An Celebration of Age

(OC: This will be an open rp for everyone, it is about Queen Wilhelmina’s 50th Birthday and follows alongside Masks of Love and Chaos. Reading the latest posts there gives a certain idea of what is going on.)

15th July, 2023
Château de Lys d’Or; District-de-la-République-Capitale; The Federation

Wilhelmina looked over the castle grounds feeling a bit surprised seeing how many people had gathered here to celebrate her day of birth. Not sure why she was honestly that surprised, almost every birthday had a major celebration in most places in the Crown Realm, especially Vakrestrender or Federation. At first it was only in Norgsveldet that the Queen’s birthday was celebrated as a holiday but with her husband’s coronation in 2002 the two Crown Realm nations also started celebrating it. It made her smile thinking about it. She remembered hearing from Olav how much the two nations supported their marriage.

“Fifty years and you still look beautiful as ever.” Olav said in a warm tone kissing the Queen’s forehead. Giving her another glass of cocktail having been ordered by her to get another. “Don’t drink too much, you have people to greet.”

“Yeah, I know, I know.” Wilhelmina said, rolling her eyes taking a sip from her glass as her husband led her to some guests to greet. “You know I thought birthday celebrations were supposed to be more fun?” She had a small teasing smile on her lips.

“You don’t consider this part of the celebration fun?” Olav asked, raising an eyebrow at his wife.

“No… I can think of far more fun stuff to do.” She kept her teasing smirk, placing her fingers on his chest, taping it.

A familiar voice came from behind them, “I don’t suppose you two can at least wait until you two are alone. I have to hear enough of it anytime the old man and I talk over the phone.”

“Ah Jørgen, how are you?” Olav said, turning around to face his ‘son’ with a bright smile on his lip. Even keeping it despite seeing Johanna standing right next to Jørgen. The Queen turned around giving a small annoyed look towards Jørgen for interrupting her.

“Ah, Wilhelmina, if I didn’t see your lovely dress I would have never known it was you. I would have just thought Olav was walking alongside some pensioner.” He said with a dangerously smug tone, knowing damn well he was playing with fire.

His girlfriend gave a joking tone as she spoke, “White hair, much older than you and would be problematic if you dated her. She does seem your type.” Johanna smirked, feeling more at ease despite the death stares she been receiving from most of the room.

Jørgen rolled his eyes, “We should see your little sister soon, I have a small issue I need to raise with her.”

“Just don’t try to date her as well now.” Wilhelmina said in a small teasing tone as she kept her angry look at Jørgen as she took a sip from her cocktail. She was very annoyed to be called old again. She was only fifty! Yes that is a lot by kemonomimi standards but still!

“Oh Eve is here? I’m a bit surprised to hear that, is the CEO of Cirivel’s Designs here as well?” Olav asked, giving the two Valkyrs a curious glance.

Johanna only gave a deep, pained sigh. “He’s talking about the stupid conspiracy.”

Wilhelmina let out a small chuckle hearing the pained sigh from Johanna. “The conspiracy about Pierre being her younger sister.” She clarified for her husband.

“Ah.” The king said, nodding his head, still a bit confused about how that conspiracy came to be. “Wasn’t that conspiracy debunked years ago? No one believes in it nowadays right?”

Johanna crossed her arms and gave a death stare at Jørgen, who looked extra guilty. “Okay, maybe not everyone. At least based on a small survey done in Vakrestrender.”

“How many?” Olav asked with a small smirk on his face as he looked at the Jarl.

“How about 77% believes it to be completely true not counting the religious elements. Only about 8% disbelieves in it all together.” Jørgen gave a smile back to Olav.

“Why is that Jørgen, explain why so many people believe in it.” Johanna said in a cold, frozen but angry voice.

“I might have sponsored it as an anime that ran for five seasons. I want to clarify, I did that before I started dating or even met Johanna.” He gave a look around the room trying to find his trusted bodyguard Yuri. “Honestly, I never thought it would come up again. Well outside of the times I get letters from the Federation’s government about it.” He gave a concerned chuckle.

“Oh what’s the name of the anime? Perhaps me and Olav could watc-” Wilhelmina started saying before being interrupted by her husband.

“No.” He said letting out a sigh. “Five seasons? Really?”

“The movie is premiering today as well, alongside your two own anime. I rented out a theater here for a double feature.” He gave a smile, he didn’t tell Johanna about this. Only after the party, he had to attend a movie showing.

