The Torlin Kerru

This was originally written on Feb 23, 2012.

Okay! The day you have all waited for has finally come! The marriage of Kuki and Wally!

Reviewers: *Applause and cheers*

Kuki: *finishes reading the chapter* Wait-that's not what happens in this chapter!

Reviewers: WHAT!

Me: It is not? Oh, wrong chapter! Hahaha, but we still have wedding bells ringing! Just not the ones you would expect…hehehehehe.

Kuki: That was just plain cruel, what you did to those poor reviewers.

Me: So? Can we please get on with the chapter?

Kuki: I thought your goal was to get over 5,000 words in this chapter since the last two were only around 3,000.

Me: Yea, and I am cheating by doing this. Let us get on with the rest of the chapter.

Words: 5,864

Previously on Kuki Enchanted:

She turned and faced me with a calculating look. "Well, quid pro quo, Kukihana; what do you have for me?"

"Anything," I said eagerly, clasping my hands together and bouncing on the balls of my feet, "Only tell me what to do and I will obey you." I cheered silently. I could both save Ben and satisfy my thirst to obey more orders.

Mother stared at me for a moment, before a triumphant smirk spread across her face. "Outstanding. You are striking enough, I suppose. Stupid of me not to have thought of you before. Get your friend into the carriage, Kuki. We'll leave straight away."

"Shouldn't we bid farewell to NoahElla and Dolostone?" I asked as I wheeled Ben forward.

"That grease ball and his abnormal wife? They are too busy sobbing over some gift a faerie gave them. It is a pity…I heard three faeries were in attendance at this wedding, and I saw no sign of them." Ben and I exchanged a small glance, oh the irony.

Once the carriage driver and I had lifted Ben inside and we had all settled in, we began to move. Ben soon fell asleep, and Mother finally addressed me.

"You are just in time to put your deportment training to good use."

"Just tell me what I must do."

Mother remained silent for a good while. I began to fall asleep.

"I am bankrupt."

Her words jerked me awake. "Excuse me?"

"I sold an estate that I did not own to some very crafty trolls, and they've found me out. When we return to Frell, they will be waiting there for me, and I'll have to pay them. We will be left penniless, and I will have to sell the manor, all our furniture, even this carriage. And, Kukihana, I shall have to sell even you, too."

"What do you mean?" I asked her, my tantalizing thirst for commands had ceased momentarily at the statement mother had made.

"You must marry so that we can be wealthy once again."

She meant so that she could be wealthy again. Though I understood how horrible this was, I could not have cared less at the moment; my entire being thrilled at the command. "Yes, Mother. I will do it gladly. When?"

"You ask when and not to whom? Are you so anxious to wed that it matters not who your husband will be?" She asked me, her eyebrows raised in a perfect arc.

"I am not anxious to wed, Mother. Only to do your bidding."

Mother stared at me in shock. "What did they do to you at Gallagher's? It is no wonder you ran away.

Once we reached our manor, I nearly forgot about Ben in my haste to see Kami. I rushed inside while Mother spoke to our driver, pulling Ben along in the wagon.

Kami was cutting up vegetables in the kitchen, and she had a dark amethyst parrot settled on her shoulder. I threw myself into her arms and she squeezed me so tight that I gasped for breath once she had released me.

She hugged me so tight, I could barely breathe. "Kuki! Kuki, my sweet."

The parrot squawked in Gnomic, "!chocH !choe echachoed dh zchoaK !chocH" I wished she'd never stop squeezing me. I wished I could spend the rest of my life as a child, being slightly crushed by someone who loved me.

"Oh Kuki, sweetie, I'm so happy!" She cried, tears streamed down both our faces. "But who is this?" Kami asked, smiling at Ben with a little nod, which he returned with a hesitant wave.

"This is my friend Ben. He's the victim of one of Henrietta's spells," I explained, shooting Kami a meaningful look. She raised her eyebrows in response. "His leg is lame and the other is broken." I stated.

"Well, I'm sure we'll be able to sort you out a little," Kami assured Ben, "My name is Kami; I'm the cook here at the Sanban Manor."

"KUKI!" Came the shout of Jess and Sallee as they came running in and choking me in their hug.

"We missed you so much!" Jess squealed, her scarlet hair flying as she gave me another choking hug.

"It's true, our free time is now spent helping mom take care of Leslee." Sal said as she gave me another hug, one less chokingly than Jess'. I watched as Kami laughed at the sight of us.

