Sweet Letters (Bitter Words)
A/N: So this is a fic that is basically based on the new show Still Star-Crossed that doesn't have a category here. So I decided to put it in the Romeo and Juliet category since Still Star-Crossed is based of Romeo Juliet.
A/N: So this an AU with Rosaline and Benvolio and I'm taking stuff from the book Still Star-Crossed , the TV Show, and Romeo and Juliet the play. It will go on it's own. It is also inspired by You've Got Mail but instead of e-mails they're letters and it's set in Shakesperian Renisance time.
My Dear Mother and Father,
I started this letter so I could properly express my grief. It has been years and yet I still feel your loss everyday. I feel it in your absence of our lives and how differently our lives would be with you in it. When facing the scorn of others I sometimes can hear your voices in my head and hear the clever thing you would say. I myself from time to time have difficulty holding my tongue. I wish you were here guiding me. I could use your great example. I could use your great sense of knowing when to stand up and when to hold your tongue with grace and dignity. You seemed to always know what to do.
Love
Your Daughter
Rosaline felt her heart sink as she searched the cemetery. She could not believe she could be so foolish to bring her letter here. When she came here the other day she wished to read it to her parents grave as a way to find some kind of solace or comfort in it. When she was about to read it to their grave she heard a noise and quickly had to leave. She dropped her letter in her haste. Now she searched for it fearing the worst that someone has read it or that it was torn to pieces. The idea that someone had read her letter was mortifying since she had bared her soul in it. She had felt so vulnerable at the thought. Then as she looked around she saw a rock and under the rock laid two pieces of parchment. She quickly lifted up the rock and saw her letter. Her joy burst to the brim and she was swept with relief as she saw her letter. It represented a deep connection to her parents. Then she noticed the other parchment. She almost ignored it knowing how much it worried her thinking about someone reading her letter. Than she wondered about the curious circumstances of it being right here by her letter. So she read it.
Dear My Lady,
I read your letter. I knew you must be missing it. So I hid it here in hopes you would find it. I hope it does not dishearten you too much, that I read your letter, My Lady, for it brought me peace. I too have lost my parents far before their time. They were my world when I was a lad. I often wonder as well what they would think of me and my behavior. Would they be proud? I do not know. They did teach me to speak out against others foolishness. As advice I wish for you to take it. Do not be afraid to speak your mind. I know our society makes such action harder on a lady. My Mother was such an outspoken Lady and it suited her well.
Best Regards
A Kindred Soul
Rosaline gaped at the letter in deep awe and wonder. Who was this man and why was he compelled to write to her? It was a kind thing to do to try to return her letter to her even though he did not know who she was. His words touched her. He had felt the same grief that she did and had some of the same thoughts that she did as well. They were kindred souls indeed. The thought filled her with comfort.
She traveled back home making sure she was well hidden and not detected by anyone. She used her secret key and returned to her servants quarters. She found her secret spot under the floor where she kept some parchment and a quill she had kept such things from her Aunt and Uncle she had saved it as long as some books and things of her parents before they passed away. She looked at Livia and made sure she was still sleeping and she put on a small candle and began to write.
Dear Kind Sir,
I thank thee for returning my letter. It is appreciated greatly. It was kind of you to share your grief as well. I am sorry for the loss of your parents I do know what kind of grief that you feel. As for me being afraid of speaking my mind that is a fear I never been able to catch. I speak it far too often. Your Mother sounds like quite the obstinate individual. It sounds like I would like her. Your parents seem like very wise individuals like mine. It is very wise to speak out up against others foolishness. If more did that I believe our world would be much a better place.
Much Gratitude
Your Kindred Soul
Rosaline returned it the next night.
Then so their letter writing became a frequent affair that she quite enjoyed. They wrote back forth and Rosaline would count the hours between when writing letters and recieving his response. She enjoyed the contents of the letters. This mysterious secret friend of hers was kind, witty, and they had so much in common. They spoke of many great things but nothing specific. It was not something they ever discussed it was simply how their letters went. Rosaline liked the idea of her mysterious secret friend remaining a secret it made this all that more exciting.
This whole letter writing had gone for about a month. Rosaline had gotten good at secretly leaving and remain hidden and undetected. It would not work on this night while their whole house was getting ready for the Masquerade Ball.
When she finally was able to make it to her secret spot she could not hide her excitement to find his letter.
Dear My Lady,
I wish thee well. I do apologize for not coming sooner but there was a ghoulish masquerade being held that my cousins begged for me to attend with them. It was a dreadful bore. I do not enjoy the spectacle and I fear it led to even great foolishness in my poor unfortunate cousin. I am trying to let him see his ill informed ways. It is my duty as his cousin and friend to lead him on the right path. I wonder do you have any advice for me in such matters? I seem to be not getting through to him. Someone as strong willed and often speaks their mind as you, I wonder if you know what to do.
With Tremendous Gratitude
Your Kindred Soul
Between the time she read his letter had to start with Juliet and the foolishness she started to act upon meeting one of the Montagues. The Montagues were always the bane of their existence. If her mysterious friend who had to deal with a cousin like she was dealing with Juliet then she must give him some sound advice.
Dear Sir,
I know exactly what you are going through. I have a foolish cousin as well. All you can do is explain to your cousin the implications of their foolishness. Use your logic and that keen intellect of yours. Also use a bit of your kindness that I have seen within you. Kindness is the sweet honey that covers up the bitter taste of being told your doing something foolish. I am sure you can get through to your cousin.
I wish you the best of luck
Your Kindred Soul
After Rosaline returned the letter in the rock she reinvigorated herself. She would stop her own cousin in her foolishness. She could take her own advice and talk some sense into Juliet. She thought of her mystery kindred soul. It was interesting that they were going through such similar things. She hoped that he would take her advice and she would take her advice as well. She would stop Juliet in her foolishness and stand up and speak her mind just like her mysterious friend advised her.
A/N3: Thanks for reading let me know what you think.