#Jitka vzkazuje, že ti to sluší tak, že to máš nosit pořád.
Souhlasím.
He gave a courteous bow expected of someone of their stature but she could tell, by the looks of his thickened hand and uncomfortably his neck lowered- he was not of a noble blood. My lady, he said, I’m here to take you away.
(6.3/?)
#hansry #jitka
He approached her as she descended to the courtyard where gifts catalogued. Unremarkable, had it not been the occasion. He looked about Jitka’s age, maybe a few more years of hardship on this God’s earth.
(6.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
The envoy from Rattay was heralded by a young man. They said he was a squire belonging to her groom-to-be. They said he was the man who saved her future husband many times over. They said he was the closest council he’d ever had. They said, they said, they said.
(6.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
The old woman was saying something, but the words lost their meaning long ago. Jitka’s hand gave one final squeeze and it was done.
(5.3/?)
#hansry #jitka
The granddaughter’s teary brown eyes pierced Jitka. Her free hand rubbed on her modest linen skirt, pinching the fabric with force and leaving wrinkles as the grip loosened. Jitka’s gaze dropped to the floor, her breath shallow.
(5.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
Jitka said her good-byes to her nursemaid, to the elder woman’s granddaughter. The young women held hands in silence, as the nursemaid dabbed tears from her cloudy eyes and blew her nose into a well-used rag. They stood there without a word, grip firm.
(5.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
Nonsense, her maid chirped. We are bringing many worldly goods in exchange for his lordship’s kindness in marriage. My young lady is finally to be an honest woman! The maid continued in sing-song voice. Gifts they were, and she was also one.
(4.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
So she packed her belongings, little what she cared for, yet the carriage was ten times what she wanted to bring. Dresses, jewelries, silver. Spices, perfumes, more silver. Trunks full of groschen. I wish to travel light, Jitka protested.
(4.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
My poor daughter, I cannot take away your sky blue eyes and milky white skin and golden locks of hair. It is my sin to bare such a lovely daughter.
(3.3/?)
#hansry #jitka
If what she held in her hand wasn’t a marriage proposal portrait one could easily think this be an illumination of a heavenly creature. His blond hair shined and blue eyes stared back at Jitka. But beauty was also a sin, her mother often said.
(3.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
Jitka wondered, who is this lord of Pirkstein am I to marry. The rumors had it he was not a man of much substance. That he was a handsome man who accompanied the notoriety of such beauty.
(3.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
Nor is blue, it was too sinful. She said it would make men lust, her eyes with the color full of remorse and regret, lamented again why her only child was born a daughter but not an heir, because the world was not to be a kind place for a woman of her stature.
(2.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
You’ve ruined the embroidery, mother said. She took the frame from the young woman’s hand. Oh, red is not a good color for a christian woman to wear, said her mother as she smoothed the fabric back to the frame.
(2.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
The upward needle resting on her knee lightly pricked her décolleté, and she startled awake from momentary stupor to her father’s age tired voice, how wonderful of an occasion this was to be, swallowing her silence. Finally, his daughter to marry an influential bloodline.
(1.2/?)
#hansry #jitka
The wooden embroidery frame hit the floor. Red silk thread in the midst of stitch attached to a needle still, hung taut as the frame made impact with the ground with a quiet thud. She gripped the needle with her fingers turn white, slowly leaned forward to retrieve the frame.
(1.1/?)
#hansry #jitka
#kcd #KingdomComeDeliverance #hanscapon #henryofskalitz #hansry #drydevil #heinrich #bp_kcd_au #jitka
Something something family portrait
#hanscapon #kcd2 #kcd #hanushofleipa #jitka #kingdomcomedeliverance
Let's match and don't tell Hans
#hanush #kcd2 #kcd #hanushofleipa #jitka #kingdomcomedeliverance
One more abandoned brickyard: Bořínov near Nedvědice. Jitka standing in an empty kiln.
Ještě jedna opuštěná cihelna: Bořínov u Nedvědice. Jitka stojící v prázdné cihlářské peci.
#brick #brickyard #kiln #abandoned #factory #cihelna #borinov #nedvedice #jitka #pec
some headcanon work organization for fan comics.
leaving here so I can find later
P_MSC
#jankepka #jitka #P_MSC
Právě jsem vyděsil #Jitka prostou větou: No a máme obě děti plnoletý.
A přitom taková blbost, co?
Právě jsem vyděsil #Jitka prostou větou: No a máme obě děti plnoletý.
A přitom taková blbost, co?
Chtěli jsme do Hvaru, ale když #Jitka miluje Stari Grad.
#loďovolená25
Chtěli jsme do Hvaru, ale když #Jitka miluje Stari Grad.
#loďovolená25
@schmaker Já mám vejce benedikt, #Jitka royal (místo slaniny losos a kaviár).
Skvěle připraveno i dochuceno.
#Jitka dodává, že nebrat tvaroh ve vaničce, má zbytečně moc syrovátky, jen v kostkách.