"For you." Jess said taking out ear plugs from a pocket in her dress. "Your gonna need them for the next few months, Les has some big lungs." She said as I took the ear plugs, laughing along with everyone else.

"Thanks." I said, smiling, "Speaking of Little Leslee, where is the little one? Kami told me about her in her last letter, but I long to see the little one for myself." I said just as Sonya walked in with Little Leslee on her hips.

"Did I hear the little miss?" Sonya said as I walked over to.

"Yup! And is this Little Leslee?" I asked happily as the little girl with bright blue eyes giggled at me.

"Yup, and little is she not." She said. "She is growing so fast, everyday she changes."

I laughed, "Can I hold her?" I asked Sonya.

"Why of course, Miss." Sonya said, as she showed me how to hold her and gently placed her in my waiting arms.

Leslee cooed at me as I rocked her gently. "She is so adorable, Sonya." I told her, handing her back.

"Thank you, Kuki. Now this little one must get to her nap time." She said, and she walked out of the kitchen with Sal behind her.

"Hi, I'm Jess." I turned around, watching as Jess introduced herself to Ben.

"I'm Ben." He replied, a faint blush on his face.

"You look very familiar, Ben." Jess said to him.

"Yes, I was thinking the same thing about you, Jess." Ben replied,

"Jess," I said, wanting to be with Kami alone, "Can you show Ben to the servants quarters? He will be staying with us until we can locate his family." I told her. She pushed Ben in his wagon to the servants quarters and with our help, got him into a room with Jess' family. Jess offered to make sure Ben was comfortable during his stay.

After that, Kami and I rushed back to the kitchen to celebrate our reunion privately.

"I missed you so much," I murmured, pressed into her soft chest.

Kami petted the hair on my head. "I missed you too, sweetie. I am so glad you are home. Your mother never should have sent you to that school in the first place."

I hummed in reply and nestled closer to her. The desire for a new order had quieted for the moment; such was my joy in seeing Kami again.

Eventually we pulled apart and fell into our easy rhythm, chatting and gossiping while I helped her prepare the rest of the vegetables. She introduced me to the parrot, Buddy, who ruffled his feathers importantly when I greeted him in Gnomic.

"Kami," I spoke hesitantly after a while, "Do you think you could heal Ben's legs?"

Kami frowned sadly. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I can't. That's big magic."

"What is the point of being magical if you cannot do anything magical?" I huffed. Kami just looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry," I sighed, "I know. Even still, I thought I would ask."

Mother appeared at the door suddenly.

"Kamilla," she nodded her head slightly in acknowledgment, "Tomorrow we shall be having a very important guest for dinner. I have ordered Elfin mushrooms for the occasion. They are a delicacy, so I want them well prepared and delicious."

"Who is this guest?" Carol asked me once Mother had left.

"My husband-to-be, possibly," I sang, "Oh Kami! I'm so glad!"

Kami gaped at me, dropping the knife in her hands. It fell a ways but then rose back into her hand as if of its own accord.

"Your- your what?" she asked me, her eyes wide.

Buddy squawked out in Gnomic, "chocH", which was roughly translated to "Oh, oh my, or even eek!"

"My husband. Mother is bankrupt, so I must marry so she can comfort herself with a new source of wealth."

Kami's eyes were stormy and bright. "She's gone too far this time! What is she thinking, marrying off a young lady like you? And you! What are you so happy about? It's not as though you wish to marry a complete stranger!"

"No, not for that," I agreed eagerly, "I'm just so ecstatic to do whatever Mother tells me to!"

She gripped my chin and narrowed her eyes, staring straight into my face. "What's happened to you, Kiki?"

"I found Henrietta, Kami. And she made me be happy to be obedient."

I watched as all the color drained out of Kami's face. She looked more ghost than faerie. "Oh, no. No, sweetie, no! She didn't do that to you…" She pulled me close and buried her face in my hair. I could feel her body shaking as she cried.

"Don't be upset," I soothed, rubbing circles on her back, "I don't feel cursed anymore. I can be happy now. See, if you listened to me, you wouldn't be upset anymore."

"Kuki," Kami's voice was thick with tears, "Despite the curse, you were never an obedient or submissive person. Now she's turned you into a marionette on strings. How can I not be upset?"

I held her close until the last of her tears fell. She pulled back and cradled my face in her hands, staring at me with a thoughtful, frustrated expression.

