A Family Chronicle Begins (1)

This letter has been enscribed by the Queen's own scribe, Olwen the Scribe, sealed by his hand and given to the head guardsman for his review.

Reviewed and stamped by Captain Olwen, head of security,  and taken on his patrol to the Postmaster.

Signed by Postmaster Olwen. Everything looks in order. This is merely a formaility, really. Taken by Postermaster Olwen to the local runners guild.

Armless Art, runner. Am writing wit teeth. Run from Windin Guildhall to Catha. In all good speed.

To the daughters of the Kingdom of Winding
Formal Greetings from the Queen and King of Winding


Ancienia, Spring Year 217

To our dearest, sweet divine daughters, my angels,

May this letter find you in good heath. It has been nine weeks, and four days since we last saw each other, and our time apart has left me and your father ample time to ourselves. The chimes do not ring as brightly without your shining faces. In fact they barely ring at all.

How I long to see you again, my dear darlings. I know your father feels the same way. Perhaps you do as well?

My girls, I shall be blunt. It is time to come home. You've had your fun, and your festivities, the fine food and late nights dancing, but enough is enough. Winding needs you. I apologize for my frankness, but the debt collectors knock at my chamber doors even now. We cannot afford your extravagances any longer.

I say again, time for you to come home.

Iantheia and Jolianita, my angels, how I do miss you. Come home to your mama. Come swiftly.

No detours Iantheia.

I'm serious.

your dearest, dearest mama



....to be continued.