Christmas. I'm always amused at this world's holidays. We don't really celebrate such things at home. Every time I spend Christmas on Earth, at any time, I find myself remembering all of our family gatherings. I truly loved them, even if half of us were plotting against the other half. When you have 20 odd siblings, you find yourself needing a scorecard to keep track. I suppose we do, in a sense, although we don't celebrate "Christmas". We decorate the Palace and the City for the people - and it certainly snows. Although I miss the sight of the city from the top of the palace right now. It would be lovely.
We've tried Christmas once. It was a bit of a disaster, really. Tried to gather the whole horde of us into the Palace at one time. I love my sisters dearly but we are all cunning bitches and it only gave us all ample time to plot against one another, and my brothers all tried to curry favor with us and figure out who was supporting who for the throne next. While we women cannot rule (such an archaic rule) we do wield the ability to sway the masses, the rest of the family and the army of servants in the castle. The boys always thinking they're so smart. How else do they think we know when they're in their rooms so we can drop by for a little chat? Or who had meetings with who? Just luck?
The subtle stir of plotting at any family gathering is almost as comfortable as coffee in the morning and just as regular. Father doesn't approve of fratricide, of course, or sororicide, but it does happen or least there are a fair number of our siblings who are *missing*. (to be fair, Dad, if you can read this, it happened in Chaos, so you're being a tad hypocritical!). I have found the novels I am from. And I have read them. It is interesting to see my life told in the perspective of my favorite brother. The only one I have never had a desire to see dead. It is an interesting read, to say the least, and I've learned a lot about my siblings. Probably for the best that I am not home to use that knowledge.
I am surprised any of us made it out of infancy, to be honest.