Vanilla 28, Chocolate 12, Pistachio 23
Author: Destiny lady_leia_solo
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Letters Between Sisters
Challenge: Vanilla 2: mail/letter/package, Chocolate 12: understanding, Pistachio 23: recuperating
Toppings: Butterscotch (Early 1118 AW), Fresh Pineapple ( In the Company of Wolves lyrics)
Word count: 694
Rating: G
Summary: Queen Maria of Alesha writes to her sister, Queen Therese of Monde.
Notes: Therese is the youngest daughter of Fernando III of Ibonia and Isabelle II of Grobe. Maria is her older sister by five years.
Dear Theresa,
I have heard that the Holy Mother has blessed you. When I got the news from the Mondian ambassador, I was so happy for you, dear sister. If only our lady mother was alive, she would be so excited. You know mother loved her grandchildren dearly. In fact she came here to Alesa after I had my sixth and she treated each one of my darling children with gold. Ah I miss mother so much.
How is little Marie taking the news? I remember you wrote to me about Marie’s religious education. She is just like you sister. I believe if you hadn’t been betrothed to Henri, you would have become a nun. But you liked to flirt just a little bit too much, didn’t you Theresa?
The Mondian ambassador has told me of the little problem you’ve been having with the King and his whore. Who would put aside a loving and virtuous wife that the people love for the likes of that little brat. I hear she is terrible to you, sister. But I know the feeling, my own husband, Adolpho, has many mistresses and the court is filled with his bastards. But I am his Queen as you are Henri’s Queen and you will remain that way. Even if you hadn’t gotten with child, there is no way the Beatua would have recognized Henri’s claim.
Take care of yourself sister and make sure you get lots of rest. I should like to visit to see my nephew when he his old enough.
-Your Loving Sister,
Maria, Queen of Alesa
Therese put down the letter and smiled. Maria had always watched out for her. When they were visiting their mother’s homeland of Grobe and she had gotten lost. It was Maria who had frantically searched for her. Maria had found Therese huddling in a corner crying.
“Don’t cry little Theresa. Maria is here,” she had said hugging her closely.
There was a cough in the room and Therese looked up and saw two of her ladies, but not by her own choice, standing there. These were the Everarts spies. The two women Anais and Daniele were the tart’s cousins and daughters of her aunt, Daniele Margas nee Everart. Therese smiled politely at them, but sat down at her writing desk to pen a letter to her sister.
Dear Maria,
I feel as though I am trapped here at court. The Everart girl’s spies are everywhere even though she herself has acted more subdued as of late. She knows her position is in trouble. I remember she once mocked me by saying she could give the King sons. Now the only sons she will give him will be natural children.
Marie is so excited for the new addition to the family. She constantly asks me how the babe is doing and she asks to touch my growing belly. I can feel the babe move and I am certain this is a boy. I shall name him in honor of his father and his late brother. How do you like the name Henri Michele? I think it is a perfect name for the Prince of Norme.
Henri himself has been distant to me as of late. He asks me how the baby is doing of course. But he barely talks to me and spends all his time with Imelda. I caught him watch that Everart girl. I don’t know what her hold over him is. I believe she has bewitched him. Once I give birth to our son, I will have him send her away from court. I don’t want her around me and my children and surely the King will try to placate me.
I am getting tired, so I will wrap up this letter. Kiss the children for me and remember to send me miniatures of them. I have heard from the Aleshian ambassador that the oldest daughter is to be betrothed. Kiss her especially for me because she will need her family when she leaves home. I know you were so afraid when Father sent you to Alesha to marry Aldolpho.
-Forever Your Beloved Sister
Theresa, Queen of Monde
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Letters Between Sisters
Challenge: Vanilla 2: mail/letter/package, Chocolate 12: understanding, Pistachio 23: recuperating
Toppings: Butterscotch (Early 1118 AW), Fresh Pineapple ( In the Company of Wolves lyrics)
Word count: 694
Rating: G
Summary: Queen Maria of Alesha writes to her sister, Queen Therese of Monde.
Notes: Therese is the youngest daughter of Fernando III of Ibonia and Isabelle II of Grobe. Maria is her older sister by five years.
Dear Theresa,
I have heard that the Holy Mother has blessed you. When I got the news from the Mondian ambassador, I was so happy for you, dear sister. If only our lady mother was alive, she would be so excited. You know mother loved her grandchildren dearly. In fact she came here to Alesa after I had my sixth and she treated each one of my darling children with gold. Ah I miss mother so much.
How is little Marie taking the news? I remember you wrote to me about Marie’s religious education. She is just like you sister. I believe if you hadn’t been betrothed to Henri, you would have become a nun. But you liked to flirt just a little bit too much, didn’t you Theresa?
The Mondian ambassador has told me of the little problem you’ve been having with the King and his whore. Who would put aside a loving and virtuous wife that the people love for the likes of that little brat. I hear she is terrible to you, sister. But I know the feeling, my own husband, Adolpho, has many mistresses and the court is filled with his bastards. But I am his Queen as you are Henri’s Queen and you will remain that way. Even if you hadn’t gotten with child, there is no way the Beatua would have recognized Henri’s claim.
Take care of yourself sister and make sure you get lots of rest. I should like to visit to see my nephew when he his old enough.
-Your Loving Sister,
Maria, Queen of Alesa
Therese put down the letter and smiled. Maria had always watched out for her. When they were visiting their mother’s homeland of Grobe and she had gotten lost. It was Maria who had frantically searched for her. Maria had found Therese huddling in a corner crying.
“Don’t cry little Theresa. Maria is here,” she had said hugging her closely.
There was a cough in the room and Therese looked up and saw two of her ladies, but not by her own choice, standing there. These were the Everarts spies. The two women Anais and Daniele were the tart’s cousins and daughters of her aunt, Daniele Margas nee Everart. Therese smiled politely at them, but sat down at her writing desk to pen a letter to her sister.
Dear Maria,
I feel as though I am trapped here at court. The Everart girl’s spies are everywhere even though she herself has acted more subdued as of late. She knows her position is in trouble. I remember she once mocked me by saying she could give the King sons. Now the only sons she will give him will be natural children.
Marie is so excited for the new addition to the family. She constantly asks me how the babe is doing and she asks to touch my growing belly. I can feel the babe move and I am certain this is a boy. I shall name him in honor of his father and his late brother. How do you like the name Henri Michele? I think it is a perfect name for the Prince of Norme.
Henri himself has been distant to me as of late. He asks me how the baby is doing of course. But he barely talks to me and spends all his time with Imelda. I caught him watch that Everart girl. I don’t know what her hold over him is. I believe she has bewitched him. Once I give birth to our son, I will have him send her away from court. I don’t want her around me and my children and surely the King will try to placate me.
I am getting tired, so I will wrap up this letter. Kiss the children for me and remember to send me miniatures of them. I have heard from the Aleshian ambassador that the oldest daughter is to be betrothed. Kiss her especially for me because she will need her family when she leaves home. I know you were so afraid when Father sent you to Alesha to marry Aldolpho.
-Forever Your Beloved Sister
Theresa, Queen of Monde