Serendipity – “Give me that.”
It was serendipity that he had interrupted the first letter, but he can’t be there to catch the mail every time.
“Sire? This letter came for you from the Virgo Princess?”
Idania placed the mail on the desk in Alden’s room. “It… I might very well be
mistaken, but I believe it might be some kind of love letter.”
The young prince hopped off his bed and shuffled over to the
stack of letters. He grabbed the envelope addressed to him and dropped into the
desk chair. After a bit of ripping paper, he pulled the parchment out and scrunched
up his face. “This is in Earthen.” He squinted at the words, seeking out ones
he recognized. His brow furrowed. “Idania, this isn’t for me.”
She straightened up, a pile of laundry in her arms. “Sire?”
He shook the paper at her. She moved quickly to toss the
laundry in the basket by the door, kicking a few more stray articles of
clothing on her way across the room, and took the paper. She had been trained to
read the names of everyone in the estate in different languages. Scanning over
the paper, she found his name again. She moved forward to point at his name and
show it to him. “There, sire, it has your name.”
He shook his head. “I can read that much, and the parts that
I can make out are in response to something I never said.”
Idania frowned. “Well, what is it about?”
He sighed and took the letter from her. “Something about…
they like whatever I said and they want to know… what my favorite Virgo dish is…”
His brow furrowed again. “And also thanking me for my poetry?”
Idania laughed quietly. He shot her a glare. She shrugged
and took the envelope from the desk and he relinquished the letter. “I suppose I
will have to ask your brother or the Ambassador if they can read this further
to determine its origin and intent.”
The door burst inward, slamming against the wall so hard it
bounced back slightly, forcing the blur that moved through it to stumble.
Valash caught himself on the inner wall of the room, panting, his expression
panicked and frenzied. “Mail…?” He forced the question out through heavy pants.
Alden laughed, tail high behind his shoulders. “What brings
you here in such a hurry?”
Valash gestured with his free arm to the papers. “Mail!”
Idania looked to the mail, to the letter in her hands, then
back to the Libra boy. She inhaled sharply through her nose and jogged the
small distance to Valash.
His panic gave way to frustration. “Give me that.” He
snatched the letter and envelope from Idania’s hands.
Alden stood up. “Don’t treat her that way.”
Idania waved a calming hand. “It’s okay, he’s… I made a
Alden padded across the floor, tail still high, to watch
Valash feverishly read the letter. “But it has my name on it.”
Idania chuckled. “It was serendipity is that caused you to
drop out of that tournament, sire.”
Alden’s furrow deepened.