"I see Henrietta has some new tricks up her sleeves," she observed regretfully, before giving me a watery smile. "You must be hungry. Shall we make some dinner?"

"Only tell me what I must do," I agreed eagerly.

But she didn't. From that moment on, bossy Kami never issued another order. She didn't speak of my new found love of obeying, but it must have prompted her to stop giving me instructions. I supposed she did this out of spite for Henrietta, but she shouldn't have bothered. There was no way for Henrietta to know of Kami's reaction, and I was deprived of many a command to happily obey.

The next morning, while Kami, Sal, Jess, Ben and I shared a breakfast of fresh croissants and blueberries, a boy delivered the special mushrooms Mother had ordered. Kami read the label on the package aloud,

"Torlin Kerru." Kerru meant tea, but I had never heard the word Torlin before.

"Do you know what it means?" I asked Kami curiously.

"No…" Kami trailed off, frowning.

She examined the box again, Kami frowned. "Sweetie, would you look up that 'torlin' word for me?" She said, a hitch in her voice.

I did as I was told and found the word as I read it out loud, " 'Torlin (tor'lin), n., justice; fairness,'." I read from my dictionary. " 'Tor'lin ker'ru, justice mushrooms; induce feelings of liking and love in those who eat them; used in elfish courts of law to settle civil disputes."

"I'll torlin kerru her but!" Kami said angrily, as she bustled around the kitchen.

"It doesn't matter," I said.

"It matters to me." Kami stated as she yanked on her boots and flung her cloak over her shoulders. "I'll be back soon. Please keep the broth from coming to grief."

I shrugged my shoulders, thinking ahead to tonight's dinner. I would be glad to wed my husband, because Mother ordered it, but I knew I would likely be unhappy afterwards. I didn't want to be married to a man for the rest of my life and to do…things with him that I've heard girls at Gallagher's had regularly spoken of in far too explicit detail. Moreover, what kind of companion would my husband make? He might be malicious, or inattentive, or barmy... I doubted Mother took these kinds of considerations in mind when choosing my husband-to-be. Only her happiness mattered to her, not mine, as well as the new size of her fortune. I contented myself with the idea of persuading Kami to order me to be happy in my marriage. I suspected she would not deny me such a thing if I could make her see how miserable I would be otherwise. Or perhaps, If Kami would deny me the command, I could persuade my husband to issue the command to me, instead.

Buddy landed on my shoulder and pecked lightly at my ear. "!chocH !jdgumkwu azzoogH" he squawked in my ear.

Lovely! An order. I had to kiss him. I turned my head and managed to kiss a wing as he flew to perch on a high shelf.

"!jdgumkwu azzoogH" he squawked again. I approached the shelf and extended my hand. The bird obligingly hopped on. I brought him close to my face, but before I could touch my lips to a feather, he flew away to the top of a window shutter. (Hey, that rhymed!)

I ran for the chair so I could climb up to him, but as soon as I was high enough, he flew off. I huffed in annoyance, as my complaints started to take hold and I had to go and stir the broth. But I still had complaints for my order that Buddy had issued to me.

When Kami returned half an hour later, I had a spoon for stirring the broth in one hand and a strainer for catching Buddy in the other, and I was breathless from running from one to the other.

The curse must have known I was trying to obey, because my complaints hadn't started; I wasn't dizzy or faint or in pain, but I was weeping. Buddy wouldn't let me obey and be happy. "Kuki! What's afoot?"

"A-wing! What's a-wing," I corrected, starting to laugh through my tears. "Buddy won't let me kiss him."

"Don't kiss the filthy creature," Kami ordered, releasing me from the birds command.

"!jdgumkwu azzoogH" he cried to me and flew around the kitchen

"He did it again," I complained as if I was six instead of sixteen.

"Don't kiss him." Kami told me again, and I got an idea, I just hoped it would work. I turned towards Buddy, and spoke in Gnomic.

",pwoch ech jdgumkwu azzoogH" I told Buddy, hoping he'd adopt my addition. I repeated it. ".pwoch ech jdgumkwu azzoogH"

He liked it. ".pwoch ech jdgumkwu azzoogH"

Much better. The new version was "Do not kiss me." I would be delighted every time he said it. After we put the kitchen to rights, we began to replace the Torlin Kerru with innocent mushrooms that Kami had brought at the market.

"Maybe I should eat the elfish ones." I said.

