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[cwene]

You have reached Her Most Royal Majesty Nima, by the Grace of the gods, of Eros and the Sea of Samorrah and Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Defender of the Faith.

It is common knowledge that the queen enjoys casual correspondence by mail and will answer most letters of substance that come across her desk.

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[gloriamaeve]

[ The letter drops right out the air and into Regina's hand just after Gloria gets Regina's letter. ]

Regina,

Would you call him amicesti or amicicial?


Yours,
Gloria

[ The words both meaning friend, but the first with connotations of well, more than friend, and the second of one who is trusted intimately. Can you feel her grin, Regina? Can you?]

[cwene]

[The whole manor probably hears Regina's shriek of mingled horror and embarrassment.]

Gloria,

That is a very private question! And not something that should be shared! And well.

Arosema premi. Maybe.

[Which is something of a very intimate combination of the two and, no, her face isn't cherry red, nor is she glowing at all.

Maggie delivers this letter, naturally.]

[gloriamaeve]

[ OH! Gloria KNEW IT! She grins at Regina's letter. It's a good thing she got Regina and Sephiroth matching outfits. ]

Regina,

One shares such truths with friends. I know on so many worlds, their customs are far different, but there's no shame in that here. Or having more than one.

[ And now that Gloria thinks about, that explains a few things she's noticed. ]

[cwene]

Gloria,

Of course there's no shame in more than one, but

You didn't tell him any of this. Did you. Did you?

Regina

[IT EXPLAINS NOTHING, GLORIA. DO NOT DO THIS TO US.]

[gloriamaeve]

Regina dear,

Of course I haven't said anything to him. That's for you to do in good time. Men from other planets are so fussy about these things. You will, of course, teach him proper Erosian customs for this sort of thing. He may find them beneficial if there are - others.

[ She might just be teasing you now, Regina. ]

[cwene]

Gloria,

Of course you wouldn't say anything to him, that would be rude and tactless, and you're not rude and tactless.

At least he's never met Ashtara. Gods, at least he hasn't met Ashtara. Thank you for the dress, Gloria. I need to write at least five more letters.

Or get very drunk. Perhaps both.

Have you seen my ring? The one I wear on my right hand? The signet ring? I think it's gone missing. I can't find it anywhere.

Yours,
Regina

[gloriamaeve]

[ At first Gloria is amused, delighted by the letter. Until she gets to the end. The letter is immediately destroyed leaving no trace of it ever have existing in the first place. ]

Regina,

We put all jewelry that you brought with you into safe keeping until your Father's debt is paid remember? You'll get it back soon enough, so please don't worry about it anymore. And yes, I agree, steer him clear of Ashtara or she'll have you two wed and knee deep in children before this time next year even if that is impossible. Granted, he doesn't strike me as the type to worship Ashtara, thank Ganok for that.

Always,
Gloria

[cwene]

Gloria,

Did you? I can't remember, sometimes. It seems so long ago.

At least Ashtara is better than Victan. Victan would just get us both pregnant and laugh his way back to the house of the gods. No, he's dedicated himself to Ishdra and, thankfully, Ganok by extension.

But the letters. I should get to my letters, and leave you to... to Maeving. I've the strangest headache. Perhaps I'll nap instead.

With affection,
Regina