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[ The letter arrives, neatly folded, with only a dab of wax to seal it, though there is no emblem upon it. Instead, she has laid a piece of lavender into it, holding it tightly. Something between them, as an good seal ought to do: it could only be from her, and only to him. ]
— His Majesty, King Anduin Llane Wrynn of Stormwind, Priest and Servant of the Light,
I hope you may forgive me my long silence in speaking to you. I fear it is because I have been unsure in how to even begin - though I am a woman of many songs, it seems words of my own being escape me frequently. With the weather rising, I knew I would not be as I ought to be, with you, and I could not bare to be anything other than what you deserve. No less for the festivities busying the city so, I had not the time to pen it to you. For there are scarce the words ready, in my heart, even now, for how well it is I think of you.
That what I must set down, is the truth of my heart. I beseech your forgiveness if it a clumsy way to speak so but I have thought and thought upon how to say it, and I wish only to tell you that I hold you in the deepest affection, I have and will, all my days. Whilst perhaps there was elsewise to blame for all ardency, it was truth I gave from my lips. A truth which I said gladly and would say again to all that ask of you, how it is I feel for you. How fond I am of you shall always be true.
But with the humblest of souls, I hope you know that I have no designs on you or your affections, and as I have been informed by those of this city, there is no risk of a child, nothing and no one to bind you to me. This city so often seeks to bring desire about, even on the most unlikeliest of grounds, and I would be a cruel and sinful woman to ever wish to bind you in any way to myself. Nor a ruse to force your hand to a contract or any other such matter other than to know the pleasure of your company with my own, something I hope, that you found in me, also.
If you wish not to see, nor hear from me again, as I can only imagine what a woman you must think of me, as honourable a man as you are, simply only send me nothing and I shall know to never speak of any of this, ever again, to anyone. But I wish, most fondly, to talk and share with you again, in whatever capacity you deem fit to look upon me.
I lay my truth gladly in your hands, with all honour, truest noble lord,
Gilia St. Loe, Second-Child of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Sea to Prosperity.
I hope you may forgive me my long silence in speaking to you. I fear it is because I have been unsure in how to even begin - though I am a woman of many songs, it seems words of my own being escape me frequently. With the weather rising, I knew I would not be as I ought to be, with you, and I could not bare to be anything other than what you deserve. No less for the festivities busying the city so, I had not the time to pen it to you. For there are scarce the words ready, in my heart, even now, for how well it is I think of you.
That what I must set down, is the truth of my heart. I beseech your forgiveness if it a clumsy way to speak so but I have thought and thought upon how to say it, and I wish only to tell you that I hold you in the deepest affection, I have and will, all my days. Whilst perhaps there was elsewise to blame for all ardency, it was truth I gave from my lips. A truth which I said gladly and would say again to all that ask of you, how it is I feel for you. How fond I am of you shall always be true.
But with the humblest of souls, I hope you know that I have no designs on you or your affections, and as I have been informed by those of this city, there is no risk of a child, nothing and no one to bind you to me. This city so often seeks to bring desire about, even on the most unlikeliest of grounds, and I would be a cruel and sinful woman to ever wish to bind you in any way to myself. Nor a ruse to force your hand to a contract or any other such matter other than to know the pleasure of your company with my own, something I hope, that you found in me, also.
If you wish not to see, nor hear from me again, as I can only imagine what a woman you must think of me, as honourable a man as you are, simply only send me nothing and I shall know to never speak of any of this, ever again, to anyone. But I wish, most fondly, to talk and share with you again, in whatever capacity you deem fit to look upon me.
I lay my truth gladly in your hands, with all honour, truest noble lord,
Gilia St. Loe, Second-Child of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Sea to Prosperity.
Edited 2020-12-09 18:15 (UTC)
[ The next letter arrives with a little dried satchel of lavender. On the front of it, picked out in golden thread, is a Lion, dancing brightly against a plain linen that she keeps for this sort of work. ]
— His Majesty, King Anduin Llane Wrynn of Stormwind, Priest and Servant of the Light,
I am overjoyed to have word from you, I know it is ought but the city's doing that there has not been the time to share our time as we have been accustomed, know it is only that it pulled me away that I did not write to you sooner. I too, have thought of you so often, I thought perhaps I ought to go mad in wanting to speak with you.
For I have missed our time together, they have been a balm to me, in the difficulties I face in the city, for I still mean as I said to you the day we met. In your company I find peace. To have you smile when you look upon me shall be all I could ever want, and to know that you feel gladdened by my presence as much as I am by yours? Is like the summer thaw to a long freeze.
