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- Posted: Thu, 18 Nov 2010 02:59:01 +0000
This is a novel that I just wrote about a month ago. Its the first in a series of 9 or more books, one story each from 9 different 16 or 17 year old girls of different backgrounds from each of the 9 planets in our solar system in my imaginary futuristic world. I'm working on typing it up, so here's the first 15 pages or so. I'll type up more soon. I consider these first pages essentially the beginning. Please give me feedback. Thanks. (Continuations will be throughout the thread x.x)
{Isabella, in Love}
January 28
Washed some sheets today.
Poppy said she misses you.
January 29
I'm sorry I was in such a rush yesterday. Her Highness Mary of the Blue Sky is having a Ball for her grandson, the Prince Gabriel. Poppy thinks he isn't much of a dancer. I think that's fine. No one's perfect. Not even a Prince.
January 30
The cows and sheep look cold out there. There's even frost on the windows. I sure hope they're warm enough.
February 1
Lily had a fever yesterday. I didn't get a chance to write.
Oh, Grandma...you'd love the decorations that are going up right now. Beautiful candles, candy in little bowls, all signifying the singular joy that is the Prince Gabriel's birthday. The Prince Gabriel himself said that he wished for every child to have a piece of candy, so that they may feel the joy that he has felt.
I must remember to snatch a chocolate-covered toffee for Lily. Poppy huffed that she is not a child anymore. A woman at 11 years old. I'll share a wink with you and grab a mint truffle for her. I'll put it under her pillow tonight.
February 2
Poppy was dancing around the bedroom today, sucking on the truffle to make it last, singing that a fairy left it for her. I just laughed and agreed with her. She's so cute with that bright red, curly hair. I just want to rub it against my face and kiss it. What was it you said, Grandmother, about Poppy's hair? That mother had a fire in her heart and that's why its such a brilliant red? It must be so!
Later
Twinkles fought another mouse. That makes nine. I really hope that there are no mice in the Prince Gabriel's room. I'm glad that Twinkles didn't show Lily. She'd have cried. But, somehow, I think Twinkles knows.
February 3
Washed windows with Marzipan. Not the food! The maid, Marzipan. She's new...she came after you passed on. I'm sure you can see her. She's a cutie. She's here from the North with her mother. Her father was an ice fisherman, going out in the rolling sea with ice all around. I'm sure he was very brave. Marzipan said that he died three months ago. A man came to their little house crying, with an armful of sacks with money for them. He advised them to head South.
She's so lucky that she's with me. I'll show he the ropes, okay, Grandma? I'm sure you would have made them your famous honeyed chicken from the Palace's own hives in welcome. Well, I hope they like potato and leek soup.
February 4
Spied the Empress Mary walking the snow sprinkled Low Gardens this morning. She had on her long light blue leopard cloak. The one you made. I smiled and quietly sneaked away. I was going to dust the snow off of the benches, but we must be discreet as to not disturb the natural beauty of the Palace as the Royal Family sees it.
The preparations for the Ball are coming along swiftly. The maids who will be chosen as servers will be announced any day. Poppy is bouncing around in anticipation, hoping that one of the servers will be her. I know that she is too young this year. Maybe another year. I think she knows that she won't be chosen, but the excitement is infectious and she likes to be a part of it.
She made my heart nearly stop when she turned around and pulled at my skirt, singing, "Sister will be chosen! I just know it!"
I hadn't thought about it, but I am 17 this year, old enough to be in the running. Am I pretty enough? Surely they will only choose the prettiest of us, to make a good impression on the guests.
February 5
Cook Teresa made samplings of the birthday cake contenders. She calls it "the War of the Petit Fours". Its cute to think of those little squares of cake duking it out. She reported that the Prince Gabriel seems to like the lemon sponge, but her Majesty seems to favor the strawberry layered chocolate. I hope its lemon.
I helped Marzipan light the fires for the Royal baths. We handed the brush to the stokers. They were making manly jokes, so I turned a deaf ear. To make such jokes in the presence of women!
Siobhan brought snow roses to the dormitory. They smell lovely. I heard from Robert the gardener, your old friend, that her mother had the same white blonde hair as her daughter. Is it true? Sometimes I wish that I knew all of the things you know. Siobhan really looks like a snow fairy, with her milk white skin and pale blue eyes the same color as a just frozen over stream.
