It's been too long since I've updated. To all those who have been waiting for this chapter, I cannot apologise enough.
In this chapter I will attempt dialog, new characters and emotions. A test for a new writer to be sure.
Also, here I attempt some character development. God help us all.
The last few days had been quite a commotion for Elsa in a time when such a thing was hard to come by.
Most obvious was the arrival of the son of the man whose family had once vowed to destroy every trace of the kingdom of Arendelle, root and stem. The son in question, named Mason, was an enigma to say the least. He had arrived in Arendelle illegally, had proceeded to ignore and beat up her guards and once she finally met an apprehended Mason, she had received nothing but disrespect and suggestive acts of crime. Yet even after time spent in a small and dark cell, he had openly apologised and offered his service to Arendelle.
Elsa was not a stupid woman. Once the words came out of Mason's mouth that suggested he would simply forget of his families past rivalries with Arendelle, Elsa was suspicious to say the least. A number of fears sprang up of what Mason's true intentions were. Did he want to get closer to her so that he may control or kill her? Did he want to sell Arendelle secrets to his Father? Elsa was not sure, but all of the signs indicated foul play was in action. It was then when Mason began to state of the strained relationship that he had with his Father. It was saddening to listen to. To hear that Mason was basically the runt of the litter in his powerful family. In all, Mason had said that he was an outcast, a man who only bore the Vane name. Again, Elsa did not consider herself stupid. What was said was convincing enough, but words were just words and within such words may only exist lies and deceits. Though Elsa let him go in order to test the integrity and honesty of his words and promises.
Mason was then set to tasks that played to the strengths he had stated. Unfortunately, such tasks that he asked for were ones normally reserved for the Queens more loyal and trustful subjects, such as a personal guard and political advisor. These positions were not fit for someone who the Queen still, albeit now thought in somewhat unlikely, thought could be plotting against her. Yet she permitted his requests and low and behold, he had proved himself to be very useful. But again, such actions may still be part of the plan and Elsa took it upon herself to finally test Mason's words.
What she find was the truth of Mason's connection with his family, and the reality that was his true intensions. After secretly following Mason to his room, where he spent most of his time and did not come out unless he had a job, she saw Mason's renouncement of his family and Father, literally. Mason had been in such a rage and determination to privately show his disgust of his Father, he had completely neglected the fact that someone may be watching. Elsa saw, through a slight opening of the door, the burning of letters and possessions that were connected to Mason's father, verbal cursing of his Father's name and most shockingly of all, the self-mutilation that came with Mason removing a seemingly patriotic tattoo of his families Sigel on his arm. With a knife.
Elsa left at this point, content in the pact that if this didn't prove that Mason harboured even a little resentment of his family, then nothing would. Elsa decided she would at least give Mason a chance of keeping to his word and let him hold his current positions for a little while longer and in time, give her final judgement.
And now, as Elsa walked through the corridors of the castle to get to the council meeting, her mind was clouded with thoughts of Mason, but also the thought that had been troubling her for months now, that being her basic relationship with her people. As much as she relished in the fact that her people had accepted how powers and that the gates were now opened, a part of her felt uncomfortable with such things. She felt surrounded, claustrophobic.
But such thoughts were for another time. For now, she had the pleasure of attending a tedious meeting full of selfish nobles interested only in power and money. But alas, it was a Queen's duty to attend such things and she knew without being in attendance she would most likely lose support and with it, the money and power that these nobles both commanded and craved for. But she placed her hand on the door handle, ready to enter the council chamber. Today, she had opted to wear a dress almost identical to the one she had worn on her coronation, complete with the same hairstyle and gloves, an item of clothing that some nobles thought she should wear. It was common knowledge that some of her "loyal" nobles still feared of what Elsa could do.
"Ah, you're Majesty!" exclaimed a short man dressed over extravagantly as soon as Elsa entered the room. "We were beginning to worry where you were" the same man continued, now identified as the Earl of whose name was Olan, a noble of a sneaky and otherwise untrustworthy nature. He reminded Elsa very much of the Duke of Weasleton.
"I apologise my Lord, I will attempt to make better time in the future" Elsa replied, still unaccustomed to the world of governance and politics.
"Do not apologise my Queen!" shouted a tall man she knew as Baron Reginald, someone who always attempted to try impress the Queen, normally in order so that she may reward him. "We would wait until the end of time should you ask us to!" he exclaimed proudly.