I will call on you but the second you ask for me - I have exciting news that I am most glad to share with you: I am to be Contracted and moving with my new Dominant to the Up soon. As soon as all the forms are correctly signed. He is glad to let me come and go as I please, so I will be able to visit you not so restrictedly by the cities tenants. I hope for you to meet him also, I should think he would be glad to know I have the acquaintance of someone as kind and honourable as you.
most ardently and with words that I devote to you,
Gilia St. Loe, Second-Child of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Sea to Prosperity.
I am overjoyed to have word from you, I know it is ought but the city's doing that there has not been the time to share our time as we have been accustomed, know it is only that it pulled me away that I did not write to you sooner. I too, have thought of you so often, I thought perhaps I ought to go mad in wanting to speak with you.
For I have missed our time together, they have been a balm to me, in the difficulties I face in the city, for I still mean as I said to you the day we met. In your company I find peace. To have you smile when you look upon me shall be all I could ever want, and to know that you feel gladdened by my presence as much as I am by yours? Is like the summer thaw to a long freeze.
I will call on you but the second you ask for me - I have exciting news that I am most glad to share with you: I am to be Contracted and moving with my new Dominant to the Up soon. As soon as all the forms are correctly signed. He is glad to let me come and go as I please, so I will be able to visit you not so restrictedly by the cities tenants. I hope for you to meet him also, I should think he would be glad to know I have the acquaintance of someone as kind and honourable as you.
most ardently and with words that I devote to you,
Gilia St. Loe, Second-Child of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Sea to Prosperity.
[ As ever when she arrives on his doorstep, she thinks with enough time to let him settle and be comfortable after work - he worked hard, after all, he didn't deserve to have his time taken up by her least of all. He needed rest most especially.
But she knocks, waits, and as ever, when he opens the door, she drops herself into a respectful curtsey. ]
My Lord Wrynn, it is good to see you well.
[ Unlike others, though, when she looks up at him, she smiles most happily to see him. ]
But she knocks, waits, and as ever, when he opens the door, she drops herself into a respectful curtsey. ]
My Lord Wrynn, it is good to see you well.
[ Unlike others, though, when she looks up at him, she smiles most happily to see him. ]
[ It feels so odd. She has in her own way... cared so much for those she has been with. Had that not been why Tim had hurt so much?
But... something flutters so quick in her throat when she looks at Anduin. Soft but sharp, that she swallows down and fixes her gaze lower. ]
Wine, if you have it. I am afraid this a conversation that shall need it.
But... something flutters so quick in her throat when she looks at Anduin. Soft but sharp, that she swallows down and fixes her gaze lower. ]
Wine, if you have it. I am afraid this a conversation that shall need it.
[ At that, his brow furrows. ]
That good? Well then. I have some still, a red. I hope that will suffice.
[ And he moves to the kitchen to pour her a glass, though his gaze darts back towards her at every now and then.
To make certain she's alright, of course. ]
That good? Well then. I have some still, a red. I hope that will suffice.
[ And he moves to the kitchen to pour her a glass, though his gaze darts back towards her at every now and then.
To make certain she's alright, of course. ]
It's been... there is much we need to discuss, I am afraid.
[ She stands there, admiring as always, her face turned out, towards that beautiful view, as it seemed she could never stop staring at. No matter what else passed, at least the world was beautiful around them as it was before and after. ]
[ She stands there, admiring as always, her face turned out, towards that beautiful view, as it seemed she could never stop staring at. No matter what else passed, at least the world was beautiful around them as it was before and after. ]
[ Ah. He knew. She drops her eyes as she takes the glass, nodding the once. Putting it to her lips.
Goes on, after she swallows. This was not two people who had made talking, but she hoped at least, one ruler to another, they both understood the complications like this. ]
Yes. But he is not alone. I know there must have been another, from the way Stoker talked... [ Another mouthful, a deeper one. She needed it. Because she felt awful, how this just kept coming back. ] So I must speak plainly, forgive me, but I trust it was not you? I can scarce imagine anyone I know doing such things so it seems I must ask everyone... I hope you know I mean you no dishonour, you are a priest and a king, and you carry a sword, so I must imagine you are a warrior too.
[ Because she truly did not understand, how it was violence work amongst others. The choices around it. What would bring someone to it? ]
Goes on, after she swallows. This was not two people who had made talking, but she hoped at least, one ruler to another, they both understood the complications like this. ]
Yes. But he is not alone. I know there must have been another, from the way Stoker talked... [ Another mouthful, a deeper one. She needed it. Because she felt awful, how this just kept coming back. ] So I must speak plainly, forgive me, but I trust it was not you? I can scarce imagine anyone I know doing such things so it seems I must ask everyone... I hope you know I mean you no dishonour, you are a priest and a king, and you carry a sword, so I must imagine you are a warrior too.
