I decided to post a collection of short one-shots, based around letters between various characters, either in the past, present or future of the GR-world.
All requests and comments welcome! And reviews are very welcome, always =)
Chapter 1: Writing home
Request from Louisiana: "an awkward letter between Karigan and Stevic or her aunts".
Karigan looked at the few words she had scratched on the paper and scrunched up the sheet in one hand, frowning. She knew her aunt meant well, writing to her like that, but that knowledge didn't make her task any easier. She hated writing letters. Normally that was simply because she didn't want her family to worry about her, particularly her father. This time, it was somewhat different but no easier.
She tossed the ball of paper over her shoulder to join the other half dozen attempts on the bed, narrowly missing the nose of the white cat reclining there and causing the feline to open one yellow eye and regard her balefully.
Karigan scowled as she re-read Gretta's elegant script, the letter positioned to the left of her writing paper, although she knew it almost by heart now.
Kari, you had best write to your father. He was in a right state after being informed by Braymer Coyle of the events of your meeting, and has had some heated arguments with Stace over how best to proceed. First he thought the man had meant to insult his daughter somehow, by making up stories about masked men. Now he has somehow got into his head that your joining the King's service as a Green Rider is going to mean that no man will want to marry you, and you will forget all the lessons from Selium about being a lady, and be a disgrace to the Clan.
Love, he doesn't mean any of it – here she could picture her plump aunt smiling and rolling her eyes – but a few lines from you would put his mind at ease. You know how men can get, one small set-back and the whole ship might sink.
Finally, he demanded an explanation as to why Master Coyle remarked you were out of breath, and Stace had to explain the business of feminine undergarments to him. Honestly, for a once-married man you would think he might know a little of these things, but he always was thinking of business and shipments and cloth, and a very good head for business he has too, but – oh my dear, what a scene. I do not think I have ever seen my sister blush, until that moment.
Please do not be upset with him, he means well, and to find you a good match befitting the Clan status.
Perhaps you will write soon, some excellent explanation to explain your little adventure, and perhaps to say you do not mean to make a habit of throwing shoes at strange men, masked intruders or no. I am sure you will not make objection to other fine young men, once we can find one who is more suited to your temperament.
And – don't tell Stace, but perhaps you can write me a little note on the side, to describe the countenance of the masked man, was he very handsome?
Karigan sighed, folding her aunt's letter and standing as she tucked it inside her coat pocket. She pushed down the anger that threatened to bubble up inside her again at her father's attempts to marry her off. Perhaps she would go and visit Condor, and after a giving the horse a good brushing down she might feel more able to write this letter of explanation.
How could she tell her aunts and her father, that she did not plan to marry any man just yet, let alone the reason why, when she scarcely had begun to admit to herself, that her heart was already taken? How could she possibly explain to her father that she preferred the comfortable trousers and shirt of her Green Rider uniform to the smothering dresses that fashionable society required, when the poor man had only just remembered the existence of a corset? And would her father ever forgive her for putting ideas into his youngest sister's head, about the dashing Raven Mask?
I will post the next chapter after this one gets 10 reviews =)
This is planned to be the first of a series of unconnected chapters. I have plans to write chapters involving Mapstone and Stevic, Lil and King Jonaeus, perhaps Melry… Reviews will encourage me to write more! And if you have a suggestion or a prompt I will write it! Also, let me know if you would like to write something yourself to contribute to this. We have 180 days to fill while we wait!