"Oh do shut up Reginald! We've all had enough of your sucking up to the Queen. No offence you're Majesty" shouted a balding man of great strength known as Baron Henrik, known mostly for his plain speaking and unrefined tongue. In response to this comment, a series of chuckles were heard from the other Barons, Earls, Viscounts and nobles. For obvious reasons, Baron Reginald was not one of these, but for less obvious reasons was a man of noble yet simple dress, dark thick hair and a soft yet handsome face. This man was Anton Raske, a man with no special title nor vast lands. He was a self-made man. His wealth owed to dedication and years of hard work. He was quiet yet loyal and perhaps most importantly, he was kind. This was why Elsa considered Anton to be a friend. Such a quality was hard to come by nowadays, especially among those she now was with.
"You're quiet Anton. Do you have anything to say?" The Queen asked with a smile. Elsa saying this purposely to tease Anton for his lack of laughing. Luckily he understood Elsa's words to be in good humour and returned the smile.
"I'm afraid that I do not think I can condone such humour at a meeting of the likes of this" Anton replied, pretending to act as serious as possible.
"Lighten up Raske!" cried Viscount Anders, a relatively normal man by most standards, but someone with great ambition and vast amounts of current power and cunning.
"It's quite alright sir" Elsa said gently to Anders. "I'm sure we have a lot to do" she said as she sat down at the large council table. "Anton, what do you have for me today?" she said. Anton being the person chosen by Elsa to read the recent news and duties that would concern this council.
"Pretty much the usual your Majesty" Anton said as he read various pieces of paper. "We have an increased amount of passenger ships docking though. These ships contained vast amounts of people" he said.
"Criminals? Illegals?" asked Earl Peter, an elderly and serious noble.
"I don't think so" replied Anton "They seemed to have paid and have all the correct documentation it seems but who can say of their true nature and past." he said, reading the papers.
Earl Olan scoffed at this news. "This is all thanks to our over generous policies I must say." The Earl said to a room of quiet discussion. The Earl, apparently content with no current opposition to his comment, seemed to think this a sort of invitation to continue, much to Elsa's great displeasure. His words were extreme and uncomfortable to hear.
"It is clear what needs to be done." He said standing up. "Close our boarders to all passenger vessels of a devious nature. Search Arendelle and its lands for any illegal immigrants and send them away post haste. From there on it will be their problem in finding accommodation and income." The Earl continued to a more silent room then before, either from agreement or disgust, Elsa knew not but it was obvious the Earl thought it the former. "A punishment with severe enough consequence is required if we are deter any more criminal activity. We have sat idly enough while the foreign criminals and scoundrels flood into our land and exploit our generosity."
"I do believe you have a warped opinion on the matter Earl Olan. Exploitation is most likely the last thing on the minds of these people" said a voice Elsa instantly knew to come from Mason Vane. Being an appointed advisor allowed him to attend such meetings.
"What do you know of it?" said the Earl dismissively and rudely towards Mason. "You are naught but a stranger from another land who failed his past masters".
The Earl, and everyone but Elsa, Anna and a few select other, did not know Mason's true identity and instead believed a story made by Mason. To everyone else, Mason was an advisor and council member to a Kingdom far away, forced to abandon his home once his leaders had perished.
"That is true enough" Mason said, pausing for a moment. "My previous rulers did indeed die and yes, I was forced to move here" These words were music to the Earl ears, now believing that not only were his suggestions supported by the rest of the nobility and the Queen herself, which Elsa could never actually force herself to agree to such draconian and downright cruel measures, that he had also beaten Mason and his opposition. The truth was, as Elsa knew, far from this. And as the Earl prepared himself to speak more of his sinister ideas, Mason immediately interrupted him.
"And what caused this downfall I hear you ask? Well it was an assassination." Mason said. "In fact, it was more akin to a large scale and violent rebellion by the citizens that destroyed everything in their path which spread like a wild fire. My rulers were literally ripped apart by the blood thirsty mob for what they had done to them"
The Earl scoffed and turned his head slightly away from Mason. "Probably thanks to your lack of decent service"
"No actually." Mason said plainly.
"Then what?" the Earl replied.