February 6
I am breathless! I was in the Prince Tobias' room, fluffing the pillows how he likes and putting the warmer pan in the bed, when the Prince Gabriel walked in! Well, I just froze in my tracks of course! My heart just almost burst when he leaned over and retrieved the Prince Gabriel's favorite teddy bear from under the bed and gave me a small smile. He then left the room quietly.
I don't think I moved for ten whole minutes! Then I found myself and lit a small fire in the Prince Tobias' fireplace, put in place the fire screen, and fled in a lady-like way to the dormitory to write to you, Grandmother!
February 7
Marzipan said that she would have just about peed herself if that Prince Gabriel suddenly appeared before her like that. What a thing to say! I can tell that I have much to learn about Marzipan.
I think that Royals appearing out of nowhere is becoming a trend. Princess Daphne of the Rolling Green Meadows tapped me on the shoulder as I was delicately spreading snow rose petals on top of the calm water of the fountain in the Low Gardens. I tried not to jump out of my skin, because its rude to appear anything but content in front of the Royals. Even in front of Princess Daphne, our 16 year old curiously un-Royal acting young Princess. She wants only to be friendly to all.
"You are now off duty, Isabella!" she proclaimed and grinned at me. Her birthday celebration was the last one you attended. She wanted to have a snack with me and gossip. She said that there will be some very important special guests in attendance to the Prince Gabriel's Birthday Ball. I wonder who? She wouldn't give up any names, and I didn't beg, but she's giggly and excited.
As I look up at the stars and the sapphire marble of Earth, I try not to cry. Are you on Earth now, Grandmother? With Mom? Are you swimming?
Febraury 8
Lucy is back! She arrived this morning. She told me that her father is doing better. She bought him some fresh fruit and bread. She said he is so happy that she can live in the Palace, where you don't have to worry if the bread you're eating is molded, or if the fruit you have just consumed had worm eggs. I know we are lucky.
She led Prince Tobias around the beach today for some exersize. The way she skipped and jumped around, I daresay the Prince Tobias will have a rather good night's sleep!
February 9
Lucy and Marzipan are becoming friends. I am happy.
February 10
Oh, today! Lucy and I have been chosen as two of the servers for the Ball! The Empress Mary herself chooses the servers for events! I am so very, very honored. Siobhan was also chosen. Marzipan wasn't, but I suppose she is not experienced enough yet.
We are to start our special training immediately.
February 12
Drills, drills, drills! Presentation drill, serving drill, plate change-over drill, wine top off drill, so many! Of couse, the part I look forward to the most is the part after dinner. Watching the beautiful flowing dresses of the ladies as they dance around the ballroom; the graceful steps in the satin and leather shoes the ladies and the men. The glittering jewels and pearls. Ah, and to think that I will be among them!
However, I do not fool myself into wishing that I could belong among them, like some of the maids do. Some did not originally come from proud maid stock like our family did, Grandmother.
February 16
I've been so tired lately because I must stand at attention while Mr. Antoine trains us. Have I been rude? I'm sorry, Grandmother.
The smell of jelly donuts was intoxicating this morning, wafting from the kitchen into the small dining area where we are training today. My mouth was watering so much that I kept swallowing. I think Lucy noticed. She pinched me and I yelped before I caught myself. This deserved a look from Mr. Antoine. I was redder than the strawberries on top of the ice cream we were practicing serving.
February 17
Princess Daphne whispered to me in passing that the invitations have gone out today. The save-the-dates were sent out six months ago, as is custom.
February 18
Marzipan and many other maids cleaned and buffed the ballroom floor today. Tomorrow they're going to steam and iron the curtains, a masterful feat for they are 30 feet long, going from ceiling to floor adorning the original to Palace full-length single pane wndows.
February 20
Recieved my uniform for the Ball. Its a beautiful tulle and silk dress, in black and white. There is a ribbon sash in green, to signify that we are servers. Green, of course, is the Prince Gabriel's favorite color. I want nothing more than to try it on! There is to be a dress rehearsal in about a week. I can't wait!
Lucy is worried that her bosoms won't fit into her dress. That one made me blush something awful, and she pinched me to snap me out of it. Both Lucy and Marzipan can be so unproper sometimes! It amazes me still how different girls who come from regular stock are.
Siobhan, the most proper of us all, was fingering the tulle of her uniform. Surely if she was doing that, then I am not so bad in my longing?
February 21
Shocked to my senses!
