15 Drakonis
Dearest Fergus,
I had intended to sneak this into your pack along with the letters from Oriana and Oren, but then the mabari, and the rats in the larder, and well, you know. It's always something. I'll send it out with Father in the morning instead, and you'll have something to read while you're in Ostagar.
I really will miss you, big brother. I miss you already, to be truthful, and you away for mere hours. Do not stay away as long as you did in Antiva, courting Oriana. And especially don't bring back another wife! The one you already have will kill you, never mind her protests about women and violence. There's always poison in your afternoon tea.
Don't worry, I will be sure to look after them, especially Oren. Oriana misses you already as well, though Oren seems more occupied with his upcoming sword lessons. Yes, he managed to convince me already. Your son already shares a good measure of your irresistible "charm". He will be a dangerous man when he grows up! I will enjoy watching the noblewomen fight over him.
Kill the darkspawn and hurry home to us. I do not feel right, holding these lands in Father's stead, or in yours. I know this will be my lot in life in the years to come, as the wife of some noble or another (Mother has begun to talk of Bann Teagan of Rainefaire, what do you know of him?) but I hope not for some years to come. I would rather have you and Father here instead.
I suppose I must be off to bed. My duties await me in the morning, and Couslands always do their duty. Yes, I can imagine you repeating the mantra with me, but it is true enough. Tomorrow will be Ser Gilmore's trial for the Grey Warden. I know that you think I would be a good recruit, but I am glad that he is not here for me, as is Father, I know. The idea of fighting for a living…it does not appeal, Fergus, even though you say I have talent. I would rather take up my sword and shield when needed than live that life day in and day out.
But I must go. I hope that this letter finds you well, and not freezing in the rain. Too much. Take care, brother, and bring yourself home in one piece.
Your loving sister,
Amelia
A/N This is a little project that my muse would not stop bugging me about until I started. For those of you reading my other story, I have not stopped on it, and I am done with my thesis and defense, but it's taking a little bit for my muse to start pontificating on that story again! So in the meantime, here are some short bits that hopefully will get her going again.