[ Because she truly did not understand, how it was violence work amongst others. The choices around it. What would bring someone to it? ]
Edited 2020-12-13 16:12 (UTC)
It was not. I had spoken to him once, and it was try to to understand why he viewed you as he did. If he was likely to lash out at someone else in the future. But speaking was all we did, and not face to face.
[ Anduin's brow furrows lightly. ]
I knew it was not what you would have wanted, and it was not my place to act on your behalf without your asking.
[ Anduin's brow furrows lightly. ]
I knew it was not what you would have wanted, and it was not my place to act on your behalf without your asking.
I am glad to hear you say so. My people are sworn to neutrality, to peace in the face of all other struggles. I grow sick at the thought of ever touching a weapon or doing harm to others... and to have it done in my name... I...
[ Another mouthful. She has kept this as well she can, inside of herself. Sliding her eyes away. She has promised herself, she is done crying over Tim Stoker and the things that happened because of him.
She would be steady now. ]
I tried talking to him myself when he was in trouble due to another matter. But he would only dismiss me, accuse me most cruelly still, and I could bear I think, any insult to myself as well I must, but to hear everything I have grown up around being distorted by his fear... I could not stand to hear it any longer. I told him I hope the suffering in his heart would one day ease, and to never speak to me again. Then... well, Master Frye was... with him. As a punishment.
[ Another mouthful. She has kept this as well she can, inside of herself. Sliding her eyes away. She has promised herself, she is done crying over Tim Stoker and the things that happened because of him.
She would be steady now. ]
I tried talking to him myself when he was in trouble due to another matter. But he would only dismiss me, accuse me most cruelly still, and I could bear I think, any insult to myself as well I must, but to hear everything I have grown up around being distorted by his fear... I could not stand to hear it any longer. I told him I hope the suffering in his heart would one day ease, and to never speak to me again. Then... well, Master Frye was... with him. As a punishment.
I'd heard of that as well.
Jacob is a good man, but he would take nothing from him he did not care to, punishment or no. I had faith he knew how to handle him.
[ While he does feel badly for him, all the same. He wishes there were more he could do, but...well. There are many things he wishes.
He'll do what he can, where he can. For all of them. ]
Jacob is a good man, but he would take nothing from him he did not care to, punishment or no. I had faith he knew how to handle him.
[ While he does feel badly for him, all the same. He wishes there were more he could do, but...well. There are many things he wishes.
He'll do what he can, where he can. For all of them. ]
He is... I knew also that... Stoker is a... a pain in him, but he is only cruel when he is afraid. Nor is he cruel simply to be cruel. He just refuses to see anything but the way he knows it.
[ That was all that could be said. ]
... He warned me of this. He accused me first of sending people after him on purpose. I managed to make him see that I would never do such a thing, but when he did, he said that an Submissive would suffer for striking out against him, as is the laws here.
[ That was all that could be said. ]
... He warned me of this. He accused me first of sending people after him on purpose. I managed to make him see that I would never do such a thing, but when he did, he said that an Submissive would suffer for striking out against him, as is the laws here.
He'd be within his rights to defend himself.
[ Anduin sighs, taking a drink himself after a moment. ]
While I don't approve of his notions about non-humans, so long as he does his best to stay clear of them of his own accord...I can't see what more would help. Certainly continuing to attack him on the street won't do anything but make him feel more in the right.
[ Anduin sighs, taking a drink himself after a moment. ]
While I don't approve of his notions about non-humans, so long as he does his best to stay clear of them of his own accord...I can't see what more would help. Certainly continuing to attack him on the street won't do anything but make him feel more in the right.
He is. I do not like it. I will never like violence, but I know he is. No less as a Dominant over Submissives, which is what he said as much about.
[ She keeps her eyes lowered. Her tone as neutral as possible, trying to find the words she wants. ]
I know I seem foolish, to most of you. The worlds you come from, the lives you all live. I am not - I am not accustomed to the - the direct manner of dealings it seems many are. I know that for... for many I have met here, their lives have not been kind and I would never judge a man for what he must do to survive with such an understanding with life. For surely even my great ancestor fought himself when it was needed....
... But I will not be the excuse for more of it. I intend to make myself to clear to all I know.
[ She keeps her eyes lowered. Her tone as neutral as possible, trying to find the words she wants. ]
I know I seem foolish, to most of you. The worlds you come from, the lives you all live. I am not - I am not accustomed to the - the direct manner of dealings it seems many are. I know that for... for many I have met here, their lives have not been kind and I would never judge a man for what he must do to survive with such an understanding with life. For surely even my great ancestor fought himself when it was needed....
... But I will not be the excuse for more of it. I intend to make myself to clear to all I know.
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