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The Letter
"We dance 'round in a ring and suppose,
While the secret sits in the middle and knows."
—Robert Frost
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My dearest fair lady,
My sincerest apologies for inviting you at such a spontaneous time. Regardless, I will get to the point: there will be a ball to celebrate a surprise occasion (you shall find out if you so wish to accept this invitation). The ball will be held in two days from now—on the twenty-second of August, from exactly nine o'clock to midnight. Attire will, of course, consist of the usual ballroom gowns for the ladies and tuxedos for the gentlemen. However, this will be a masquerade party, so a mask of some sort is a necessity. Food and refreshments will be provided, as always.
Thank you for taking the time to read this letter. Please consider, and may I see you there, my lovely robin.
Sincerely yours,
Viscount Druitt
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(Very, very short prologue, but I felt the need to throw this out as a way to set up the premise of the story.)
I know I shouldn't be starting another WIP, but seriously, the inspiration I have for this is crazy. Updates will more than likely be random, but I'm planning on at least a chapter every few days or something. Also, to anyone who doesn't know, this is based on my original drabble, "Robin and the Blue Jay". There will, of course, be similarities between the drabble and this story. However, I've played around with it to extend the storyline. There will be drama, yes, but fluff and romance too. And, of course, wonderful pairings. :)
Anyway, please review! :D