misereres (misereres) wrote in usurper, @ 2011-11-20 23:05:00 |
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Honoured Uncle,
Dorne is glad, as ever, to hear of your continued good health and good deeds, in this so-sudden and so-pleasant spring. We are gladdened also by the news of my sister, and request that you convey to her our joy and and love should this raven arrive before the one intended for her.
As for your queries regarding colts of pure bloodlines, they have been passed on to the royal stable master and his Lemonwood counterpart, and you will no doubt receive direct answers from both shortly.
May your path be ever clear, and water never far.
Doran Nymeros MartellHidden within, in Rhoynish:
I am grateful for your intervention, Lewyn, and your behaviour throughout. Watch the dragons and theirs well, and do what can be done for Elia and Oberyn -- they are young. All things in time.
Dearest sister,
Your good news has brought joy to the court, and most especially to my heart. Write often, for I worry, and take heed of your brother’s good advice regarding your health in this most important of times.
I send with this letter a flower from the night-blooming jasmine in the atrium, which I hope pleases you as much as it pleases me (even the flowers are glad, little sister, and come to life out of season for love of you).
DoranHidden within, in Rhoynish:
This will be answered in the fullness of time, and you will see home again, sweet, I swear it. Trust only the sun and spear, watch over Oberyn as you can, and listen to any guidance Lewyn offers. Bend, do not break.
Oberyn,
You are much missed in Sunspear (as all children of Dorne are missed), but we are glad that you remain in King’s Landing to safeguard the health of our most dear sister.
Enclosed are various financial reports requiring your immediate attention, and a picture of both you and Elia by Arianne, who I believe would quite like to paint the walls of your chambers herself before your return and is quite immune to protests.
DoranHidden within, in Rhoynish:
Do not be rash, Oberyn; the iron tang of blood is in the air, yes, but this is not our hour. Watch everyone (everything), but do nothing -- give the burnt-out dragon no reason to turn his gaze upon you, and check your anger at the prince. Do not fail me. I will send full letters with Olyvar, who will return to you soon.