Category Archives: NaNoWriMo

The Marquis de Villebois sat, as was his custom, at the Anti-Jacobin club to enjoy his lunch. Admittedly, times were much better for him now than they were when he was first in London. With his sons well-provided for and … Continue reading →

A few years after marriage, Clarissa had finally figured out what she wanted. She had a wonderful marriage with a brave soldier, and had traveled from Gibraltar to Northern England again when the regiment did work as marines on various … Continue reading →

The morning after the wedding, Roland and Clarissa made sure their trunks were packed and ready and then headed down to the marina along with Richard, as they were all boarded on the same ship as far as Malta. During … Continue reading →

The morning of their wedding, as they were standing and talking together near the wharf, Clarissa and Roland, to their surprise, saw Roland’s brother stepping off of a boat. The two of them greeted Richard with a great deal of … Continue reading →

Before too long, Richard made his way with an armed guard to the border between the Emepror’s Austrian regions and his Hungarian regions. When they reached the Hungarian regions, there was a change of armed guards and there was a … Continue reading →

A flurry of letters started from Gibraltar and then other areas to deal with the logistics of the wedding and its communication and invitations and the repercussions of it. At first, a notable stream of those letters went between Gibraltar … Continue reading →

With a friendly knock, Roland arrived at Clarissa’s flat, and was greeted by the butler and came inside for a family dinner. Though the place was the same as he had seen for the first time yesterday, the mood was … Continue reading →