Craevys Pulmórelle

## Overveiw

Craevys “the Red” Pulmórelle was the Sixth High Queen of the Aelindhe who ruled over the city Aubrev and the *Eptfyluum* (Lands of the Seven Rivers) 3,616 years ago from the 1st of Byyren in 102 2E to the 16th of Aranûr in 551 2E. Most of her story is preserved mainly through her own one hundred and thirty-eight personal journals, although many have been lost throughout time. She is the only woman of the Aelindhe to ever hold the title of High Queen. She is also the youngest Aelindhe to take the crown, having ascended the throne at the young age of eighty-two.

She was born on the 25th of Arfyrs in 19 2E to the Fifth High King of the Aelindhe, Coursan “*Vounts Salauts (Good and Just)*” Pulmórelle and his wife Queen Vólethia, Lady of Kefyluum. It is said that even from infancy, her father and mother knew her to be the most beautiful of all their race. Her hair glinted as radiant sunlight, and her eyes and arms gleamed of star and moonlight. As it was their blessing, given to them by Vagrasaer, the Aelindhe were beyond mortal beauty; but she stood far greater in appearance than any that had come before or thereafter.

Many of her innumerable depictions show her as kind and loving, a mirror-perfect image of Kyllista. Many suggest that she was blessed by the Mother herself. In her later years she attested fighting of any kind, and ruled her lands through reforms and generosity and never brute force. She would often be seen walking through the streets of Aubrev singing praises to the Father and Mother, and to Vagrasaer her creator. Her voice, as it is said, resounded as birdsong, echoing in intricate harmonies through the winding streets, having people believe the gods had come into the city. She was also incredibly intelligent, and focused much of her time on learning how the animals and beasts worked together with the land, becoming the leading authority of biology on the continent. She was the first to develop the idea of our now food chain.

## Early Life

### Childhood

Craevys grew up in the palace in Aubrev learning all the ways of her people and what it meant to rule. The day of her birth her father planted a willow tree to watch over her all of her life. She spent the majority of her time in the presence of her father and mother, only leaving at their behest. When she became a young adult at the age of 60 (teenage years to Humanity), she began to take an interest in the natural world, trying to figure out how everything worked according to its place in the environment. She began, at the age of 75, to form her own theories on how food chains worked.

### Coronation and the Rhovehki War

When she was eighty-two, her father and mother left for a diplomatic mission to Rhovehk. When Craevys attempted to join them, her father refused, and forced her to stay home, telling her it was too dangerous. The Rhovehki lands at this point in history was a lawless area. After their revolt from Kyllithia, they collapsed into a structured anarchy. After a short debate, she watched as her parents carriage crossed the Aubrevont towards Inhare. Much later, a month after their scheduled return, they still not had arrived. Becoming increasingly concerned, Craevys personally led her scouts along the road to find their carriage. They came across the wreckage on the road from Inhare to Aubrev, covered in arrows. She beheld the rotting corpses of her mother and father inside the ruined carriage, both had been shot with arrows and all of their possessions looted. Since their belongings had been stolen (even the clothes off their backs), Craevys decided they were bandits and followed what remained of their tracks through the woods. On a stroke of luck she captured one of the bandits, and although he would not reveal their location (even upon the threshold of death), he let slip that the Inhare knew all about it. She cut the throat of the man and returned home, not having the manpower to deal with the Inhare. Upon her return to Aubrev, immediately began to write letters to the Inhare to force them into giving over the bandits. With every letter sent came no response. For months, until the last week of Djûr, before the new year, when their response came:

> *"We will not turn over the protectors of our region, for there is no proof that they were the one's responsible. Nothing would indicate otherwise. The Aelindhe have always been the aggressor in the past. If our guards were to blame for what happened, it would be justified."*
> **-High Queen Pulmórelle’s Tenth Journal, page Thirty-Six**
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Her actions to their response came quick. She was coronated the next week on the 1st of Byyren 102 2E, and immediately began preparations for war. On the 25th of Elhreg 102 2E, she marched over 22,000 troops across the western canyon of the Aubrevont River. She put every town and village beneath the sword, sparing no lives, even hunting down those who had escaped.