I was staying late to try to figure out how Mr. Antoine unfolds the napkins from crane to flat with a single flourish for guests, and I looked up and who was it?! Prince Gabriel leaning against the door, moonlight coming in shining on his porcelain-like face. Then he said four words: "Don't work too hard." The shock of seeing him so suddenly and those four beautiful words sent my very blood quivering. I tried not to show my dizziness. He left quickly after that, but I think I saw him smile again! I'm still trembling. I hope that Poppy doesn't feel the shaking of my body transferred in our bed!
The earth is particularly bright tonight. Are you happy, Grandmother?
February 22
A rare day off! Played in the snow with Poppy and Lily. Poppy is so cute. She was playing, rolling around making snow angels, then she suddenly stopped smiling, got up, wiped off her dress primly and said in a calm, controlled voice: "Apologies. I have forgotten myself." I just laughed and shoved her into a snow bank. I am proud to say that there are three little snowmen in front of the dormitory now, each one with my handwriting -or is it finger writing?- saying one of our names for each.
The Prince Tobias was out with Lucy, determined to make a little hill with which to sled on. Lucy wasn't worried. She said she knew that the Prince Tobias is such an energetic child that he would forget his hill making for another exercise. She was right! I was walking the path to the dormitory after supper, and saw another Prince Tobias-shaped snow angel imprint next to Poppy and Lily's.
February 23
Happened upon Lucy when she was in a handstand. Lucy comes from circus folk, did you know, Grandmother? She came here when her father got sick. She sends him money and food whenever she can. Lucy was 6 when she came here. Do you remember how she and I used to terrorize the dormitory? She taught me to cartwheel, too. She also tried to teach me how to belch on command, a task which I was too nervous to obey.
Getting better at the tiny steps which make me seem to float while holding a serving tray. There will be a presentation to start the serving of dinner. We come out from the opposite doors on either side of the bottom of the grand staircase. Usually these doors are so discreetly hidden into the woodwork of the ballroom that you wouldn't even notice them. It will be a surprise to the guests when we float in.
I practiced more when I got back to the dormitory. Poppy was so entertained that she started to copy me. She giggled that she was practicing for her turn. She's so cute.
February 24
Lucy and I were left alone in the ballroom today. Before I knew what was happening, Lucy started humming and grabbed my hands. She had me waltzing! She giggled at my red face.
"The ballroom is full of Royals and important people from distant lands. The sky is full of glittering stars and we can smell nori-wrapped rice with yummy fish in it. Everyone is full on chicken and prime steaks. The Duke of the Tranquil Deep Sea has gotten drunk on premium champagne and has vomited in the plant right over there. The maids are taking care of it, but not us though, because we're Princesses!"
This proclamation above our station made me so nervous that I stopped dancing, but Lucy just lifted me onto her toes and did the dancing for the both of us. She kept building on the story and finally had me laughing when we twirled and I got a shock! The Prince Gabriel was standing in the doorway of one of the secret doors! By the time I twirled around again, he was gone! Did I really see him? Before I could re-visit the thought, Princess Daphne was suddenly with us and it turned into a three person dance.
Lucy started doing a very weird dance indeed which involved her walking on her hands. "I invented this one in the Jungles of Zunu!" she exclaimed. There is no Jungle of Zunu. We just clapped and laughed. In the fun of it all, I forgot myself. I hope Princess Daphne doesn't tell too many people.
I wonder if I really saw Prince Gabriel? Why would he even have been there?
February 26
Marzipan and her mother went out shopping for the dormitory residents today. They brought us gifts! They brought candy for the kids and sandwiches for the rest of us. Marzipan was delighted, saying that the happiest she's seen her mother since her father died was today when the baker saw their uniforms and put whatever they wanted on the Palace's account charge. Her mother had started crying with happiness.
Marzipan says that the Palace and the village are so welcoming and secure feeling that she almost can't get used to it. It scares me to think that Marzipan came from a place where it was so unsafe. Thank goodness she's here now! I mean... I'm sorry that her father died. I don't mean to sound grateful that he died. It makes me sad because of the situation, but maybe somewhere out there, he's happy that his wife and daughter are safe? Maybe he's with you, Grandmother. That would be wonderful.
February 27
The Palace seems to be bursting at the seams today with anticipation. We did dress rehearsal today and Lucy's...bosoms... did fit. Of course they did, the seamstresses know all of our measurements, many of us since we were little because they've been making our uniforms since the day were appeared here. I know that you would have loved to help make the uniforms for the Ball, Grandmother. Or maybe you'd be making the Empress Mary's dress? You always did know what suited her best.
