To the Estate of Lord Segren Coldwell
From the Estate of Lady Corella of Margo
7 Flamerule
A fair season to you, Cousin Segren. May this missive find you in good health.
Thus far, Zhengyi the Witch-King continues to spare my dominion from his predations. And so, as always, I shall lighten the spirits of the commonfolk with a great festival, one dedicated to my birthday. The hamlet of Margo has more than a tenday to prepare for this celebration, and I earnestly hope that they shan't disappoint me.
We expect an abundant harvest of barley and grapes this year, and I am deeply proud to state this much. A great many doubts were raised over the quality of my leadership when my husband suddenly went to walk with Jergal and left his throne to me, but this renewed prosperity shall surely lay such worries to rest.
As my husband did, my servant girl Nella has quit this world after an all too fleeting bout with pestilence. Where in Damara am I to find her replacement with so little time until my birthday festival? I have already delivered my invitations among the gentryfolk, and my reputation shall stumble most soundly if I falter with the preparations.
As always, dear cousin, you need no invitation. Pray attend and drink wine with me if you are so able, will you?
With Love,
Cousin Corella
From the Estate of Lady Corella of Margo
7 Flamerule
A fair season to you, Cousin Segren. May this missive find you in good health.
Thus far, Zhengyi the Witch-King continues to spare my dominion from his predations. And so, as always, I shall lighten the spirits of the commonfolk with a great festival, one dedicated to my birthday. The hamlet of Margo has more than a tenday to prepare for this celebration, and I earnestly hope that they shan't disappoint me.
We expect an abundant harvest of barley and grapes this year, and I am deeply proud to state this much. A great many doubts were raised over the quality of my leadership when my husband suddenly went to walk with Jergal and left his throne to me, but this renewed prosperity shall surely lay such worries to rest.
As my husband did, my servant girl Nella has quit this world after an all too fleeting bout with pestilence. Where in Damara am I to find her replacement with so little time until my birthday festival? I have already delivered my invitations among the gentryfolk, and my reputation shall stumble most soundly if I falter with the preparations.
As always, dear cousin, you need no invitation. Pray attend and drink wine with me if you are so able, will you?
With Love,
Cousin Corella
Corella d'Margo, arch-liar
Wyren Caul-of-Amber, alchemist
Tirah Het-Nanu, courtesan
Wyren Caul-of-Amber, alchemist
Tirah Het-Nanu, courtesan