> *“For three days we held pursuit of a group that had escaped the village of Hadarah. We cornered the animals at the edge of the river Infors, and one by one executed them all. Rolling their bodies into the river for the fish in the sea to devour. We now move on towards Yygdrevo, the last of the chief cities of the Rhovehki.”*
> **-High Queen Pulmórelle’s Tenth Journal, page Fifty-Six**
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After the Battle of Yygdrevo, in her arrogance, she let three people go to deliver the message of her coming. They warned Cheiftain Vetvall of the Rhovehken Tribe who immediately sent word to the mountain folk of Halcate's Cradle for help, and began building his defenses. He had whatever farmland had yielded crops so far to collect their harvest, all else was to be burned. Next, they began work on seven rows of trenches surrounding the outer walls of the city. When High Queen Pulmórelle intercepted one of the horsemen carrying the letter to the Halcate, she pushed her army to reach the city sooner. She wanted to take the city quick as to not fight on two fronts.

The battle for Rhovehk was brutal, with many dying on both sides. High Queen Pulmórelle arrived at the city on the 4th of Alkheld to find her enemy heavily entrenched. In just fourteen days, she lost 8,000 of her 22,000 troops taking the first three trenches. On the 20th of Alkheld, the Halcate arrived. They surrounded, and broke, her northern flank. In response, High Queen Pulmórelle sent her men to take the ground they had lost. They retook it after two days, and heavily paid for it in blood. When she ordered her final charge on the morning of the 24th, her soldiers refused, and began an unorganized retreat towards Aubrev. The army was harassed the entire route back by the Halcate, killing off several more in the panic. When High Queen Pulmórelle finally crossed the Aubrevont into her city only 4,000 of her original 22,000 were still alive.

### The Red Queen

Upon her return, High Queen Pulmórelle began to seek out the leaders of the mutiny at the walls of Rhovehk. During the night her spies went throughout the city, snatching those who pushed for the mutiny from their beds. On the morning of the 28th, she ordered all of her soldiers to assemble in the palace courtyard. They were greeted with a large circular platform surrounding the fountain in the center. When all had arrived, she personally marched the mutineers from the dungeon to the platform. She began to speak, as told by *The Soldier's Account*:

> *“Is this what you give me? When we are at the gates of our enemy? The ones who murdered my father and mother, our beloved king and queen. When we are nigh upon our ultimate victory, you betray not just me, but our country, and our fallen king. These are the men who began this mutiny. These are the men who did not love their once king and queen. These are the men who would rather be as the cowards we fought, and not die upon the sword to avenge their beloved! Watch now. They are to be an example, they are to become what they did not want to be.”*
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With the words proclaimed, she removed herself to the platform and drew her sword. One by one, she personally ran her sword through each man, spilling their blood upon the stones of the palace courtyard. When all lay dead, she climbed the fountain once more, and once aloft raised her sword to the heavens and cried aloud. The men stood back in horror. Her clothes and skin ran red, covered in the blood of the mutineers, her sword steaming, dripping red under the sun. It was then that the soldiers began to call her the Red Queen, and her epithet “the Red” was born.

### Treaty of Zûr-Hezâtin and Reparations

Immediately after the demonstration in the courtyard, the Rhovehki began to attack the city of Aubrev. The Aelindhe pushed them from the city back to the western side of the canyon. The Red Queen looked upon the sea of bodies at the western gate, and fell into despair. She pleaded before the Father and Mother to save her city, and sent riders to King Canus Myrie Risalf in Kyllithia (who's family had been on good terms with her father since Rylla Kyllifaelgi was queen) explaining everything that had happened, both good and bad, and prayed he would be merciful.