Johanna was above average angry at him and her face showed it. “You… Made a movie?”

“It was already in production before we started dating.” He said in a sly tone.

“Why didn’t you stop it?”

“Movie cost a small fortune, we hired an all-star voice acting cast. To really captur-” He was interrupted by his angry girlfriend.

“I’m sorry, you hired people to copy my voice?” She tilted her head at him.

“Have I told you that I love you deeply?” Jørgen gave a moderately scared tone, stepping away from his girlfriend. However he quickly produced two tickets, handing them to Wilhelmina, “Love to see you there, I have to get these to the Federal Prime Minister before…” He looks at Johanna, her face ready to kill him.

“You are also inviting Jeanne?” Her tone rose in anger.

“Call it a family reunion.” Jørgen raised his hands in the air, giving a look towards Olav to save him.

Olav was about to speak up in defense of Jørgen but he was being dragged away by Wilhelmina. With her giving a mischievous grin towards Jørgen. "Oh, thank you, Jørgen!” She said with a smile showing off the tickets. “I am sure we will have a lot of fun watching the movies! I am sure Johanna will sound amazing in hers!” The king gave an apologetic look towards the Jarl as he was dragged away. “We have other guests to meet but we’ll talk to you two later.” The Queen kept grin as the two walked away from the pair.

Johanna cornered Jørgen into a corner, the Jarl looking over at Olav. His big blue eyes are desperate for Olav to save him. He thought Jeanne was going to be the worst one here being a bloody socialist. However she hasn’t even opened her envelope with the movie tickets in it yet, at least he thinks so as he sees the damn socialist and her wife walk up the stairs over to him.

The King just gave him a small wave leaving the Jarl to his own fate with a pissed off girlfriend and an extremely angry looking Pierre. Actually angry, not just her unfortunate condition but he could see Jeanne Pierre being furious while her wife was trying to calm her down.

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Jørgen was happy just to be alive, it appears his gift was not taken very well by his girlfriend nor the leader of the Federation. If it was not for Yuri coming in and saving him. He’s not sure he would have survived to tell the tale. His bodyguard already slipped back into the shadows as quickly as appeared before. He fixed his tie, leaning back against a wall and giving a sigh of relief thanking the spirits for the massive Ursine who always could save him when he accidentally invokes the wrath of the sisters.

“Well, it is a pleasure meeting you here.” A voice said next to the Jarl. In which when the elf turned to look towards that direction to see none other than a fellow elf, dressed in an expensive green dress suit. One which the Jarl noticed to quite clearly belong to Nyveldian Eagle, a major fashion company that he might have been interested in buying one of these days. “It’s been a while, your majesty.” The red haired elf said a small teasing smile on his lips holding a wine glass in his right hand.

“Oh, Erik! It has been a long time.” Jørgen gave a warm voice, reaching out his hand to give a handshake rather than a Akuan greeting. “It’s good to see my fellow businessman behind socialist lines with me.” The jarl smirked, suppressing his initial response to seeing the elven man. “If you forgive me, but I hope your brother isn’t here as well…” His tone shifted to be a bit weaker at the mention of Ragnar.

Erik raised an eyebrow at the hand before grabbing it, only to pull it up to his lips giving it a soft kiss before letting it go. “Well being in such a socialist nation is always more pleasurable with beautiful people like you here~” He said, giving the jarl a charming smile. “My brother is running late, same with my mother as well. Though I will ensure he doesn’t bother you, I have talked to him to lower his rhetoric against LGBTQ+ community.”

The elven royal gave a soft blush, looking away for a few moments before turning his attention back towards him. “Ah, I have to thank you for that then.” He returns with a warm smile towards him, though a concerned look in his eyes. “After his minor outburst towards me at Olav’s anniversary, I have been more and more concerned with Nyveldet. If he’s willing to do that to me, in the middle of one of the most secured events in the world. Then I am concerned about what else he is willing to do.”

“Well if it makes you feel better, he tried but failed. His attempt to ban gay marriage has met such a major legal hurdle that he is forced to roll back on it.” Erik said being satisfied with earning himself a blush from the Jarl, taking a sip from his glass before he continued on. “Plus the economic difficulties brought upon loss of investments from the Bjørn Trust and the Farmer Protests has put my poor brother in a corner. He is powerful to a certain degree, but he needs votes. Nyveldian society is pretty conservative trust me on that, but when push comes to shove… Money is what makes the world go around.”

