Rambling at Nature II
Guin finds herself at the stream once more, chatting in the dialect of Lyonne she learned from her very elderly grandmother (hence its archaic tone). Her little squirrel friend has joined. She holds out a handful of salted nuts and he settles happily into her lap to eat and listen.
Much hath occurred since thee and I last spake. His Grace, Bercilak of Wealde, hath accepted me as his niece. Furthermore, he did state that were we mistaken in our belief that t I sprang from the loins of Sir Osrik, his brother, I have earned my place as his kin in deed and spirit! At no behest of mine own, tears did fall freely. Tears of joy, mind thee.
Yet this is not the limit of my prodigious fortune! His Majesty personally dispatched an invitation to the ball at the Palace in a most ingenius -- and mysterious -- manner. As the Grand Master was present at the time of its receipt, his lordship graciously offered to escort me. The Baroness took apart a magnificent gown from a place in Shadow named Paris, which Lord Liam had had created for me during our very first meeting. Yes... 'twas the day my fortune began to alter for the better. Well, she took it apart and fashioned the most incredible garment for me to wear. I shall most assuredly don it at my wedding, such was its exquisite beauty and expense.
The night was lovely and Sir Harold was most kind about my complete inability to dance. I must admit to my disappointment that Lord Liam was not present, but I was actually saddened by the lack of... well, I shan't name him to thee, little friend, but he is a most special lord... and a knight of Amber.
Horrific events took place later on, involving magic and leading to another's blood upon the hostess' gown. More accurately, her bosom, as there was nary a thread of fabric there. However, the Baroness and I retreated forthwith, and I care not to learn more.
I thank thee for listening, little one, but alas, I must flee. Fare thee well!
Much hath occurred since thee and I last spake. His Grace, Bercilak of Wealde, hath accepted me as his niece. Furthermore, he did state that were we mistaken in our belief that t I sprang from the loins of Sir Osrik, his brother, I have earned my place as his kin in deed and spirit! At no behest of mine own, tears did fall freely. Tears of joy, mind thee.
Yet this is not the limit of my prodigious fortune! His Majesty personally dispatched an invitation to the ball at the Palace in a most ingenius -- and mysterious -- manner. As the Grand Master was present at the time of its receipt, his lordship graciously offered to escort me. The Baroness took apart a magnificent gown from a place in Shadow named Paris, which Lord Liam had had created for me during our very first meeting. Yes... 'twas the day my fortune began to alter for the better. Well, she took it apart and fashioned the most incredible garment for me to wear. I shall most assuredly don it at my wedding, such was its exquisite beauty and expense.
The night was lovely and Sir Harold was most kind about my complete inability to dance. I must admit to my disappointment that Lord Liam was not present, but I was actually saddened by the lack of... well, I shan't name him to thee, little friend, but he is a most special lord... and a knight of Amber.
Horrific events took place later on, involving magic and leading to another's blood upon the hostess' gown. More accurately, her bosom, as there was nary a thread of fabric there. However, the Baroness and I retreated forthwith, and I care not to learn more.
I thank thee for listening, little one, but alas, I must flee. Fare thee well!