Voicemail

[glacial_queen]

"Hey, this is Karla! I could go all fancy and Queenly, but only friends have this number, thank the Darkness. So, leave your name and a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done with whatever issue currently demanding my attention. Blah blah blah, you know the drill."

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[robinthefrog]

Hi your Majesty! I thought I'd send you this specially, though everyone's invited.

[anarchist_queen]

"Argh! Stupid inter-dimensional time zones! Did I miss your coronation?"

[glacial_queen]

"Kiss kiss, Leda," Karla said, laughing. "Hello to you, too. And, yes, you did, sorry. It was a few days ago. Let me guess, you ended up a munchkin, too?"

[anarchist_queen]

What a great way of distracting Leda from her distress as missing the big to-do.

"Yeah I did. Thank Gods I was home instead in the Palace. I'm not sure who would have been more freaked out. As it was my Grandmother managed to put me at my ease, and I wound up having a lot of fun."

[glacial_queen]

Yay! Karla and diplomacy were becoming...acquaintances!

"Whereas I was at the estate with a bunch of other folks from Fandom, so it was an exercise in patience, tolerance, and drinking for the adults!"

A Magically Engraved Invitation:

[anarchist_queen]

Her Royal Majesty Queen Leda of House Danan
cordially invites you and your court
to the Jul Ball celebrating the
Winter Solstice and the birth of Baldur Odinson.

Written under all the fancy caligraphy is this:

Ignore the date written above, as I'm pretty sure it's meaningless to anyone outside of Faery. This is happening on Friday December 20th by the Fandom calendar. The ball is a big fancy to-do, but if you prefer, on the 21st, we're having a much more informal party at my home. Or you can come to both if you want. Fair warning, the ball will likely have at least one rendition of the ballad written about you and the others sung. And the other party will have lots and lots of kids.

[momslilassassin]

Six bottles of red wine were delivered via Portalocity to the estate with Ben's distinctive scrawl on the note:

Here's the first (and possibly only) vintage from the Miranda vineyard. I'm pretty sure the people who tried it weren't being liars when they said it's not terrible, and Ender got a little drunk on the first bottle (which was kind of adorable and he'd hate me telling you that). Miss you. --B.

Pre-Winsol, an e-mail & a snail-mail

[blondecanary]

Via Portalocity mail: One purple Easy-bake oven, all for Karla. (Along with a more serious gift of a red silk short dress, for wearing to New Gotham sometime.)

(Also, a note for Warren with an apology was included. Worst. Sister-in-law. Ever.)

And an e-mail:

BUSY BUSY BUSY! I hope to see you guys before New Year's in New Gotham-- just got done with Finals, and I'm working for Keys & Frame practically up until Christmas Day. And we have elves. Crazy, crazy human elves. Don't ask.

Also Priestly is visiting and it's all cool and not awkward.

Talk to you soon!

Worst.