"I don't want you hoodwinked even if you don't care, you already have enough magic in you, I don't want to add anymore."

Mother came into the kitchen. "How is our dinner faring?" she asked genially. Then her face darkened. "Why aren't you using my mushrooms, Kami?" She dropped a quick curtsy. "I don't know these elfish ones, ma'am. Maybe they're not fine enough."

I didn't want her to be blamed, so I spoke. "I told her to exchange them when she wasn't sure."

"I sent you to finishing school so you wouldn't be a cook's helper, Kukihana." She snapped at me, then turned her attention back to Kami, "Kamilla, you must use the elfin mushrooms. If you let them go to waste, I will sneak into your room at night and shove the rotting fungi down your throat. Understood?"

"Yes, my Lady," Kami said, dropping into a quick curtsy. All three of us were well aware of the resentment simmering just underneath Kami cool, controlled exterior. Mother smiled nastily. Kami got a fierce look in her eyes.

Mother turned her gaze towards me, "Now go get ready for dinner and try to pick out something in your wardrobe that does not make me want to choke to death on my own bile."

I rushed up the stairs to my room, happy for the first time in my life to have someone else dictate my clothing choices.

I dressed in a royal blue gown that had a white sash. The sleeves rested a little below my shoulders and had a sweetheart neckline. I let my hair fall against my back and placed a royal blue headband that I borrowed from Jess in my hair. I took my beautiful sapphire necklace that Aunt Morgan gave me for thirteenth birthday and placed it around my neck, it was passed down to the eldest girl in the Sanban family, and since Aunt Morgan was sure that she was not having any children, she gave it to me.

An hour later, I met my prospective husband. He was pleasantly plump and handsome enough, though old enough to be my Father. His name was Thomas, Duke of Mannly, and Uncle to Evangeline and Elizabeth, The very same uncle that Evangeline and Elizabeth had hoped would never remarry, as they stood to inherit his estate when he died. I would have smirked at the poetic justice. I waited for him in the study, a half-finished square of embroidery spread across my lap. I had barely seated myself when Mother opened the door.

"And this is my daughter, Kukihana." Mother introduced me.

"And is this she?" He inquired to Mother, striding closer and looking me up and down. I shivered under his invasive gaze.

"This is my daughter, Kuki." I curtsied and the duke bowed, while still looking me over with pursed lips.

"She's pretty delicate," He said appraisingly, "I am not sure if she could provide me with any sons." My lip curled at both his attitude and the idea of making a child with him.

Mother slapped me on the back. "She's stronger than he looks. She comes from Johnson stock, so I am sure she will prove excellent at conceiving a child."

The earl bowed. I stood and curtsied. He was older than Mother, with shoulder-length curled dark brown hair. His face was as thin as a greyhound's, with a long nose above a drooping mustache. He had a hound's sad eyes too - brown with white showing above the lower lid and bags of skin below.

I sat again and he bent over my handiwork. "Your stitches are neat and so tiny. My mother made the smallest stitches too. You could barely see them." When he spoke, I saw teeth as small as a baby's, as though he'd never gotten a second set. I could picture the toddler earl, peeking into his mother's lap and flashing those wee pearls at her exquisite embroidery.

When we married, I would try to imagine that he was almost as young as his teeth.

Leaving my side, he turned eagerly to Mother. "You could not hold such a position as I heard you express yesterday, my friend," the earl said. "I hope you will explain yourself more fully."

They were discussing punishments for bandits. The earl thought they should be shown mercy. Mother believed they should be treated harshly, put to death even, as an example.

"If a bandit came here and made off with these valuables" - Mother waved her hands at the things she was in the process of selling - "I'd be unnatural if I weren't enraged. And unnatural if I didn't act on my rage."

"Perhaps you couldn't help being angry," the earl answered, "but you could certainly stop yourself from repaying one offense with another." I agreed with the earl and thought of an argument tailor-made for Mother. "Suppose the thief didn't steal outright," I said. "Suppose he robbed you through deception. Would that thief deserve the same punishment as a bandit?"

"A different case entirely," Mother answered. "If I allowed a rogue to cheat me, I would deserve my fate. The knave would deserve some punishment perhaps, but not a severe one. I would have been a gullible fool and not worthy of my wealth."

The earl nodded at me. "The cases are not so different," he said. "If an armed bandit made off with your possessions, you might be at fault for failing to protect your home. You might then also not be worthy of your wealth. Why should a robber sacrifice his life for your carelessness?"

