015 // Filtered to Friends/Allies // Hard to Hack

[cursedqueen]

... If you are recieving this communication, dear friends, then all you may hear tell is true

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[misterblackbird]

Madame, in the short Time that I have known you, you have seemed to me to be Anything but Treasonous.

Surely something can be Done, some Appeal could be made.

Truly, this is the Mad Tyrrany of the Mob.

[cursedqueen]

And yet I am charged.

And convicted, ah, yes, by trial of "peers".

[misterblackbird]

Have you no Relations or Connexions who might be able to aid you? It is too late now, or I would send for help from my own Connexions.

If I am to Pray, Madame, I will Pray that you be spared this Death.

This is Madness.

[ooc: Madness? This is France? & I totally misspelled "tyranny" up there >.<;;]

[cursedqueen]

The one man who had the noble birth and would speak for me preceeded my footsteps to that scaffold, and I am foreign by nobility, with none here who would risk.

... Your prayers are a comfort.

{ooc: fuck Sparta I say~}

[misterblackbird]

Then it is little Wonder they would have come for you as well.

But I too am of a Foreign Court, and by that Grace have I have been thusfar Spared.

As you wish, Madame. You seem already at Peace. But, may God forgive me, I wish they were more effectual than Comforting.

[cursedqueen]

As they will come for the rest of us, soon enough.

... Once cannot hope but wish this.

[misterblackbird]

Then I must book Passage out of Calais as soon as possible.

God by you, Madame.

[cursedqueen]

And you, Sir.