Seven days later, on the 4th of Haafik, it was said that the ground quaked with the thundering of hooves. The men of the Northlands had come. They numbered over 12,000- each man matched by a horse- and rode with fury into the lines of the Rhovehki and Halcate, driving them from the canyon, over 10,000 Rhovehki and Halcate lay dead on the field that afternoon. Canus Myrie himself had lead the charge, crying aloud, “forth, children of Rylla!”

         King Risalf came to the palace once the fighting had stopped and met with High Queen Pulmórelle gladly. She thanked him for coming, and asked what he would like in reward for his kindness toward her people:

>           *“He asked for nothing. Not one Ausor! He came and saved my city, and wants not in return. He turned to me however and embraced me, for he was good friends with my father, and it hurt him so to see me in the manner in which I had described in my letter. When I asked what he would do now, Canus said, ‘celebrate! For the Father has forgiven you, and given you a second chance! We will mourn the victorious dead, and we shall raise a dram in their honor, but for now we will rejoice!’”*
> **-High Queen Pulmórelle’s Eleventh Journal, page Twelve**
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The revelry lasted for three weeks, joyous in celebration between the new-found allies. When winter began to approach, King Canus Myrie Risalf took his people and rode for their home. When they left, a meeting was arranged for the 1st of Byyren to meet at the city of Zûr-Hezâtin in the southernmost spur of the *Sûthryyg Vogg Bejolle*, the Southern Cradle Mountains.

          In the meantime, throughout the month of Sidfyrs, Craevys began to make a list of every family that belonged to a fallen soldier. When she had finished a month later, she sent 2,000 Ausors (gold coins) to the families for each man that had fallen in battle. With the money was also a decree, that each family that had lost someone to the war was entitled to a tax break (meaning they would not have to pay taxes) for the next 100 years. In these two actions she nearly bankrupted the royal treasury, and on the 5th of Djûr she took what money remained in the vaults and created an education fund for all the citizens of Aubrev.

         When the 1st of Byyren came, she met with King Risalf in the Havanthi fortress of Zûr-Hezâtin. There they penned, and signed, the Treaty of Zûr-Hezâtin 103 2E. Much of the writing from the original document has been lost of the past millennia, but one line remains ever-present (In Aubrevesse and in Nyrthfulken- Ancient Algûvodi) on the stone tablets the treaty was carved upon:

> *“The people of Rylla and the Aelindhe are unified from now until the breaking of the foundations of Kaleth.”*
> **-Treaty of Zûr-Hezâtin 103 2E, line 186**
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At the very last- before the treaty was stamped- King Risalf and High Queen Pulmórelle, in the custom of the old North, cut their hands and let their blood fall together into a single cup, and both drank from the same cup to make the two peoples joined together in blood. When they had finished the old custom, and the treaty had been stamped by both parties under the Havanthi’s witness, all rejoiced and began to sing tunes of merriment. The celebration lasted for nine days, one to honor each of the gods, one to honor the Mother, and one to honor the Father. When the goodbyes were exchanged on all sides, they planned to host a celebration of the union once a year, either in Kyllithia or in Aubrev.

## Adult Life

### High Queen Pulmórelle's Reforms

After the war, during the rest of her rule, she attested fighting, and actively fought against war of any kind. Her epithet began to take on another name. It switched from referencing the bloody scene in the Palace courtyard, to taking on the fond memories of her sitting in the palace gardens singing and reading stories to the children. The visions of blood were overtaken, and the red became her love for her people, and all they hold dear.

She had six major reforms throughout her rule that were for the sole benefit of her people:

* Education Reform
* Infrastructure
* Fire and Police Departments
* Tax Reforms
* Hospital Fundings
* Commission of the Four Great Temples

#### Education Reformation

She started first with the education reform in 104 2E so that all children born within the borders of the Eptfyluum would become learned in all ways in which they could. During her rule, not one child was illiterate, nor could not speak every language of the Northern Continent. She pushed forwards math and engineering to help build infrastructure, as well as science so they could understand everything about the world that was made for them.

