Author Topic: [ORP] Fourth Midsummer Festival - June, 24- July, 9, 1317  (Read 772 times)

Giulia Aldobrandeschi

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The opening of Midsummer celebrations


It was a strange Midsummer, they were all very busy due to the incoming changes all around in the known world.
Giulia asked a court page to look for her pupils and bring them to her.
They arrived smiling and bringing the traditional flower garlands. Giulia smiled in turn, but immediately  said the were more urgent matter to deal with.
Those matters would soon be submitted to the Vlaamse Raad, but first she wanted their opinion, they definitely being the future of the Flemish people.
She said, by pointing a few scrolls on the large table -  Please, my pupils, have a look.
The pupils carefully started to read and quite immediately Rianne exclaimed - Milady, that's so great for all those who wants to improve themselves.
Giulia smiled, satisfied, Rianne was always so eager for knowledge.
On the other side of the table Mathijs  was carefully comparing two maps, a new and a older one. He shook his head, thoughtfully in looking at the paths of the kingdom's roads and looked  with questioning eyes the Queen.
Giulia nodded - Very Well, Mathijs, I see you've noticed what's worrying me. We'll see what we can do in a short future.
In hearing a knock at the door she dismissed the pupils and  gave hearing to the Lord Chamberlain for the very last preparations for Midsummer celebrations.


After sunset, Giulia, riding Auster at slow trot, went to the Markt escorted by Her Royal guard.
All the streets were paved by colored courtains, in the best Flemish tradition, flags of main fiefdoms of the Kingdoms: Brugge, Andernach, Ostfriesland, Westfriesland, Liege, Thüringen, Lüneburg, coupled coupled with the Black Flemish lion one and the flags of newest small fiefdoms: Oldemburg, Celle, Weimar, Mainz, Luxembourg, Hainaut.

When the Belfort bell started to beat all eyes turned on the high bonfire in the middle of the square, in front of the Belfort.
Everything was ready for the opening of Midsummer celebrations. Giulia headed to the platform set up for the opening where a lively fire was burning in a brazier.
The Lord Chamberlain bowed to the Queen and then handed her a torch ready to be turned on.

Giulia took it with a slow and measured movement, dipping its top in the brazier.
Then, with a vibrating voice, she said once again as in the past years - Beloved People of Flanders, Ladies and Lords, Honorable noble Guests from distant lands arrived in a spirit of happiness and friendship, it's Our great delight to welcome you all here in Brugge for Midsummer celebrations.
May the summer solstice be the wish of prosperity for all you all the years long.
May the Sun, at the peak of his power, warm your hearts, giving you joy and happiness in next seven and seven days.
May the moon, his life companion, silent illuminate your steps in next seven and seven nights.


Finally she threw the torch on the pile of wood.  Flames lit up the night in a overbearing way, lighting with flickering reflections Giulia's silk dress and her long red copper hair.
The music began and people started to dance around the bonfire.
She sat on the throne prepared on the platform, looking all around. She was gently smiling toward the nobles and the crowd, who had started dancing cheerfully, but her eyes didn't stop to be pensive.



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(RIP) Jacob Van Teylingen

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Re: [ORP] Fourth Midsummer Festival - June, 24- July, 9, 1317
« Reply #1 on: 04 July, 2017, 03:13:01 PM »
May the Sun, at the peak of his power, warm your hearts, giving you joy and happiness in next seven and seven days.
May the moon, his life companion, silent illuminate your steps in next seven and seven nights.


Just as the queen spoke these last words, two horses showed up at the edge of the square. It was baron Jacob van Teylingen, Knight of Reinhardstein Castle with his squire Boidin. Nobody noticed their arrival, since everyone was staring at the Queen.

A few days earlier Jacob was in Cairo, attending the Middle East Tournament. Thought he lost the first round, Jacob had stuck around to enjoy the pleasures that Cairo had to offer… and of course, to support his friends who did win the first rounds. He left Cairo for Muenster the moment he got notice the Midsummer Festival was about to start. As the drillmaster of the training grounds in Muenster he had to make some preparations. During midsummer festival there would be free training for everyone and he had to make sure there would be enough dummies to train on. After everything was in order, he had left for Brugge.

And here he was, just in time to see the Queen ignite the bonfire. When the people started to dance around the bonfire, Jacob turned to Boidin “Let’s get rid of these horses, boy, and join the festivities.”
« Last Edit: 04 July, 2017, 03:15:07 PM by Jacob Van Teylingen »


Giulia Aldobrandeschi

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Re: [ORP] Fourth Midsummer Festival - June, 24- July, 9, 1317
« Reply #2 on: 14 July, 2017, 05:20:49 PM »
The closing


After many days, the last day sunset was arrived.
Giulia bordered the Zwin, escorted by the royal guard, toward the harbor on the sea where everything was ready for the last celebration: two high bonfires were nearby the sea,  to be burned all night long.

Giulia headed to the platform where the Lord Chamberlain was waiting once again beside a brazier. He bowed to the Queen and handed her a torch ready to be turned on.
Once again, in that last night, Giulia took the torch, dipping its top in the brazier.

Then, turning to the crowd, with  vibrating voice, she said - Beloved People of Flanders, Ladies and Lords, Honorable noble Guests, seven and seven days, seven and seven nights have been spent in the spirit of happiness and friendship, in celebrating  Midsummer in Our beloved Flanders.
This night, the last night, these huge bonfires honor the sea lapping at our shores, the sea allowing us to be the people we are as well as our fertile lowlands.
May this light always illuminate our arrivals and warm our hearts at every departure.


Finally she threw the torch on the piles of wood, from right to left and soon the flames of two bonfires lit up the night in strong way.
She looked all around, and smiling  repeated the closing formula  -
May more light and less dark, more dark and less light, in a circle like a garland, accompany all us
silent until next Midsummer. Joy and prosperity to you all!
Let final dances begin!


Later, she entered the Royal palace, heading to her private office room, several new maps were opened on the large table and she started to look to them once again, though just a quick look because natives where attacking Scotland in Telemark and Flanders will support allies once again.








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