"Your logic is irrefutable, although its foundation isn't sound." Mother smiled. "Two opponents are more than I can defend against. You have much in common with my daughter, Mannly. You are both soft hearted." Neatly done, Mother. Now the earl and I were a pair.

Dinner was announced Mother led the way to the dining room, leaving the earl to offer me his arm.

The torlin kerru appeared in our first course, as a salad accompanying chilled quail eggs.

"The mushrooms are elf-cultivated," Mother said. "Our cook found them in the market and I wanted to serve them to you, although, frankly, I detest fungi. Try them, Kuki."

I beamed at the command and tasted the elfin mushrooms. The mushrooms were bland. Their only flavor came from the lemon and sage Kami had sprinkled on them.

"I'm sorry, Lady Josephine," the earl said. "Mushrooms of every variety make me ill. I do enjoy quail eggs, however."

The torlin kerru's effect was rapid. By the time Kami had whisked away my plate, I was wondering why I had thought the earl resembled a hound when he was really quite handsome.

I was liking Mother too. By the time we reached the soup course, I was calling the earl "sweet Thomas" in my thoughts and smiling at him after every spoonful.

When the fish stew arrived, I suggested to Kami that she give him an extra ladle. Mother struggled not to laugh. Even without mushrooms, the earl warmed to me. "Your daughter is charming, Lady Josephine." he said during dessert.

"I had no idea she'd grow up so well," she answered. "I must marry her off quickly, or spend all my days looking over her beaux."

Back in the study after dinner, I drew my chair close to the earl. Then I picked up my embroidery and tried to make my stitches so tiny that they were invisible. Thomas and Mother were discussing King Xavier's campaign against the ogres. Mother thought the king's knights weren't aggressive enough; the earl believed them to be valiant and praiseworthy. Although I wanted to pay attention to my sewing, I couldn't. Every time the earl or Mother made a point, I nodded my head in agreement, even though they disagreed.

Then I noticed that the room was chilly and settled back into my seat for warmth. "Perhaps we should build up the fire, Mother. I should hate for our guest to catch cold."

"I've never seen Kuki so solicitous," Mother said, adding a log to the fire. "She seems enamored of you, Mannly."

"I am," I murmured.

"What did you say, dear?" Mother asked. Why shouldn't she know how I felt? I wanted him to know.

"I am quite enamored with him, Mother," I said clearly, smiling at sweet Thomas. He smiled back.

"This isn't the first time I've sampled Lady Josephine's hospitality and her superior table, but you were never here before." He leaned toward me in his chair.

"She was away at finishing school," Mother said. "At the Gallagher's establishment in Jenn."

"The time was ill spent," I said, "if it delayed our meeting." Mother blushed.

"My nieces, Eva and Lizzie, are at that school. Were you three friends?" The torlin kerru had no influence over my memory, but I hated to say anything that would cause sweet Thomas' pain. I thought of Lizzie and her courtship with Nigel. And Eva's beauty that would one day belong to a maiden that was to court Wally.

"We shared a dorm." I told him.

"They are seventeen, I think. You can't be very much younger." He said. "I thought you were older, around eighteen. I thought you just looked exceptionally young for your age, like an eleven year old milk maid."

"I will be sixteen within the next month," I told him quickly.

"You are a child." He drew back in his seat I couldn't bear it.

"Not such a child," I said. "Father married when he was sixteen. If I were to die young as he did, I should like first to have lived, and loved, like he did."

The earl leaned toward me again. "You have a loving heart. I see that. More woman than child." Mother coughed and offered the earl a brandy. Then he poured a small amount for me. Thomas touched his glass to mine. "To the eagerness of youth," he said. "May it always get what it longs for." I smiled up at him and drank from my glass. I forced it down my throat.

When he left, he took my hand. "Tonight I came to visit your Mother. May I return to see you?"

"You cannot come too soon," I said. "Or too often."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

When Kami came to hug me good night, I gushed about the duke. I recounted every word, every glance, every passing touch we had shared.

"Isn't he incredible?" I breathed out.

"Oh he sounds incredible, alright," Kami replied as she snuffed out my candle, "An incredible idiot. It figures your mother would select such a man to marry you."

"But they are both wonderful," I argued fervently.

"Oh yes, simply wonderful!" Kami was almost snarling as she slammed my door shut behind her.

