Edith Morgenstern ღ Freyja (allmycharm) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-01-24 22:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !zurvan, aeneas, freyja, gwynevere |
twenty-nine.
[As she told her sister, she herself would deal with the invitation to Arthur. It hadn't been immediate but she sent it off the moment she had the chance. Freyja made easy work of it, keeping it light (keeping it like he was already a dear, dear friend) and then had it sent off during the weekend.
Dearest Arthur,
Your health and region's well-being are things I hope are well. Camlann suffers little if at all and, no doubt, we all have the marriages between our regions in mind. Such joyous times are ahead of us, wouldn't you agree, sweeting? Keeps one's spirit uplifted and all that goodness. I do think, sometimes, once I have my siblings secure in happiness I may consider a marriage of my own. Perhaps!
I'll not drown you in pleasant talk too much for this letter has a stronger purpose. For sake of my sister's comfort as well as to get to know you much better, I propose you come here for a week. At the end of that week, my sister and your general's betrothed will accompany you to Mictlan to stay with you a week. This should give all peace of mind about what is to come as well as certainty that it is right. A chance to bond and such lovely business.
Consider it for our futures. I'm sure you will want my sister to feel at peace with the marriage and yourself.
With regards and love,
Queen Freyja of Camlann
[a red kiss mark is printed here]
The paper is then scented lovingly with one of her signature perfumes (one with notable hints of jasmine and neroli), sealed in an envelope and sent. She prayed by the beginning of the next month Arthur would not only have responded but would arrived. Polyxena's feelings about the whole matter came first.]
It'll be lovely when majority of the world begins to thaw from the season affecting some of us. I've always been greatly fond of fertile seasons opposed to the barren ones.
No, there is no code in that, it's a desire to
Cats are such troublesome creatures. Pesky thing. Now I need to go see what's knocked over.