“She appears to have been somewhat more inten8onal and
deliberate than I had previously thought.
Had I men8oned that she had been unjustly accused of
witchcra@ in her youth? I had not? Perhaps this was owing to
her friendship and fondness for cats.”
“Or perhaps because of a reputa8on as an industrious, virtuous,
studious. . .
‐‐ah. Here is the historic record: We have rid the village of yon
obnoxious mayden, henceforth shamed with the name of
Goodytwoshoes. A pox of her for learning the tendre youth
“And more importantly, she le@ a wriIen record of her
“Whereas opportunities for women are limited, my heir from
henceforth shall be an heirefs.”
“Whereas virtue tendeth to human felicity, chief among thefe the
steadfaft and loyal love of family and friends, my heirefs shall profefs
“Whereas shee is the queen among flowers, my heirefs shall be named
And for all pofsterity, ye motto of all who calleth themfelves my
descendants fhall bee—”
In the mean"me, there were construc"ve things that needed to
be done, such as pain"ng genera"onal portraits–
And wri"ng a best‐selling roman"c novel, a task to which Elaine
is uniquely suited.
Luckily, gooey romance never goes out of style.
There are long‐established tasks for Legacy husbands as well, and Ian set
to work earning his gold toy making badge–with li7le complaint by him,
or anyone else, as long as he could wear shirtless pajamas.
Elaine’s plan to become a Professional Party Guest had to be put on
As for Penelope and Dinadan, there wasn’t much to do except for ﬁshing.
Or playing with and training cats, like Cappucino.
In fact, not just a baby, but twin girls. Why couldn’t I have twin girls
when I needed them? This is Brangienne.
And this is Iseult. I’m thrilled to get a li7le gene"c variety.
And Palomides‐‐ he’s just glad to have babies. He’s a Family Sim with the
LTW to send three children to college, so he might as well get started
Another set of Family Sims who can’t wait to get started—Lenore and
Of course, the father of the bride, Stanley Legacy of the Victorian
Legacy, , was invited.
Carmilla: As if anyone has to get married.
Actually, I suspect Stanley has always felt a bit uneasy about not being
married to the mother of his child, but aHer all, he’s had plenty and he
has married very few of them.
Zane appears to be a bit worried about the wedding, but then he worries
about everything. There’s nothing really to worry about.
Zane: Married! We’re gedng married!
Lenore: Yes, we’re gedng married.
Znae: OMG! Married! We’re gedng married!
Lenore: You need to let me put this ring on your ﬁnger, swee"e. Focus.
Gilbert: Romance, it is magniﬁque, n’est‐ce pas?
Gilbert: As is the cake. He is my masterpiece.
Cassidy: Yay for Zane and Lenore and the cake!
Suppor"ve spouses, how we love them.
I’m not sure that Zane and Lenore will even no"ce the cake. I hope he’s not too
Zane: This is the happiest day of my en"re life.
Lenore: I can’t promise you’ll always be happy, Zane. But I promise I will
always do everything in my power to help you be happy.
And Lenore is a fairly powerful woman. I’d take that seriously.
Count Whoopie: Yay! I don’t have to do evening weddings! Yay
Max: What, precisely, are you doing here?
SJ: Applauding. What does it look like? What are you doing here?
Max: I am a friend of the bride’s family.
SJ: Well, I AM the groom’s family. He just doesn’t know it. Have you got
a problem with that?
Max: Not par"cularly.
SJ: Good. Now quit drawing a7en"on to me. I’m trying to be
Zane: Yeah. Make sure you tell Dad so. It’ll make him really happy.
SJ: Meh, the best way to compliment a cake is to eat it.