"Bad advice" smiled Mason. The Earl understood the meaning and knew Mason was referring to his comments. "The people got unhappy thanks to poor decisions recommended by a certain council member." The Earl did not respond as he stared back at Mason while all other eyes focused on him.
Mason then began to stand up. "How do you think the people, let alone these criminals you speak of, will react when you start to prevent innocent refuges from reaching this place of safe haven? What do you think the people will think when the weak and disadvantaged begin to be punished because they are so?" Now Mason returned a stare that bore deep into the Earl who, while trying to stand his ground, was now beginning to see what Mason was saying. Elsa could tell the Earl was thinking of ways to dismiss Mason's words, but this evidently was a losing battle. Fear took the form of a great swallow in the Earl's throat.
"What do you think the people will do to the person that commanded such things to occur because he thought the rules were too 'generous'?" Mason said, an increasingly serious tone in his voice emerging, as he placed fists upon the table and leant forward. "I'm not sure they will be so generous when they storm your pretty little mansion and take you to partake in an eleven o clock hangi-"
"Please, Mason" Elsa said, raising a hand to prevent Mason continuing a point that was fully clear.
"Of course, you're Majesty" Mason replied sitting back down.
"Should I continue your majesty?" finally said Raske who appeared dumbfounded that his announcements had been forgotten and put aside for the last few moments.
"Yes. Yes of course" Elsa replied snapping her head back to Raske from watching her sneering nobility enjoy Earl Olan's embarrassment. From then on it was business as usual, with trade reports and solving minor disputes of land owners taking centre stage from ethnical debates. Elsa listened carefully, and tried to appear as professional as she could but the tedious nature of the meeting began to wear down her spirit and increasingly made her want to just leave and seek some fun, in whatever form that she could fine. Apparently this began to show, to some at least. Most continued in careful listening and thought, with the exception of Earl Olan who still seemed effected by earlier events, but a few nobles seemed to notice Elsa's boredom. Viscount Anders raised an eyebrow at the Queens lack of interest. The unrestrained Baron Henrick actually managed a quiet laugh. Another Viscount, a young but immensely talented and ambitious man named Mikkel appeared amazed that a Queen did not enjoy her duties and Mason continued a stare that actually could have meant a number of things and not just relate to Elsa's boredom.
Elsa dismissed such attention though, most notably thanks to Anton's awareness to her current mood as well. Though instead of just seeming surprised and then committing again to the meeting, Anton, being the one that read matters of interest to the council, smiled at the Queen's visible lack of interest and in some sort of a cruel joke, began to invent fake matters of an even more boring and uninteresting nature that only he knew Elsa did not enjoy, such matters as minor legislation and complicated finance. Elsa shot back a stare that just screamed 'you will pay for this' to only a smile on the face of her friend who was enjoying his tormenting.
Though because they were indeed friends and not enemies, and because Anton fortunately did not continue in his joke, he soon finished reading from his notes and the council session came to a close, allowing Elsa's nobles to finally be free from the nonsense that Anton had been speaking, even if they weren't aware of it.
"My Queen, if you will?" said Anton as the last of the nobility began to exit the room, leaving only Elsa and Anton, and as Elsa nearly forgot, Mason who was also serving as a personal guard when he could regardless of the uncertainty that most, and previously Elsa, thought when it came to an old enemy having the job of protection.
"Anton, I've told you to call me Elsa" the Queen said with a friendly smile.
"Something that I promise will happen someday" Anton replied cheerfully, prompting a small laugh from the Queen. For a moment then, Anton and Elsa both entered a stage of silence, each of them with a smile on their faces. It could had been called a beautiful moment of friendship between the two had either of them not been in some sort of a trance, but the arrival of Mason and his positioning just behind the Queen, a motion to indicate his was ready to escort Elsa out, quickly ripped both Elsa and Anton out of their stare, feelings of awkwardness filling the gap left when neither of them knew what to say afterwards.
"S-so anyway" Anton quickly said, his cheeks redder than usual. "I was wondering if we should do something about this influx of human traffic. While of course Earl Olan was wrong in his ideas, the fact remains that we can't just do nothing about it" For a moment before he spoke, Elsa had half expected Anton to speak on a far more personal level. Perhaps something that one would find two ordinary friends normally speaking about. But alas, he had not and the friendship that existed between the two, a word that both of them felt uneasy saying to the other, was far from an ordinary one. He was a low born who had built a life independently with his bare hands while she was a Queen with magical powers and a lack of social experience.