After rehearsal, Lucy came running with Marzipan in tow, yelling excitedly for me to come quickly with them. She took us by our hands and ran us to the ballroom's doors. She lifted a finger to her mouth and opened the door to the top of the staircase a crack. We could hear music within, and before our eyes were the Prince Gabriel and Princess Daphne dancing!
They were practicing a waltz. Prince Gabriel was double left-footed as ever. Princess Daphne was scolding him, saying, "you're my older brother and the Crown Prince, and you're so clumsy!" Sure enough, the Prince Gabriel stepped on her foot as if on cue. They both started laughing and my face went red. The Prince Gabriel's laugh...I can't even describe it. Its low, but not booming. I almost feel that I can hear bells in it, as strange as that sounds.
Anyway, at that moment, Princess Daphne scolded, "enough laughing! You know who's coming to the Ball! Onward!" and they started dancing again.
We watched for a while. Then Marzipan, whom I swear has her internal clock set around dinner, said it was time to eat. I look forward to seeing the Prince Gabriel dance at the Ball.
March 1
It is early in the morning hours, but I just had to write!
The presentation went smoothly, the guests were impressed. Dinner went smoothly, too. I was so proud of us servers. We were fluid in our movements. Everyone seemed to enjoy the steak and herbed chicken. Us servers took a short break during the speeches given by the Empress Mary's close friends. We ate dinner quickly and returned like we weren't even gone. Princess Daphne was giving a speech as we returned, and commented about how fine the champagne was tonight and warned the guests about over-indulgence. She did it in such a way that made the guests laugh. It makes me confident in her ability once again about how she has a part in representing the Empire.
Then came the dancing. The Empress Mary started off with the Prince Gabriel. It must have been what Princess Daphne was working with him for. He only stepped on his Mother's foot once. I was proud of him. I caught myself blushing and calmed myself. Blushing is not professional.
Here's the part I've been itching to write about. I was sitting on a bench, hidden away behind the staircase, when I felt someone sit beside me. Startled, I looked to my right and there was the Prince Gabriel!
"There you are!" he said. He broke into a warm smile. "Are you tired? I'm sorry. Its my birthday after all."
I was in such a state that I couldn't even respond. Not even a word! The Prince Gabriel really is kind. We just sat silently together for a small eternity. I think I was on cloud nine. Then I remembered myself and had to leave him. I politely excused myself in the most non-offensive way. I felt like the room was shaking and panicked for half a second, but then realized it was my heart thumping! I didn't need to remember how to float with the tray while serving the drinks among those still seated at the tables. I was already floating.
Today is a break for the servers, but I don't get to sleep in. Poppy and Lily will need help getting ready in the morning. That's okay, though. I don't think I could sleep anyway!
Grandmother, you said that the people of Earth once believed that there were Gods and Goddesses living on the Moon. From what I saw at the Ball, its all true.
Oh, that's right! The special guests were the Royal Family of the Red Jewel. The Red Jewel is of course Mars. They've been visiting on and off for years and I know their friendship runs deep. Their daughter, the Princess Drusilla of the Golden Fire, was openly flirting with the Prince Gabriel! To think that she is five years younger than he is, too! She kept cutting in on young ladies to dance with him. I must say, however, that she does manage to keep the Prince Gabriel dancing beautifully. You'd never even guess that anyone would dare say he's clumsy when she's with him. I can't shake this burning feeling I get when I think of them dancing. It disturbs me.
Later
Some of the guests have stayed over. Some to nurse hang-overs, some to stay as extended guests. The Duke of the Tranquil Deep Sea is here, of course. He fell asleep under a table, using table linen as a blanket. Two of the house keepers carried him to his usual room, which is an admirable feat because the Duke is quite a large man.
Among the extended guests are the Royal Family of the Red Jewel. The Princess Drusilla had her own suite next to Princess Daphne's. I haven't seen the Princess Drusilla today, but Marzipan did. Marzipan was assigned to light the fireplaces and turn-down service in her suite. The Princess Drusilla encountered her in the hall. Marzipan froze in her tracks and curtsied, avoiding eye contact. However, Marzipan did dare peek at her while she passed and the Princess Drusilla smiled sweetly at her! Later, right before we went to bed, Marzipan relayed this story to Lucy and Lucy said, "I hate it when the enemy is nice!"
