Alejandro was getting worn down. His life was a long and well balanced one. He had achieved things that would insure his families name would be forever recalled, if not for always the best of reasons. But still, he secured marriages, with his daughter now presiding as Empress Downager to the realm, and another of his girls being wed to the dashing Maximilien Phillppe, that man will surely go far he reasoned. He had wanted to petition to be chamberlin, but his mind seemed too muddled to co-ordinate much effort towards this effort.
Thus Alejandro laid down his cane, and carefully lifted himself into bed. For too long had it been cold, his wife passing just a few short months after sons victories in the war, and as he closed his eyes, he felt himself slowly dwindle, so as to join her side looking over their fair children, for anon.
((so yes, Alejandro III is dead, I will be playing as the Empress Downager Caterina de Trastámara née de Soneta, so be prepared muhahahaha ))
Thus Alejandro laid down his cane, and carefully lifted himself into bed. For too long had it been cold, his wife passing just a few short months after sons victories in the war, and as he closed his eyes, he felt himself slowly dwindle, so as to join her side looking over their fair children, for anon.
((so yes, Alejandro III is dead, I will be playing as the Empress Downager Caterina de Trastámara née de Soneta, so be prepared muhahahaha ))