"Yes, I think that would be wise" Elsa replied solemnly. Perhaps her tone indicated this too much or not, but either way a frown appeared on Anton's face.
"Oh God I'm sorry!" he said in a small panic, prompting a confused look from Elsa. "I knew that meeting was bad enough for you. I completely forgot such things were not something you are fully accustomed to yet. I should have never had tortured you with all of that fake stuff at the end." Anton said, lowering his head in shame.
"Fake stuff?" suddenly intervened Mason. "You son of a-"
"It's quite alright!" Elsa said as quickly as she could to prevent Mason from finishing his sentence." Its true enough that I am not fully used to these meetings" Elsa continued, seeing each word affecting Anton and seemingly making him fuller of regret. "B-but it fine, really. I'm just tired." Elsa said as reassuringly as she could, now trying to prevent any more damage that she felt she had inflicted upon her friend. "I agree that we should do something about these new arrivals and I thank you for telling me Anton" she finished with a smile.
"Oh, well that was something- I actually wanted to….. But if you're tired-"Anton stuttered trying to find a full sentence to produce. "I-I should let you go"
"Did you have something else to say Anton?" Elsa replied far more composed, sensing that this was the case.
"Well um…I-I did but you said….." Anton said, his mind currently a panicking mess. "I should not keep you. I have wasted enough of your time as it is" Anton finally said after a pause, his face now fully red.
"Anton, any time spent with you is far from time wasted, more time well spent" Elsa said kindly allowing Anton's embarrassed face to quickly rise to look at Elsa.
It was at this point that Elsa played back what she had just said in her head, realising how suggestive it sounded and how easily it could have been misinterpreted. She had meant it in a way that would ensure Anton did not feel that he was somehow guilty in wasting her time, not that in a way that could be seen as a flirt. "I-I mean that you shouldn't feel bad. That's what I meant" Elsa spoke quickly, now feeling what Anton most likely felt like just a few moments ago. And as Elsa could have sworn she had heard Mason sigh behind her, she knew that the blood rushing to her cheeks now ensured that Anton now wasn't the only red and embarrassed person in the room.
Though before another awkward moment of silence could exist between the two again, Elsa quickly regained herself and broke the silence. "What did you want to say to me?" she asked.
"Oh nothing." Anton replied, nearly forgetting where and who he was with.
This was not a satisfying answer for Elsa after the last few moments of embarrassment. She rose an eyebrow to show this. "I was just wondering…if, you know…." Anton again stuttered trying to find the right words. Such a display made Elsa smile. Not out of finding it funny that Anton was having so much trouble currently, but because what she was witnessing actually made her happy inside. Whether or not Anton was acting like this because he felt the Queen was more than a friend to him, Elsa knew not and did not currently have the courage to find out, but to see Anton behave so, it made him seem, in a word that Elsa didn't want it to be so, cute.
"Anton" Elsa said, trying to help him out. "It's alright. Say what you want to say." To this, Anton straightened his back and took in a deep breath through his nose, despite attempts to hide it.
"Since it's your Sisters engagement party soon, I was wondering if…..you know…." Anton said no more, and Elsa needed to hear no more. She knew what he was asking.
Anna, being the type of person she was, had lobbied Kristoff to somehow tell her when he was going to propose to her. Whether or not this killed the surprise was a mystery to Elsa for her sister worked in strange ways. But Kristoff had indeed told Anna was he intended to propose, that being on the night of the next full moon, and as Anna had practically told everyone in the castle immediately, a party was planned for the night, and it was a party in which dancing played a part.
On a night in which partnership would play a huge role, and as Elsa had still yet to see to, everyone in attendance was supposed to arrive with a companion and what Anton was doing now was asking Elsa if he could be that companion for Elsa.
"I would love to be your partner Anton" Elsa exclaimed kindly, allowing a large grin of relief to appear on Anton's face.
"Wow! Thank you you're….. Thank you so much Elsa!" Anton replied excitedly almost mimicking a child receiving gifts.
"It's quite alright Anton. Now if you please?" Elsa asked gently in order to not seem rude or dismissive.
"Of course, the arrivals." Anton said reclaiming himself. "I could get someone to investigate the matter for you if you'd like" he offered.