Enemy?
March 2
Along with Princess Drusilla, the Empress Amelia, the Emperor James, the Prince Julian, and the little Prince Thomas are staying here. Prince Cary is studying on Venus and couldn't even attend the Ball. I'm sure that if you were here, Grandmother, you would miss him. I know that you favored him when he was a little boy. I hear that he is enchanted with plants and wants to study them from the purple climbing helio... something vines of Mercury to the yet unknown species on the distant coments. I'll have to ask Robert what the name of that climbing plant is. I think its pretty, but it could never survive here. Its not hot enough.
Lucy has her hands full looking after Prince Tobias and the Prince Thomas. They're the same age and apparently being "little Royal terrorizers". They were trying to climb the curtains in the main hall, claiming they were mountaineers.
The Empress Mary was in the meeting with the Empress Amelia and the Emperor James all day. I hope things are okay.
March 3
Attended Princess Daphne while she and the Princess Drusilla ice skated on the man-made pond in the Middle Gardens. They mostly held hands and spun each-other around, laughing, trying to get one another to fall down. It never occurred to me before, but they look alike. They both have black, curly hair and snowy white skin, like two living porcelain dolls. They could be sisters.
Cook Teresa came out with piping hot cocoa for them. She slipped me a little macamadamia nut truffle. These truffles, I learned, were made for the Gentlemans' Room, where they apparently smoke cigars and eat chocolates.
Spied Twinkles by the pond. He was pawing at the ice. No fishies for him to stare at until spring.
The Royal Dog Walker, Matthew, was out with the Empress Mary's collies, Sugar and Coconut, and the Royal Family of the Red Jewel's dobermans pinschers. There are four adult dobermans and three cute little puppies. Since you have left us, Grandmother, Matthew has taken over his father's duties. He now not only walks the dogs but attends to their training as well as their feeding and play needs. In fact, I think he does everything but groom and see to them medically. His father is very proud and pleasantly retired. Matthew waved to me, accidentally shaking the leashes connected to Sugar and Coconut, causing them to run feverishly. It was funny watching him regain control.
March 4
The Princess Juliet of Jupiter is having a party in a week. Do you remember her, Grandmother? She's Princess Daphne's best friend. Princess Daphne and the Princess Drusilla are going to Jupiter for the party. Actually, the Princess Juliet is now just the Princess of the lower left quadrant, now called New Goldenland. This is the result of the recent truce between the four tribes of Jupiter. I'm so glad their war is over. It ended a few months after you went into your long sleep before you passed. Now the Princess Juliet's brother, King Arnold, as he's now known, is the King of the Silver-Truth, which is the new name of the lower right quadrant. The former Baron of Orange is now the King of the Emerald Grasses, the upper left quadrant. The peasant uprisers of the upper right quadrant have elected their own official as their ruler, whom the Queen Millicent of New Goldenland gave the title of Lord when the treaty was signed.
I'm somehow glad that their Lord doesn't get to have a Royal title endowed upon him. He was such an awful man. I hear he was the General of the Queen's army before all of this. There is a rumor going around that there was a conspiracy to assassinate the former Baron of Orange, ordered by him supposedly. Is that what started the war?
March 5
Marzipan excitedly told Lucy and I just before bed that she was helping pack for Princess Daphne and she got to handle a new necklace that was a gift from the Empress Mary to her daughter just for the occassion of the Princess Juliet's party. She says its a fully 24-karat gold, 60-inch vine of leaves that is wrapped around the neck many times and then cascades beautifully down Princess Daphne's party dress.
The Royal Jeweler, Mr. Valeria, explained to her with a wink that it was made in honor of the recent formation of New Goldenland, and that all of the guests at the Princess Juliet's party will be wearing only gold jewelry. He also said that the King Arnold's wife, now the Queen Makoto of the Silver-Truth, and former Princess of the Heavenly Aquamarine -also known as Neptune-, is going to be wearing mostly silver jewelry to honor the formation of the Silver-Truth, and the Princess Juliet will be wearing silver earrings, to symbolize that she will always have her ears open to the opinion of the Silver-Truth. She is also wearing an emerald ring set in 24-karat gold to symbolize the truce between the Emerald Grasses and the New Goldenland. She has nothing to do with the new military-ruled upper right quadrant, so she will not be wearing anything to symbolize her Kingdom's truce with them. They are the Queen Millicent's business.