He gives a fake yawn, resting his hand on his mouth. “Oh, wow, politics is so interesting.” He was about to make another joke and apologize but Erik spoke up first.

“You know being somewhat knowledgeable about politics might help if you are concerned about what else my brother might do?” Erik said, holding a small teasing smirk before giving him an almost seductive look. “Of course… That is unless you want to do something else that is… more interesting~” The red haired elf took a sip from his wine while keeping eye contact with the Jarl.

He covered his mouth with his hand, looking once again in his small blushing state. He might have always been a little weak when it came to Erik’s flirtatious personality. “Um, more interesting um. Ah, w-well, so I bought this new company in Hvaloaszna, it makes… Something.” His mind goes blank for a few moments,”O-oh they make coffee, yes coffee.”

Erik kept his seductive charming smile as he heard the Jarl’s stutter, a sound he remembers quite fondly. He placed his left hand on the wall, right next to Jarl’s head as he looked down at the white haired elf. His sleeves had been rolled up a little to show off his wrists. “While that is interesting I can come up with something far far more interesting, my little jewel~” He whispered so that only the Jarl could hear him.

He almost completely fall apart at that all together, “I-I um, I have a girlfriend now. S-she is not quite understanding of um… Well ah, you probably heard of her by now and like you know how…” He takes his white gloved hands to fix his tie, “So yeah…” He’s feeling just like how he used to be when around him, as if he went back in time to when he was much younger.

“She doesn’t need to know~” Erik said in a low husky tone being about to reach down with his hand to caress the Jarl’s cheek only for a cough behind him to interrupt it all. Which he sighed to turn around to greet the person behind him.

“May I ask what you’re talking with my boyfriend about?” Johanna said, having a hand on her hip giving an icy cold glare at the businessman.

“Oh, nothing much Miss Sverdrup! His highness was only discussing with me about his recent purchase in Hvaloaszna!” The red haired elf said in a friendly tone shifting his attitude in an almost scary way as he placed a hand on Jørgen’s shoulder. Acting like he was just an old friend that didn’t just flirt with the Jarl. “I must say, you’re an lucky lady to get such a-”

“Enough. Jørgen, explain what you two talked about.” Johanna said interrupting the red haired businessman keeping a cold glare on him.

If he wasn’t already in the dog house, this would most certainly shove him into it. He looked at her with a knowing look, a deeply concerned one. “Oh um. I-I we was uh.” He scratched the back of his head, he tried to step away from Erik but his hand kept firm onto his shoulder.

“We was just talking about this great coffee company from Hvaloasz-” The red haired elf tried to say but was once more interrupted by the white haired lady, this time not by words and more by action as Sverdrup shoved him away from Jørgen. Erik only being just able to ensure he didn’t fall nor spill his wine on himself. This shirt was far too expensive to get wine stains on it. He gave a surprise then annoyed look at Johanna as she placed a possessive hand on the Jarl’s chest as she stepped in between.

“Well next time, it will be when I’m here. Understood?” She gave a cold angry look at Erik. She knew perfectly well who this man was, a savvy businessman from Nyveldet sure, one of Nyveldet’s most powerful men. But more importantly, a man who is known to flirt and fool around with anyone that suits him. “We do not need another one from your family to create scandals, Mister Torsteinson.” Her words promptly shut down the red haired elf as he took a sip from his wine glass in silence.

Johanna wrapped her hand around Jørgen’s waist, pulling over towards him like he was just a lost puppy. He wisely decided not to speak up, only awkwardly shuffling as he was grabbed by his girlfriend in her possessive stance. He is certain that some Akuan customs, she will just simply be allowed nor will she partake in. He only kept his head low enough just incase Erik threw his glass at her or if Johanna decided to throw a punch.

With Erik yet to speak up Johanna decided to pull Jørgen away from the businessman, though while doing so he finally spoke up. “I’ll keep my brother away from you Jørgen, but my mother will want a word.” The red haired elf said with a serious tone before finishing his glass.

“Ah, that can be arranged, I have been wanting to ask her about her new child. Well, your new brother and I figured she would want to talk about business anyway.” He said far more confident with his girlfriend holding onto him and being at his side.

“Somewhat business, it more boring politics if anything.” Erik teased as the Valkyr couple walked away. He could only shake his head at the interaction. Thinking only about one thing
‘Who knew that Johanna was an Hjørdist?’

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