"No need, Mason here will be looking into it" Elsa said gesturing to the enigma of a man beside her. Such a remark obviously took Mason by surprise as he widened his eyes and cocked his head.
"I will?" he said surprised, but not so objectively.
To this, Elsa could have easily had snapped back at him for questioning her, commanding him to do as she ordered immediately, but that was not the Queen was or wished to be and Mason was not the type of person to be ordered in such a way.
"Fine. Then you can spend the rest of the day accompanying Olaf" Elsa smirked, seeing the disapproving face of Mason who, just a few days ago when he first met Olaf, actually jumped up on a sofa in shock. Olaf naturally being the curious and joyful being he was, only saw such a reaction as, somehow, part of a game which evidently led to the little guy following Mason for the remainder of the day. The look of annoyance that was present on Mason's face that day now had returned, the young Vane most likely remembering the horrors that came with being in the company of an ever playful talking snowman. "And I will ensure all alcohol is hidden while this happens" Elsa said, sealing the deal.
"No!" desperately cried Mason at the news that the only measure to keep him sane while around Olaf would now be confiscated. But Mason did not object further. A near silent sigh all the confirmation Elsa needed to know that she had beat him.
"You are a cold and heartless woman your Majesty. " Mason said grumbly, Elsa already knowing him enough to understand it was not meant as an insult and more of Mason's way of him playfully complaining. Unfortunately as Anton was not so familiar with Mason, he interpreted this as a vicious complaint aimed at insulting Elsa.
"HOW DARE YOU!" Anton immediately screamed, making Elsa jump. "She graciously allows you sanctuary and you pay her back with this?!" he continued angrily, stomping over to Mason. "And calling her cold! You know of her powers and her troubled past with them! You should be thrown in a cell for your insolence!"
"Um, Anton?" Elsa said, almost fearing how Anton would react to her while he was in such a defensive and rage full mood.
"What!" he snapped back, but quickly realising his mistake. "Oh god! I'm sorry you're Majesty. I meant only to protect you. Please do not interpretate it as anything else. I got carried away, I really didn't mean it!" Anton cried, now panic stricken that he had, as far as he was concerned, just had gone and done the same thing Mason had supposedly done.
"It's okay. Really" Elsa smiled back, trying to calm Anton down. "I appreciate what you did, but I know Mason here enough to know his words were not meant for insult" She said, looking to Mason to confirm this. She received it, if only in the form and an unenthusiastic nod while his eyes rolled.
"Oh, I-"Anton said composing himself once again. "Apologies sir" he said looking at Mason. His eyes however did not convoy much apology, something that Mason obviously saw whose own look was far from accepting. Luckily, from what could have turned a distaste for each other into an argument did not get the chance to occur. "I should get going your M-"Anton began to say before seeing Elsa raise her eyebrow. "Elsa" he said with a swift turn on the heel before wasting no time in leaving.
This now left Elsa alone with Mason meaning that talk between the two would now be inevitable.
"You're Elsa?" Mason said. "And I thought he had embarrassed himself enough".
"Don't be so cruel Mason. Anton's a nice guy really" Elsa replied dismissively, realising it was preciously this reason that she was now feeling uneasy around Mason and not that she was alone with a Vane.
Mason only returned an inquisitive raise of his brow most likely indicating that his opinion was not the same as hers. "He was only trying to be a good friend to me. He doesn't know you enough to understand when you're joking" Elsa replied.
"Aye, and I bet he does want to be your friend" Mason said with a smirk.
"What do you mean?" Elsa asked now beginning to walk the corridors with no destination in particular.
"Let's not bother denying what he really wants, your Majesty" Mason said in tow.
"What are you talking about" Elsa said as she wished she could just disappear and appear somewhere where Mason wasn't. "Anton doesn't want anything"
To this Mason gave a loud and hearty laugh. "Ha! Everyone wants something, and this Anton wants you" Mason said, smiling. Elsa knew what he meant but it still came as an uncomfortable shock anyway, making her stop in her tracks and gasp for a moment before resuming her walk.
"I-I'm not sure what you mean" Elsa stammered.
"At least try and deny it with some effort your Majesty. We both know that Anton has taken quite a fancy to you" This instantly made blood rush to Elsa's cheeks in embarrassment and forcing her to lower her head to avoid Mason seeing it. "I wonder. Could it have evolved to love already?" He said.
