Letters

A pale-haired Page delivers a letter for the Chaosian Lord one afternoon soon after his meeting with the Queen. Sealed in wax with the Princess' insignia, his name is delicately written on the envelope. A hint of white jasmine flavors the envelope as he opens it. Inside, it reads:

Dearest Lord Kendall~

I sit here at my desk wondering how I can possibly capture all the things I want to share with you. What I had hoped would be a pleasant cultural exchange, evolved into a morning I will never forget. You were a thoughtful and gentle companion; gifting me with the opportunity to learn about you.

Each time my eyes catch the blossom you gave me, a smile warms my heart. As the wind blows through the drapery in my room, I am reminded of how the fabric of my gown sounded swirling around our feet in the grotto.

You gave me something I could have never asked for - a fond memory that I will cherish all my days.

I wait with great anticipation for Fortune to smile and allow our paths cross again.

With care~
Princess Margot


It is perhaps two hours later when another page arrives at Margot's door to deliver an answering message, her name and accompanying filigree drawn with care on the outside, the seal of dark green wax leaving no question as to its origin.

Princess Margot,

I am gratified to learn that our meeting in the garden was so very enjoyable for you, as a single blossom can hardly be measured against the enchanting gift of your company. Those who understand the dictates of duty are uniquely qualified to treasure the times when duty entwines with pleasure and beauty.

I, too, look with great anticipation toward our next meeting, so that we may spin more tales of our homes and customs. The waves below Maeve's Vigil are a frequent reminder of you and your wish to visit the seaside cliffs, and I would be glad to accompany you. Please again consider my time at your disposal.

With Fondest Regards,
Lord Kendall qil Chanicut

His symbol is again marked below his name.


Later in the day, another Page returns, with an envelope addressed as the previous one. The Princess' insignia held the letter closed, wafts of white jasmine upon the stationary.

Dearest Lord Kendall~

Once again I feel compelled to compare your gift of words of that to a Bard’s. You paint lovely pictures with your words; words that incite emotion and action alike. I consider time spent with you a precious commodity that I do not wish to take advantage of, regardless of what my personal desires may be. The most treasured moments are those that are captured breaths in time.

Our first rendezvous only piqued my curiosity of you and the world that you call home. It would please me greatly if you would join me on an adventure to the cliffs tomorrow. I can only imagine that a second gathering, mid-morning, with perhaps a shared picnic meal, would bring greater joy to my heart.

Should such an engagement create a conflict in your schedule, I welcome an alternative recommendation that accommodates your time.

I patiently await your response.

With care~
Princess Margot


It is sometime later in the day when a page returns to Margot's chamber with another note from the Chanicut tower, addressed and marked as before.

Princess Margot,

Again, you pay my poor expressions tribute while giving no heed to the music of your own words. You weave enthralling tapestries that bring concepts to life that might otherwise lie still and lifeless in a tangle of random threads.

Your suggestion of an expedition to the sea tomorrow with a midday meal is excellent. I would suggest meeting at the stables at 10 chimes of the clock. I look forward to the opportunity to again behold the humors that pass across your features - like the turning of the Chaos Sky, ever changing, ever lovely.

With Fondest Regards,
Lord Kendall qil Chanicut

His sigil marks the parchment.


Almost immediately, a letter is returned to Maeve's Vigil. There was little doubt as to who the sender was. As always, Lord Kendall's name was on the envelope. The familiar scent of jasmine touches his senses as he cracks the seal.

Dearest Lord Kendall~

I will wait with great impatience for the clock to chime 10… it is my only prayer that times passes with ease and alacrity.

Warmly~
Princess Margot

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