A Royal Warrant of Precedence is a warrant issued by the Monarch of the United Kingdom to determine precedence amongst individuals or organisations.
Most warrants of this type are issued to grant a rank to a member of the nobility or gentry that they would normally have enjoyed when their relative (usually their sibling) inherits a title, but failed to assume automatically due to such circumstances as the death of their father (see courtesy title). The warrants are usually issued to the following effect:
“ | The King/Queen has been pleased to ordain that And to command that the said Royal Concession and Declaration be recorded in His/Her Majesty's College of Arms . |
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Below is a list of such warrants in descending order of rank (note: the Order of Precedence for males and females is separate from one another):
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Read more about Royal Warrant Of Precedence: Younger Son of A Duke, Younger Son of A Marquess, Younger Son of An Earl, Younger Son of A Viscount, Younger Son of A Baron/lord of Parliament, Daughter of A Duke, Daughter of A Marquess, Daughter of An Earl, Daughter of A Viscount, Daughter of A Baron/lord of Parliament, Wife of A Baronet
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