Being 2019 of
the Common Era
When last I
wrote, as well you may remember, my missive brought words of war to our
King Donngal and Brave Queen Catalina summoned Their Warriors
for council and training in the western lands, where our good
neighbors, Mag Mor dwells.
My dear brother, William, stood resolute. He indeed wanted to
train with the troops. The good marshals knew some of the hand signs needed to
direct him. However, I swore to him an oath that where he traveled in service
to our King, there also I would go to make the hand signs when needed for him
to understand the spoken word.
To that end, I loaded my wagon and turned my thoughts and
In my absence, my poor husband must needs care for our estates
and beasts in the frigid cold with only the old and infirm, who can no longer
lift a sword and shield, to aid him.
In fair Mag Mor the warehouses were emptied. This unfriendly
winter with its piercing winds cause numb fingers and injury enough. Space was
found indoors so the soldiers could train and drill and practice without
frostbite to multiply wounds.
The generals and masters and knights spoke of battle tactics
and working together to form cohesive companies.
The veterans instructed and enlightened the recruits in the
ways of battle. The ringing of sword on shield and cries of war filled the
Sadly, urgent responsibilities kept our King to the eastern
boundaries of Calontir. Our Courageous Queen traveled hither with only Her
Entourage to rouse the country to war.
She stood shoulder to shoulder with Her generals, Uldin and
Giacomo, sword in hand. She encouraged and learned and strategized throughout,
planning for the days ahead.
In the end, soldiers all, went singing off to the taverns and
inns to talk of war and battles old and battles upcoming. They know their
valiant deeds and prowess on the field shall indeed win them renown.
I know, dear friend, your heart lies with your people. Yet
needs must take you across the seas to far shores. I will send this missive by
swift wings to bring you these tidings. May my words find you well with the
wind ever at your back.
Your friend with abiding fondness,
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