#### Infrastructure Reformation

Next she allocated funds from the newly replenished treasury to build, pave, and maintain every road from the Aubrevont to the Nyrthr Mountains. By 198 2E her goal had been accomplished, as every city, every village, and every small farmhouse had a paved road which led to, or through, it. She also created a company through the royal treasury to collect messages when the roads were broken, or needed light maintenance, and to go fix them- creating thousands of jobs for her people.

#### Establishment of the Fire and Police Departments

Her third reform followed the Great Fire of Aubrev during the month of Alkheld in 254 2E. A drought had come and during the night (no one knows how it started), the city caught aflame. When riots broke out and the military stepped in, and in some instances killed several people, Craevys realized there needed to be a change in law enforcement. She designated the creation of the very first police force- separated from the military- that the world had ever seen. Along with them, the first fire brigade, whose job was to put out buildings that had been set ablaze. With these two governmental departments being formed, there was a great sigh of relief, and peace fell upon the people of the Eptfyluum.

#### Tax Reformation

Her fourth reform came with a major tax overhaul in the year 312 2E. First, she cut taxes by half, and took funds from the treasury and created the first donation centers, charities, and homeless shelters. When the recently cut taxes were not enough to sustain these organizations, Craevys significantly decreased the money she was earning from taxes, and moved them into keeping the centers up and running.

#### Building of Hospitals

Her fifth act came at the expense of the Beirrad Plague in 326 2E. She began to fund hospitals and formulate a cure for the disease.

## Beirrad Plague

### The Outbreak

The greatest of all her achievements in her bountiful 439 years of ruling, came upon the heels of the Beirrad Plague. When the disease first came out of the east, it began to slowly creep its way across the continent, patiently devouring entire civilizations. To the people of the time it was unstoppable, and terrifying, they believed it to be a punishment from the gods. Their skin turned red with sores, their body became covered in painful cysts, and after two to three months, a blood poisoning finally killed the victim. When it crossed the Nyrthr Mountains into the Eptfyluum, the disease became much worse. It lasted nearly four times longer in an Aelindhe host than it did in a human host.

When it was first noticed in the city of Curmēns in the year 331 of the Second Era, High Queen Pulmórelle began building hospitals to combat the spreading plague. She herself led the team of scientists to try and find a cure for the plague. It wasn't until 18th of Aranûr, 472 2E that she discovered a breakthrough. Thanks to the plant Livthema, she had discovered the final ingredient to the cure. The only place the plant grows is in the Far-East, leagues past the Veranne River.

### Kellion Holboscri and the Cure

On the 28th of Djûr, in 508 2E, High Queen Pulmórelle's luck had changed. A man by the name of Kellion from the village of Holbos had arrived on her doorstep and offered his help to further the cure. After his contribution of the design for the first microscope, High Queen Pulmórelle accepted his help gladly and they left with a party to the Far-East to collect enough Livthema to mass produce a cure.

Upon arrival to the site of Holbos, all of their part contracted the Plague and began dying. They died one by one, until the last member (the only one named) Tamaer, fell ill and died. High Queen Pulmórelle theorized that the Chekouno (a small, flying, bloodsucking parasite) was chief in spreading the Beirrad Plague. She discovered bites on every one of her companions, and found bites on her own skin as well. When she contracted the Plague, she documented every aspect and symptom of what was happening to her. During the time that she had contracted the plague, Kellion waited on her hand and foot. While he tended to her, she discovered several bites on him as well. Several weeks after she began showing symptoms she took a blood sample from Kellion to test if he had contracted the Plague. She found he was immune to the disease, since they knew it was possible to beat the disease, they moved from the site of Holbos to the Far-East to collect the Livthema.

They collected enough and synthesized a cure from the plant (mixing it with ginger and turmeric). They also created an injection method, an ancestor of our needle, out of a hand pump and hollow river reeds. It worked as they intended with the only side effect being a drop in body temperature to deadly levels. They combated these effects by treating the victims as though they had hypothermia. High Queen Pulmórelle injected the cure into herself first as a human trial deeming it necessary. When she began to show signs of hypothermia, Kellion administered treatment. It was also during this solitary time in the wilderness (and the treatment of Kellion towards her) that High Queen Pulmórelle fell in love with Kellion.

