A/N: So, I found this in one of my notebooks the other day. I find it amusing…and I wondered what I was doing when I wrote this, and I thought I'd share! So, it's set in the Golden Age and is note correspondence between the monarchs. ( Why they would write each other notes when they lived together? I'm not sure…but I still write notes to my cousin!) Enjoy!
Warning: Absolute silliness and nonsensical humor.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own anything…
Dear Edmund,
I would appreciate if you would cease holding a musical note for longer than ten seconds. Especially since you cannot, and are gasping for breath at the end. Don't kill yourself, dear brother.
Sincerely,
Queen Susan the Gentle ( who will become less so if she cannot read in peace!)
Dearest Sister,
Forgive me, but I must correct you. I can hold a solid note for twenty seconds. If you want to read, perhaps you should go into another room. We live in a castle for Aslan's sake!
Yours,
King Edmund the Just ( whose musical pursuits are much overlooked by his siblings)
Dear Peter,
It concerns me that our brother has locked himself in his room since you have banned him from practicing his singing in the study. Please, talk to him. For me, his silence is louder than his elongated notes.
Love,
Lucy
Dear Lucy,
I'd appreciate it if you would stop pestering Peter about speaking to me. He gets soppy.
Yours,
Edmund
P.S. : I made it to twenty-five seconds!
Dear Edmund,
Our sister Susan has asked me to speak to you again about this racket you are making. Quite frankly, Ed, you're a tad flat. Why don't you let your voice recover for one or two years, and then continue your pursuits.
Yours,
Peter
Dear Susan,
I know you're annoyed with Edmund, but I'm beginning to worry. He hasn't spoken a word to anyone for three days! Please speak to him and try to make amends.
Love,
Lucy
Dear Edmund,
Since you will not answer me with your vocals ( which only a few days ago, you were using ad nauseum), I resolved to write you yet another note. I didn't mean to shut you up forever. I was merely worried that you would sing yourself hoarse. Please take no offense! I apologize.
Yours,
Susan
Dearest Lucy,
I don't know what to do and I daren't go to Peter and Su. The reason I haven't spoken all week is that I have lost my voice. Should I continue to act upset and protect myself from our "elders'" wrath? I know I probably shouldn't, but you know they'll never let me live this down. Please advise me!
Yours,
Edmund
Dear Susan,
It has been two weeks of silence. Yet, this morning, I heard him begin again. Also, I believe our youngest sister is in cahoots with him. Be wary of her; we need a plan.
Yours,
Peter
Dear Lucy,
Peter suggests you encourage our "musical" brother to continue with this nonsense. Please, Lu, don't. We shall get no rest if you do.
Yours,
Susan
Dear Peter,
Let Edmund alone! He's just practicing! I promise you, he does sing well: he is only trying to stretch and strengthen his voice a bit. Besides, I tire of all three of you bickering!
Love,
Lucy
Dear Susan,
I would like to inform you, dear sister, that I will no longer be causing "that racket" as you say. I have not surrendered, mind you! I have reached my goal of thirty seconds and will not be needing to stretch my voice for a while.
Sincerely,
Edmund
P.S.: You might want to worry about Lu picking it up, though.
A/N: So…that was interesting. I think I may have wrote this when I was trying to do what Edmund was doing. I think… But, I was not successful as I am still at 25 seconds! Anyway, looking back at this makes me want to write more. Think I should continue with these notes? If yes, and if you have ideas, you can PM me or include it in a review, and I will take them into consideration, or try to incorporate them somehow:D Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed.
P.S: Title means: Letters of Kings and Queens
