Room 326, afternoon
Alanna was once more sprawled out on her bed. This time though, she wasn't studying. Well, not studying for class. Her attention was focused on the letter she had just recieved and seemingly couldn't put down, though she had already read it through three times. Letting her eyes travel down the page, she raised the number to four.
Greetings to Sir Alanna from Prince Jonathan Conte of Tortall.
Alanna,
Sir Miles tells me that your graduation approaches and that you are plan to ride South once you return. Is there no way we can convince you to stay with us in Corus? And before you decide I need my pride pricked, I would like to say that 'we' includes Sir Miles, Raoul, Gary, Alex, my parents, Uncle Gareth, and even George of course. We all miss you dreadfully. Raoul and Gary would like to point out that they don't even know Sir Alanna yet. There's a lot of work here to do. I know you want to hare off as a knight errant and cover yourself in honor and glory, but the Kingdom needs you, Alanna. I need you.
If you're worried there's still a ruckus over the events at your knighting, it's starting to die down. People are ready to accept you as a Lady Knight. There's no need to prove yourself more. You don't have to ride off into some type of continued exile.
It's been a long two years without you. And seeing you just those few times is much, much too little. I hope to spend much more time with you soon. Give Faithful a good scratch and some tuna. And think about what I ask of you.
Your friend,
Love,
Jon
She ran a hand through her hair, and went back to staring at the words.
[OOC: Locked again. Huge thanks to kypriothschoice for the letter!]
Greetings to Sir Alanna from Prince Jonathan Conte of Tortall.
Alanna,
Sir Miles tells me that your graduation approaches and that you are plan to ride South once you return. Is there no way we can convince you to stay with us in Corus? And before you decide I need my pride pricked, I would like to say that 'we' includes Sir Miles, Raoul, Gary, Alex, my parents, Uncle Gareth, and even George of course. We all miss you dreadfully. Raoul and Gary would like to point out that they don't even know Sir Alanna yet. There's a lot of work here to do. I know you want to hare off as a knight errant and cover yourself in honor and glory, but the Kingdom needs you, Alanna. I need you.
If you're worried there's still a ruckus over the events at your knighting, it's starting to die down. People are ready to accept you as a Lady Knight. There's no need to prove yourself more. You don't have to ride off into some type of continued exile.
It's been a long two years without you. And seeing you just those few times is much, much too little. I hope to spend much more time with you soon. Give Faithful a good scratch and some tuna. And think about what I ask of you.
Your friend,
Love,
Jon
She ran a hand through her hair, and went back to staring at the words.
[OOC: Locked again. Huge thanks to kypriothschoice for the letter!]