Written By Esera
Aug. 7, 2016, 8:44 p.m.(3/26/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Skald
He came to me, and he gave me a gift. Though he asked for nothing, I gave him my breath, in return. And then I gave him my name, too. I wonder if he will take good care of both? Or -- no. I am sure he has forgotten already. But I have not, and I will cherish what he gave me.
Written By Esera
Aug. 7, 2016, 8:25 p.m.(3/26/1004 AR)
Tonight, the ball room glittered. More than glittered. There were flowers on the floor and in the air, scattered by each step and turn, swept up in the skirts and the silks of so many dancers. My mother loved flowers, as I do. I wish she could have seen it. I wish a lot of things -- but there is no point wishing. At the end of the night, my father pulled me into a dance, and whispered in my ear. You asked me a question, Father. I couldn't answer. Couldn't find the words. But, Father ... you asked me, and you made me wish more than I'd allowed myself to wish in a long time.
Written By Esera
Aug. 7, 2016, 8:10 p.m.(3/26/1004 AR)
A hundred lanterns lit the grounds of House Velenosa. Beneath the night sky, those lanterns shone like stars. They shone upon servants, as they poured glass after glass of wine. They shone upon dancers, as they spun, in glittering turns, around the pool. Oh, they shone bright ... until they went out. All those lights, all at once -- snuffed in an instant. In the darkness they left behind, you could see the stars, real stars, bright points of light above us. I have always loved the stars. I could watch them forever. But the servants returned with more lanterns -- there is no forever.
Written By Esera
July 31, 2016, 2:06 p.m.(3/4/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
Sometimes even honorable men are assholes. Sometimes, it is honor that makes them so. Prince Edain is more than boring, as the Valardin so often are -- he is /offputting/. He makes my skin crawl! Our Houses have never loved one another. I see no reason that should ever change.
Written By Esera
July 31, 2016, 2 p.m.(3/4/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Niccolo
My father gave up everything to marry my mother. All that he might have had and all that he might have done, as the Duke of Setarco -- everything. Behind closed doors, he might have still had her in secret. It is a story told all the time in the Lyceum ... but it is not the story he chose. He chose to fight. He fought for her, fought for a future with her. Now that future has been taken from him, has been snuffed out, stolen away by shadow. I owe my Father my life, my blood and breath. I will give him something else to fight for.
Written By Esera
July 23, 2016, 5:34 p.m.(2/8/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
Long before Talen was my Sword, he was my friend -- when I was still a princess, and he a Ward of House Velenosa. Poor boy, trapped between two worlds. Higher than a servant, less than a noble. Tormented and twisted by both. He belonged to neither -- now he belongs to me. I am his liege: my life and heart are his to protect.
Written By Esera
July 23, 2016, 4:59 p.m.(2/8/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
My sister. My shadow. I love her -- I will always love her. A Mirrormask she may be, but she was my sister before that. My sweet little sister, before she was claimed by the Dark Reflection. Her mask changes nothing. I will protect her, with all that I have, and all that I am. Some bonds cannot be broken.
Written By Esera
July 23, 2016, 4:53 p.m.(2/8/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Deva
I met Deva when I was still a Princess. King Alaric invited us both to the Palace -- and mistook us, immediately. I never imagined I could be mistaken for a Northerner. He called me Princess Deva, called her Princess Esera. In the great halls of the Palace of Arx, the lines between us began to overlap, and we became each other. Since that day, we have shared in friendship. Now, with the loss of her father, and the loss of my mother, we share in grief. In this, we again overlap.
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