You decide to sponsor the party time across Methiant.
1095 AD, Spring
The caravan of spice arrives from Ceodwell! The powders and roots and petals and seeds smell just wonderfully, and the plethora of reds, purples, yellows, browns and blacks stain the fingers of those courtiers who were brave enough to taste the exotic spices - soon reporting the sour, sweet, spicy, extra spicy and unbearably spicy tastes of them all. Your beloved Gedavina spends some of this wonderful spice, 'cinnamon', to personally bake the sweetest apple pie you ever tasted.
The acquired Gubta spices are soon sold amongst wealthier citizens and the nobles of the Kingdom.
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The people are ecstatic to have such wonderful seasonings, and the Treasury earns a nice cut on proxy trade of the spices.
1095 AD, Mid-Spring
Your dear wife Gedavina gives birth! It is a girl again, and your Queen names her 'Isha'.
1095 AD, Two days later
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You hold the hand of your dear wife. The bout of fever struck her weakened body in the morning after Isha's birth, and the situation only worsened. Despite your healer's best efforts, the spirits of death took Gedavina in the night.
The Kingdom of Methiant begins the mourning of the death of their young Queen.
1095 AD, Summer
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You can't believe, but you miss the constant chatter and blahblah of Gedavina. The bedchambers were always full of her voice, and now your quarters are deadly silent, unless your daughters decide to break the silence with baby crying.
The sadness in your heart needs to be brushed away, but how you shall deal with your grievances?
A) By drowning the sadness in copious amounts of alcohol.
B) By spilling the sadness onto paper in poetic forms.
C) By shutting it away in depths of your heart.
D) By comissioning a statue in Gedavina's honor in palace gardens.