Mr. Valeria knows everything about jewelry. He has family all over the galaxy. I wonder if you knew that, Grandmother? Ah, what am I saying, of course you did! Mr. Valeria is very proud of his niece, Charlotte, who is now the first Royal Jeweler of the New Goldenland.
March 6
The Prince Julian of the Red Jewel was walking along the beach today. According to Lucy, he was digging in the snow along the beach looking for sea glass. I wonder if he likes to study them? Or maybe he likes to look at them?
The Prince Gabriel was in the library today, also according to Lucy. He was studying the family tree, apparently.
Lucy really gets around. I suppose one would when one runs after two rambunctious little Prince terrors all day.
March 7
Roasted chicken with pineapple sauce for dinner today. Why did I comment on that? Because Marzipan spoke of nothing else all day. Its her favorite.
I held your single pearl in my hand today for a while. Great-Great Grandmother Nadine gave it to Great-Grandmother Anna, who got it from her mother, who got it from her mother, and so on, for our family arrival on the Moon so very many generations ago, right? I could just feel the history in my fingers. I wish I could turn it into a pendant, but I am too afraid that I could lose it. I will give it to my daughter when I have one. I promise.
March 8
The Prince Julian joined a game of snowball fighting with the two little Princes of terror today. He asked Lucy to join the Prince Tobias' team. Lucy said that she blushed so hard that she would have melted the snowballs before they hit her face. I assured her that I would have been blushing, too. Maybe maid and workers of the Castle on the Red Jewel are treated in much more of a familiar way by the Royal Family of Mars?
March 9
Lily and Poppy were with Robert the Gardener today. They were "helping" him plan the color and flower coordination for the Low Gardens. I say "helping" because they were more just making flower crowns for Princess Daphne's return out of some of the samples. Robert taught them. He is such a nice man.
Siobhan joined them and secretly made them orchid corsages. They're wearing them now, as they sleep. They were little fairies in the garden today, weren't they, Grandmother? They're such precious darlings.
March 10
Made Lily's hair into braided pigtails today. Her bushy straw colored hair was so lovely feeling in my hands. Its a shame that I had to make her hairstyle so quickly. I tried to make Poppy's hair to match, but she said that pigtails are for little girls. Lily stomped her foot and crossly argued that they are not, and made me wear pigtails in protest. Poppy looked at me in horror. I just giggled and suddenly gathered them both in a hug. They shrieked and mock-pushed me to be let out of it. I told them that they are precious to me and they gave me two giant kisses each. I kissed them both on their foreheads and sent them to do their small chores.
Lucy tugged gently at my pigtails and said that they make my small heart-shaped face especially cute. I blushed and she pinched my cheeks, bouncing up and down, exclaiming my adorableness.
March 11
Terrible! Horrible!! I don't know how to begin! Everyone in the Palace is in a horrified panic! I can still hear people running around and hurried voices as they quickly come up and down the dormitory hallway and rush outside my window.
The Lord of the upper right quadrant of Jupiter attacked the Palace of the Royal family of Jupiter during the Princess Juliet's party! It happened just an hour ago! One of the Empress Mary's attendants ran out of the Palace, begging me to take Poppy and Lily to bed so that they wouldn't have to be among the pandemonium and hear of this terrible news. I put them in mine and Poppy's bed. Lily complained that it was 2 in the afternoon, but before I could say anything, Poppy explained to her little sister that it was like a vacation and they could pretend they were owls, who sleep during the day. I was so proud of her. I don't yet know many details. I pray that everyone is safe, but no one knows many details yet. I anxiously await news.
Later
King Arnold was murdered!
Marzipan was with the Empress Mary when the Head of Royal Security rushed into her chambers and tried to relay the news of the attack as properly as he could. He couldn't get two words out without choking up, though. Marzipan said that the Empress Mary just stood there in shock for a long while. Marzipan didn't know what to do. The attendant who told me to protect my sisters ran out at the moment. Marzipan, alone with the Empress Mary and now weeping Head of Royal Security, broke the silence by suggesting to lead them to the Empress Mary's tea room and making them some nice tea. The Empress Mary said that would be lovely and they followed her.
Marzipan, standing at attention lest their cups need a top off or anything at all, heard the Head of Royal Security explain the following:
The Royal Family of the New Goldenland, along with Kind Arnold, Queen Makoto, their darling little daughter, Princess Miu, their son the Prince Midori, and and the former Baron of Orange with his wife the Baroness Miao-Miao, were all in attendance of the Princess Juliet's party. The Princess Juliet's friends along with the Princess Drusilla and our Princess Daphne were opening presents with the Princess Juliet, when the Royal Security of New Goldenland heard a strange sudden whistling.