When the cure was shipped out on 25th of Arfyrs, 510 2E, also Craevys' 491st birthday, there was a celebration that lasted a full day, from dawn of the 25th to the dawn of the 26th. She addressed the crowd, and made her sixth and final great reform, promising money from the treasury to fund four great temples. Once she had given her speech to the crowd, she climbed to the top of the fountain and gave a toast:

> *"...hail to our brethren, our sistren, who died in agony. Hail to them which had their lives taken from them. Hail to those who remain behind to carry on their legacy. Hail to Mankind! Hail to the Aelindhe!”*
> **-High Queen Pulmórelle’s 117th Journal, page Thirty-Four**
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*When she climbed down, she was met by Kellion, who asked for a private audience. As it is told in the* Red Queen*:*

>           She lead Kellion to the palace garden. They walked along the breezeway to the cliffside where her willow tree sat. The gnarled, ancient tree had stood in that spot for four hundred and ninety-one years, planted on the day of Craevys’ birth. It was both of their birthdays today, both the same age. And every year on this day, Craevys hung lanterns from its branches. That night, as if it were planned, fireflies lazily floated on the breeze around the willow tree. Their faint twinkling, reminiscent of the stars, created a feeling of hallowedness on the air.
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> *“I would, by your consent, be overjoyed if we were to further this unity into the unknown future.”*
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> *“What do you mean?” Craevys leaned forward.*
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> *“What I mean,” Kellion rose to his feet and took her hand. He slowly fell to one knee while continuing, “is that I would love, Craevys Pulmōrelle, my queen, nothing more than the opportunity to hold your hand in marriage.”*
> *She did not speak for several moments as a hundred thoughts immediately coursed through her mind.*
> *Kellion began to be a little unnerved by her silence and began to speak again, stammering a little, “I know I come from nothing. I am nothing more than a blacksmith’s son for the sake of the Father, but-“*
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> *“We’re over here Kannipus,” she called out in response.*
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The following year, on the 5th of Rûnikin, amidst the changing of the leaves, Craevys Pulmórelle and Kellion Holboscri were wed beneath the ancient willow tree in her garden. He was at the age of Twenty-Eight, and she at the age of 492. Afterwards they held a ceremony for the people to behold in the palace courtyard. That night, after the two had become one, Kellion sat back in a chair on the far side of the room, and penned the most famous poem for his now wife. He entitled it *The Red Queen*, and read it aloud to her when he had finished writing:

> **The Red Queen**
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> *The red queen and her heart of gold*
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> *Who graced our stories long of old*
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> *Queen of Aubrev, radiant glist’ning*
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> *She whom all the children adored*
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> *Her golden hair gleamed of sunlight*
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> *In glorious display, untiring*
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> *O my Red Queen, beauty divine*
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> *Who takes the world and makes it thine*
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> *O’er the world on angelic wing*
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> *O beautiful queen long of old*
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> *Whose fair presence is to behold*
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> *Within thy hair, flowers of spring*
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## Later Life

The two were nigh inseparable from one another, and walked Edwyna hand in hand for forty years. The two had three children together, two sons and a daughter: Lytain, the firstborn son; Delyna, the secondborn daughter; and Kaefors, the youngest son. Each son was in looks to that of their father, and their daughter was as beautiful as her mother.

Ten years later, on the 12th of Byyren 521 2E, on the return journey from Kyllithia, where the anniversary of the Treaty of Zûr-Hezâtin was held by King Siddre VI, Craevys found herself going into labor with her third child. Kellion sent her ahead to get the medical treatment she needed, and followed swiftly behind.

