I own no one. I hope y'all like the story so far, I'm trying to keep them real. I know, maybe I made Touchstone too open. Did I? I hope not… I don't know. Tell me ppl.
This chappie is just, I don't know, I guess it's the conflict. No way I was gonna let this become a lump of plot less fluff. --"" Enjoy people.
It was crazy in Ancelstierre (holy crap, I needed to refer to the book for that) Christmas was coming around, but that wasn't it. Apparently, the Abhorsen was in love with the evil dude's half brother who was rumored to be good, but no body really cared… gossip was more fun that way. And even worse, that evil dude was about to be crowned king! And then, summore, (sorry, I had to use that. Singlish gets to you at times) during the coronation, he proposed to the Abhorsen! AND EVEN WORSE, SHE ACCEPTED! IT WAS CRAZY!
Sulyn was at the edge of her wits trying to get people to listen to her when she said that Touchstone was good, plus, she didn't really believe that Sabriel was getting married. After a while, she gave up. Let people gossip, she thought, why should we listen? She continued, referring to the remaining Abhorsen-familiars.
It was late one night when she heard a knock on the backdoor. She was now living with two other Charter mages from school. As she was about to get the door, she heard it creak open and somebody walked in. Sulyn was about to scream, she thought for a second before lifting a broom over it's head and crashed it down. The thing fell to the ground with a clatter.
Wait, clatter? Sulyn wondered. She turned on the lights and sank to the ground in relief; it was a sending. She could see the charter marks, so many she didn't know. It was holding out a paper. Sulyn felt light headed. It wasn't even safe around here. She was terrified.
She sat down on the couch, ignoring the scream of her house mates when they discovered the ruined sending lying in the kitchen floor. Sliding the paper out of the envelope, she smiled. It was from Sabriel. She'd probably confirm all the crap she'd been hearing from everybody was fake.
Dear Suly,
How are you? I'm fine here. Touchstone just got crowned. He's so amazing. No, no sick thoughts, I can see it on your face (Sulyn was smirking) We haven't done anything. He's from freaking 200 years ago. They had etiquette and honor and everything back then. He's never even suggested anything like it. I'm terrified Suly, I mean, every time I come around him, my heart goes psycho and everything. I mean, I can't believe this. I still remember when we used to pretend we were going to grow up and marry Princes and everything. Gawd, that was so long ago…
But either way, that's not why I wrote. Look, on his coronation day, after all the vows and everything (Sulyn could tell that Sabriel was nervous/excited, her handwriting had gone nuts) I was about to walk off the podium (I had to crown him, as Abhorsen I am highest religious/political authority under King) when he held my hand and stopped me. I was kind of surprised and curious.
Then, he took out a black box from his pocket (I can see you having a heart-attack now,(She was having a heart attack) same thing happed. I stopped breathing) and he got down on one knee. (Don't die yet) then, he asked me if quote, 'I would make him the happiest man alive and marry him' quote fin.
And, I nodded. And he started smiling, and this is infront of every single freaking being in the WHOLE WIDE Old Kingdom. And I was so happy, I just freaked out and jumped on him and kissed him infront of everybody. I was still wondering why my heart hadn't jumped out. AND HE ATE ME. Ah, now you're alive right? (Sulyn nodded unconsciously) and we just walked of the podium and got scolded by all our ministers about how improper it was.
So, I'm officially inviting you to be my bridesmaid. Don't squeal and deafen all your housemates. But it was too late. You just did didn't you? Yepp. I KNEW it. So, here's a visa. Ok? When you get to the wall, wait. Wait. WaIt. wAiT. WAIT. WAIT. Got it? Good. I'll be there with my, FIANCE. Yes, DIE OF JEALOUSY! Nah. Kiddin. Aw, don't be pissed. I'm kidding. Be there, or be square. Got it? Oh yeah, any questions, write back with the sending. I know you've probably killed it or something, but don't worry. It regenerates in an hour or so. ok? And yeah, regular paper doesn't work. You'll have to use the paper I've attatched. Ok?
Love from, to-be Mrs. Touchstone. ( I love that, I mean, doesn't it just sound, magical?) XOXO, Sabriel.
Sulyn chuckled. Her friend really knew her inside out. She would definitely go, she thought as she examined the visa, which curiously had Sabriel and her father's signature on it. She grabbed a pen and began to write on the thick piece of parchment sort of thing Sabriel had sent her, and true to her word, the sending woke up in a bit, and Sulyn apologized and sent her reply.
Ok, fine, so it wasn't a problem. Or a climax. But ah well. REVIEW!
..Lady Merlin..