Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 31, 2010 14:11:29 GMT 10
Title: Trickster's Pawn 16
Rating: PG
Length: 440 words
Competitor: Owen
Round/Fight: 4 (Final!)
Summary: PG, 440 words. Wen gets a letter from his father.
Kel found Wen sitting at a table in the Riders' mess hall, reading a letter. The expression on his face was intent, so she sat down without interrupting.
“I can't believe it!” he shrieked, suddenly, crumpling the letter in his haste to stand up.
“What..?” she asked, as he hauled her to her feet and enfolded her in a tight hug.
“Kel, look!”
The letter was thrust into Kel's hand, and she began to read.
Dear Wendy,
I hope you are well. I received your letter, with its surprising news. As your father, I wish you'd seen your way to discussing your decision with me before you went and joined up. But you're a sensible girl, and I suppose you must have a reason for doing it the way you did. I know you've always been good with animals, and a fair shot with a bow, both of which ought to help you now.
I happened to get your letter just when I have some news of my own. You know Lord Edward of Pike's Hill passed on late in the year. In the months since then, I've worked closely with Edward's widow, Lady Andrea, helping her to manage things. You know I've always said it would make more sense to manage Jesslaw and Pike's Hill jointly, instead of as two separate fiefs? Well, we've been doing just that.
And in the process of working together, we fell in love.
Lady Andrea and I were married at the harvest celebration. I know you'll join your brother and sister in wishing us well, and in welcoming your new stepmother when we come to Corus for Midwinter.
There's one other thing, which applies to you, particularly. Wendy, your betrothal to Lord Edgar must be called off: since he is the son of your father's lady wife, he is now, in the eyes of the law, your brother.
I know a betrothal is a serious thing, and Andrea and I considered this carefully. But we love each other very much, well neither you nor Edgar has ever shown a particular desire for the match, beyond a willingness to do your duty to your respective fiefs. Andrea and I agreed that this would be best for everyone. We've written Edgar to let him know, as well.
As I said, we'll be in Corus soon. You're my daughter, Wendy, and Andrea and I will do our best to help you make another match – if that's what you want. But first, perhaps you'd better tell us the piece of news that's even bigger than joining the Riders. Then we'll decide how to proceed.
All my love,
Father
Rating: PG
Length: 440 words
Competitor: Owen
Round/Fight: 4 (Final!)
Summary: PG, 440 words. Wen gets a letter from his father.
Kel found Wen sitting at a table in the Riders' mess hall, reading a letter. The expression on his face was intent, so she sat down without interrupting.
“I can't believe it!” he shrieked, suddenly, crumpling the letter in his haste to stand up.
“What..?” she asked, as he hauled her to her feet and enfolded her in a tight hug.
“Kel, look!”
The letter was thrust into Kel's hand, and she began to read.
Dear Wendy,
I hope you are well. I received your letter, with its surprising news. As your father, I wish you'd seen your way to discussing your decision with me before you went and joined up. But you're a sensible girl, and I suppose you must have a reason for doing it the way you did. I know you've always been good with animals, and a fair shot with a bow, both of which ought to help you now.
I happened to get your letter just when I have some news of my own. You know Lord Edward of Pike's Hill passed on late in the year. In the months since then, I've worked closely with Edward's widow, Lady Andrea, helping her to manage things. You know I've always said it would make more sense to manage Jesslaw and Pike's Hill jointly, instead of as two separate fiefs? Well, we've been doing just that.
And in the process of working together, we fell in love.
Lady Andrea and I were married at the harvest celebration. I know you'll join your brother and sister in wishing us well, and in welcoming your new stepmother when we come to Corus for Midwinter.
There's one other thing, which applies to you, particularly. Wendy, your betrothal to Lord Edgar must be called off: since he is the son of your father's lady wife, he is now, in the eyes of the law, your brother.
I know a betrothal is a serious thing, and Andrea and I considered this carefully. But we love each other very much, well neither you nor Edgar has ever shown a particular desire for the match, beyond a willingness to do your duty to your respective fiefs. Andrea and I agreed that this would be best for everyone. We've written Edgar to let him know, as well.
As I said, we'll be in Corus soon. You're my daughter, Wendy, and Andrea and I will do our best to help you make another match – if that's what you want. But first, perhaps you'd better tell us the piece of news that's even bigger than joining the Riders. Then we'll decide how to proceed.
All my love,
Father
He doesn't have to marry Edgar! *prances*
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!