If Elsa dared to have looked at Mason as he said that, she knew she would find a massive grin plastered on his face. Alas, she could not look in a now almost paralytic state of embarrassment.
"Anton doesn't love me" she said, attempting to defend herself.
"Well both of you sure did fool me. The entirety of your post meeting conversation with him was painful to listen to. If that wasn't two lovers struggling to converse then I don't know what is"
Elsa struggled for words to reply with. Her foremost instinct was to instantly deny what Mason had just said, yet common sense was just too great in this moment. Could Anton really love her? Elsa had just gone along with it, did this mean that Elsa loved him too? At the moment Elsa's mind couldn't be sure of anything. Even her thoughts were just as unorganised as her sentences.
"Do you think me wrong you're Majesty?" asked Mason, sensing Elsa's confliction
"W-what? N-no…I mean yes of course-but…" stammered Elsa, seeing Mason stare at her struggle all the while. Such a display however, she knew to not serve her well for every stuttered word that escaped her mouth, it gave Mason some sort of a victory over her. Embarrassment from the stuttering was bad enough, but Elsa was a queen, and who ever Mason was, he was still a Vane and failing to live up to that, a dangerous man. She needed to keep him in order and stop any chance of possible humiliation of her all in a way that allowed Mason to continue his time here as he as he desired it, back when he had discussed his freedom in the prison.
"We are merely friends. Anything that could be interpreted as love between us should not be so. I don't need such love in my life, it will only affect my duties" These were strong words, especially for her, but it was a truth Elsa thought necessary for Mason.
A void of silence then existed between the two as Elsa awaited a reply. Though as the silence continued, and as Elsa began to realise the almost cold nature to her words, a slowly appearing smile was the only reply she got.
"I agree completely" Mason eventually said.
"Good Then let us talk no more on it" Elsa replied bluntly, prompting a rather surprised look from Mason. "Now, if you don't mind?" Elsa said, allowing herself to leave.
Mason nodded, also beginning to leave. "Oh, and Mason?" Elsa said stopping Mason in his tracks. "If you ever try such an unrestricted access of my life again like you are king again, I won't hesitate putting you back in that cell and telling the world who you are" Elsa said with unhindered authority. "Is this understood?"
From the smiles and snickering that Mason had been putting on recently now came a face of defeat. Whether or not he would take this as a lesson and learn to behave in a more proper manner or that he would just act like he would in order to continue with his current personality, Elsa was not sure. For Elsa, is was still a matter of trust in regards to the young Vane and as long as he reigned on in his current reckless and uncontrollable state, such a bridge of trust would be hard to establish. Were he to be a person far more to Elsa's liking and desire then just maybe, a trust may exist between the two in which name does not matter, and hopefully, Elsa's previous comment may have been the first step of the journey that will enable such trust.
"Well?" Elsa said, still expecting an answer.
"Yes. By my honour" Mason said with a more accepting type of smile, indicating that he almost liked this mote stern version of Elsa. "Or what is left of it…" he said somewhat quietly as his face dropped into thought.
He did not say anything else as he turned round to leave though before he did disappear, Elsa managed enough of her time to study Mason's sudden change of mood and what she saw was surprising for a man who have previously had showed nothing but the complete opposite. In his face she saw sadness.
Why this was she could not be certain, but for whatever the reason was the caused it, it was probably a story for another time.
And so, as Elsa also began to leave to continue her day, her heart now began to fill with hope that this man who had suddenly created a huge impact in Elsa's personal life, despite only being here a few days, would be able to live in and take part in the age of peace and prosperity that Arendelle now found itself in. Elsa hoped that maybe someday, no matter how farfetched and distant it seemed now, that Mason would develop a friendship with Elsa and her people that would render his surname useless ,and not unleash the consequences on the Kingdom when that surname became one to be resented.
Done
Honestly, I was not happy with the length of this chapter. It is a bit too long and I was a bit unsure with filling it full of dialog and certain character interaction. Particular the start of the romance I included I am really unsure about. I have never wrote any sort of friendship/romance before so I would love to know how I've done.
Anyway, thank you for reading (and waiting) and I look forward to future chapters where I can now finally steam ahead with some exciting plot.
P.S - I know I don't need to tell you to review. You either know you're going to write one or not but I would just like to say I appreciate EVERY review and love to read and take them aboard.