don’t be fooled. The imperial heirs have made their intentions clear: they are ready, capable, and more united than ever. Like a constellation of stars, they move as one—always by each other’s side, their bond unbreakable, their strength undeniable. Though certain circles might question their readiness, those who know them well will tell you that behind those dazzling smiles lies a force to be reckoned with.

And what would a season of romance be without its fair share of scandal? Allow me to indulge you in the whispers that have already reached my ever-watchful ears! The dashing Lord , freshly returned from the Frostlands, is rumored to possess a dazzling diamond pendant—a treasured family heirloom—that he intends to present to none other than Lady Elowen at the upcoming debutante ball. Oh, the anticipation! Yet, dear readers, do you not sense the tremors of a brewing tempest? For it is said that Lady Elowen’s heart may already belong to the gallant Sir Alistair, whose intellect and charm are as bright as the stars themselves. Their stolen glances and shared laughter have not gone unnoticed, turning whispers into a symphony of speculation.

As if this were not enough to stir our imaginations, the court will also be graced by the arrival of the famed dancers from the Corsair Isles, whose mesmerizing performances promise to transport us to realms of fantasy. With their ethereal grace and enchanting movements, they are sure to capture the hearts of even the most stoic noble. Yet behind the glittering masks and lavish costumes, who knows what rivalries simmer beneath the surface? I have it on good authority that a certain noble family has stoked the flames of jealousy, and we may yet witness a dance-off of epic proportions. The stakes, dear readers, could not be higher!

But while we revel in the delights of this most enchanting season, let us not forget the delicate matter that hangs over our festivities like a shimmering sword—the peace treaty. This year marks the second signing of the alliance that has held our realms together for the last fifteen years. Amidst the clinking of crystal goblets and the rustle of silk gowns, grand negotiations will unfold, as lords and ladies alike scramble for political favor. Who will secure the Emperor's trust? Which alliances will fracture under the weight of ambition? My sources tell me that secret meetings have already begun under the cover of night, where shadows loom larger than life itself.

As our noble leaders gather to reaffirm their vows of unity, one must wonder: what schemes lurk beneath the gilded surface? Whose fortunes shall rise, and whose will plummet? This season promises to test the bonds that have held our empire together for so long.

And speaking of tension, dear readers, how can we forget the looming presence of our once-bitter rivals—the royal family of Valenward? The anticipated arrival of them and their enigmatic children casts a shadow over our festivities, serving as a constant reminder of the long and turbulent history between our two realms. Though a peace treaty was signed, and royal marriages were arranged to ease tensions, it seems the scars of war still linger.

Little is known of the Valenward princes and princesses, their faces hidden behind layers of mystery. Yet rumors swirl like leaves in a storm. Described as impossibly beautiful, the Valenward heirs have become figures of fascination. It is said that all who glimpse them are drawn to them like moths to a flame. Will they charm their way into the hearts of Eldralor’s nobility, or will their presence reignite old hostilities?

But let us not stray too far from romance, for another delightful morsel has reached my ears! The soft murmurings of society suggest that Lady Seraphina, renowned for her captivating beauty and wit, finds herself courted by the gallant Lord Cedric. Yet, the winds of romance are fickle! She may very well fall prey to the charm of the enigmatic Countess Liora, who has returned from her daring escapades across the Hidden Isles, captivating the hearts of many with tales of piratical intrigue and forbidden love.

As the much-anticipated debutante ball approaches, I encourage you, dear readers, to keep your eyes sharp and your hearts open. Every dance could be a prelude to a proposal, every glance a whisper of scandal waiting to break free. The court is ripe with intrigue, and I, your faithful chronicler, shall be ever-watchful, ready to capture every delicious moment.

So, gather round, my dearest readers, for this season promises to be one of love, ambition, and drama—a tale that shall echo through the grand halls of Eldralor long after the last waltz has ended. May your hearts be filled with excitement, your secrets remain well-guarded, and your desires be illuminated by the twinkling lights of the ball.

Yours in Intrigue,
Ladies from The House Ashcroft.

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SIDE A.  in which the fragile peace between empires hangs by a thread, and the signing of the renewed treaty will either unite or divide the realm forever. 

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SIDE B.  in which hearts are stirred, and passions ignite during a season of grand balls and whispered promises and amidst the glittering gowns and gilded halls, love blooms in the most unexpected places.

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it is finally here and omg I am so freakin' excited for this af!! I have been wanting a fantasy/historical type of applyfic for so long but couldn't find one so I just decided to make one myself because why not. I am so pumped up for this like I even made a whole ahh religion for it so I do hope you guys would like it.

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ IRONIC. !!
yes, the newspaper article is inspired by the Lady Whistledown Society Papers from Bridgerton. Currently my google history is filled with “words that have the same meaning as this or that” because I decided to make the article similar to Lady Whistledown's!! The amount of time it took me to write it down is astounding like I don't even know how I did it, I just somehow did it and here it is. I am tired like fr, honestly, kudos to the writer of The Lady Whistledown papers because I can't do it anymore.

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ CRUSH. !!
please remember that this book is completely fictional and made for entertainment purposes so please take it lightheartedly. The layout belongs to me but ofc it is inspired by a lot others (most probably) so if someone wants credits then I'm always open for discussions, just contact me on my discord (lixie.dvst) and we can sort it out. The aesthetics (except for the pngs) are made by me unless stated otherwise.

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