Sadly, Kellion did not reach the hospital in time to see the birth of his son. When Craevys inquired to his whereabouts no one could tell her, for they did not know. It was not until the following day when he arrived, and when she saw the approach of his men, she screamed aloud. Her husband was covered in blood. She ran to him and knelt to the ground holding him in her arms, feeling for a heartbeat whilst tears streamed from her face. His heart was faint, so she called for the doctors. They began treatment immediately, but after a couple of hours, found that he had been stung by a Katakalla on the return. The creatures hibernate during the winter seasons, and when it emerged from the snow to ambush them, it had struck Kellion with its stinger first, and his men dispatched the creature in haste, and rushed him there as fast as they could.

High Queen Pulmórelle cried bitterly, as Katakalla stings have no cure, and kill within a day. She ordered him to be brought to the now finished temple to the Mother and Father, and she cried out to Kyllista to have mercy on her and her husband.

> *"Again, I plead that you spare him who has done no wrong! For he is my rock, he is my everything. Apart from him, my life is nothing! [...] ‘I [Kyllista] have given you your husband back, for your love will stand for millennia. You will both grow old together, and you will both die together, so that you will not be apart from one another. For your devotion the last four hundred years, I will give your children the choice to become Aelindhe or to become Human. These are my gifts to my servants. These are my gifts to those whom I adore."*
> **-High Queen Pulmórelle’s 130th Journal, page Twenty**
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*The Red Queen and her husband Kellion Holboscri lived thirty more years with one another, and in that time, never left one another’s side. When each of their children reached the age of sixteen, they gave them the choice that the Mother had left them: to become Aelindhe, or Human (these three are the only people to have ever been given the choice). Lytain chose to remain Aelindhe, for he loved his mother’s people, and as firstborn, was to rule the land once she had died. Delyna chose to follow her father’s lineage, and became Human. The next year she moved to Kataines, and by royal decree of King Nasothor, became the Lady of Kataines. Kaefors chose the path of the Aelindhe as well, for he had been born, and raised among his mother’s people, same as his brother, and wished to continue his parent’s medicinal work to quell other illnesses.*

         In the waning years of their lives, the Red Queen retained her unfathomable beauty, even with the withering of the years. As reported by many other sources, it was that way until the day she died.

         Her last journal entry comes from the 15th of Aranûr, the day before she died. It read:

>          “*I have grown weary of late, and my bones ache in my years of my people’s youth. For five to six hundred years is what we consider the mid-point for the life of the Aelindhe. I write this from my desk before I return to Kellion for the night. He awaits me, but I feel called to sing praises to the Mother for all she has given me.*
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         The people of Aubrev awoke in sorrow and wept aloud in the streets on the 16th of Aranûr 551 2E. For their queen that they had loved far more than any other of the Aelindhe had passed in the night, along with the king they had grown to love along side her. Kellion had died at the old age (old for his people) of sixty-eight, while his wife had passed away at the young age of 522. No other ruler, save the current ruler Voedinlos, has held so much reverence, or been as influential as High Queen Craevys “the Red” Pulmórelle. Such is her legacy, that her son Lytain, did not ascend to the throne until he had turned 100, to preserve her legacy.

         As for her husband, Kellion, he became sanctified by the priests of Nidaeham for his deeds in stooping the Beirrad Plague. They named him Saint Kellion Holboscri the Kind.

         Then, at the point of her death, the people fully realized the change in the meaning of her epithet, “the Red.” To the Aelindhe, the meaning changed from the blood she spilled in the palace courtyard all those years ago, to her own blood that she spilled, and the love that she showed, for her people. Willing to lay down her own life for their benefit.

         The two were buried together, as was their request, underneath the willow tree where they had been engaged and married. There they remain to this day, as a testament of the love they shared for one another. Marked into the headstone beneath the willow tree that still remains to this day (beyond all plausible reason, as willow trees do not live long at all), is a small message in the three languages of the Northern Continent (Aubrevesse, Algûvodi, and Nidaenesse):

> ***“Here rests High Queen Craevys ‘the Red’ Pulmórelle and her beloved husband St. Kellion Holboscri the Kind. The persevered the ages and saved one another’s lives. May the love they held dear for each other be a lesson to us all, that we may know the greatest love story the world will ever see.”***
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