As I lay awake, waiting to fall to the Shores of Sleep but as usual, I remained oceans away. I imagined a dozen different scenarios in which Thomas rescued me from a pack of ogres, dueled dozens of men for my hand, bought me endless laughter and happiness…but as my eyelids slid shut, the last image in my mind was of Wally when we had clasped hands before I left him and his men. His blond hair disheveled and overgrown, in desperate need of a trim. His ocean eyes shone with affection, and the grip of his hand told me he regretted my departure.

I slept in late the next morning and woke up feeling groggy from the Torlin Kerru. I wandered down to the kitchen and slumped into a chair, feeling very queasy. Kami set a fresh cinnamon roll in front of me.

"I can't," I mumbled, resting my head in my hands.

"You should eat it, honey," Kami urged me. I rolled my eyes at her insistence of phrasing it as a request instead of an order. "I've mixed in some herbs that will help ease the after effects of the mushrooms."

That was all the encouragement I needed.

"I've been wondering, Kuki," Kami said gently as I took a delicate bite, "What happened when Henrietta gave you this new gift? Can you think back? Was it a new spell, or simply an order?"

"It was an order," I replied, not really considering what she was asking, "She told me to be happy to be obedient."

"I see." Kami let out a long sigh, and then held my face in her hands. "Don't feel happy about your curse, love. Feel however you really feel."

I was elated to obey – but I wasn't! The effects of Kami's instructions hit me full force. I choked on my own breath and held my own sides tightly, doubled over from the intensity of a variety of emotions. Kami held me as I wept in relief and misery. Once I had recovered from the sheer barrage of feeling, I remembered the mushrooms. I jerked out of Kami's embrace and stood up, my eyes now smarting with angry tears.

"How dare she?" I hissed. I felt impotent with rage, remembering the past night's events. My fawning over that insipid man, Mother's manipulation, the way both of them had appraised me like a piece of meat. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself before turning to face Kami with a stony expression.

Kami was gazing at me with trepidation. "Kuki? How are you feeling?"

I gripped my hands in front of me, they were trembling so much. "Thank you for undoing that fool faerie's command, Kami," I said quietly. I sat back down, the effects of the elfin mushrooms rushing back as my overwhelming feelings abated.

Kami picked up an envelope from the counter with my name on it. "Lovey, I hate to add to your current distress, but your mother left you a letter. I think it would be a wise for me to read it over first, in case it contains any orders."

I nodded my agreement tiredly. I finished my roll and drank a tall glass of milk as she read over the letter.

"It's safe," she said, handing it to me with a small, crooked smile.

Kuki,

You did splendid last night. I am convinced that you had that dithering idiot completely infatuated with you. Unfortunately, the lying money-grubber has a penchant for gambling and is not nearly as rich as he needs to be to keep our family in good spirits and health. He confessed as much to me this morning.

Poor, unfortunate Evangeline and Elizabeth. It looks as though their inheritance would be lost either way.

I do not have the time or, if I am being honest, the care to find you a new groom on such short notice. We must act quickly if we are to stay in the lifestyle to which we are accustomed. I will find you a wealthy heir at some point. Josephine Johnson does not know the word failure.

For now, however, I shall be the one to take a knife in the side for both our sakes.

I have recently received a proposition of marriage from a well-to-do gentleman. I have not yet given my consent to the arrangement, but I will tell him that my heart belongs to him in the next letter I write. Once our engagement is official, I will send for you so that you may become reacquainted.

I paused and shut my eyes. Reacquainted? Perhaps some part of me knew what was coming next, because I felt my chest fill with dread.

Be sure to keep our financial situation a secret from him and his family, although I'm sure the only reason Sir Monty desires this marriage is because I am irresistible and a champion.

I shall see you soon,

Your Mother

Mother was to wed Sir Monty. Ace would be my brother.

AN: So, some good news, and some...unfortunate news. Oh Kuki. It's never easy, is it?

Okay, see if you can figure out what torlin kerru is in reference to one of my fanfictions...guess! (You'll have to peruse my other account.)

Next: Wedding bells are ringing! I told you there would be abundance of wedding bells. The union of Joy and Monty (Which is actually cannon, since Joy (short for Josephine) is the name of Nigel's mom in my universe) and Monty are actually married in cannon. And this wedding is bound to attract some very important guests... perhaps even royalty? What do you think will happen?

Please review! For they make me very happy!

Love,

~LatinMagicWriter is on fire