Before anyone could even react, their blood ran cold as death as hundreds of flaming, rocket powered arrows flew over their heads like angry hornets. This is the former General of the Goldenland's signature attack.
Their mouthes hung open in the beginnings of screams as the arrows rained down in the Royal Golden Garden. The first guests hit didn't have time for even that as the arrows exploded wherever they pierced flesh and all around them.
The Head of Royal Security completely broke down when he said this, dropping his tea cup accidentally. Marzipan didn't even move from her position next to the curtain to mop up the fallen tea and shards of china because she didn't want to chance breaking their concentration. The Head of Royal Security partially composed himself after a small while, and the Empress Mary, seeing this, put her shaking hand on his forearm and said in a voice that sounded as pale as her face, "And my daughter? What of my daughter?"
The Head of Royal Security said that she had fled into the most inner chambers of the Royal Home along with many of the not badly injured guests. Unfortunately, the Head of Royal Security reported, there weren't many. He went on to say that at this moment the Royal Family of the Red Jewel were being informed of the attack, and that their daughter is safe as well. Apparently she, Princess Daphne, and the Princess Juliet were sitting in a marble gazebo in the most honored positions of the party and miraculously the gazebo took the attack for the three of them. The gazebo crumbled as the arrows that hit it exploded and they fled screaming in the direction that the arrows weren't coming from. This part of the account came from Princess Daphne herself. She's currently being treated for minor burns and will be quickly transported home along with the Princess Drusilla and the Princess Juliet.
As the arrows rained down, he continued, King Arnold jumped in front of Queen Makoto and their daughter, the Princess Miu.
The Head of Royal Security started shaking as he said this. The Empress Mary was crying at that point.
The arrows pierced King Arnold all over and exploded. "The...the King's head...the King's h-head!" the Head of Royal Security moaned and covered his eyes so that the Empress Mary wouldn't see him cry. "The Lord towered over the cowering Queen Makoto and her daughter, severed the King's head clean off, and held it by the hair. He...he waved it threateningly at Queen Makoto. No one heard what he said but Queen Makoto and her daughter. He advanced on them and they shrieked in terror. Miraculously, he left them after that, unharmed by his blade."
Marzipan recited this part which she swears is as close to his actual words as possible. She said it as important to do so.
She went on to say that the Lord's army allowed the Queen Makoto and her daughter to flee and they suddenly boarded the Royal Family of the New Goldenland's private craft to Neptune. She fearfully said that the Prince Midori has been captured by the Lord's army and no one knows what happened to him. He is the King Arnold's heir, and became King of the Silver-Truth as soon as his father was murdered as is their custom. If he dies, I sadly write, the little Princess Miu will become the immediate heir. She's only four! The Prince Midori is only thirteen! My scared heart shakes for them all, for all of them on the Royal grounds of the Goldenland.
She said that the Lord's army retreated once the Prince Midori was captured, leaving many, many dead and dying. When the Royal Security of the New Goldenland approached the Royal Garden, the first thing they noticed was the nauseating smell of burning flesh. The second thing they noticed was the absence of screams.
They were met with the most devastating sight in the history of even the Goldenland as a whole. Many of the security officers just dropped to the ground and wept, unable to move be the sight. The braver ones walked among the mass of unidentifiable remains, the sea of pink and blackening flesh of the burning bodies. The grass was squishy with a mud of blood and dirt. They knelt over the ones who were still moving and dragged them to safety, for some of the arrows were still unspent.
Out of 350+ guests, over 250 lay dead or dying in the Royal Golden Garden. The Head of Royal Security said that his informer picked up a dying baby and arranged it in its dead mother's arms. Another friend laid his body over his decapitated wife, who was attending the the Princess Juliet that day and just lost it.
At this point, the Empress Mary was on her feet, her face and the front of her dress wet with tears, holding the Head of Royal Security's shoulders. "If my daughter is safe, Harold, you may rest," she said quietly and with dignity.
The Head of Royal Security bowed his head and left the room honorably.
Marzipan found herself left alone with the Empress Mary quite suddenly. Neither moved for a long while. The Empress Mary stood, staring at the Head of Royal Security's chair. She found herself quietly and whispered, "You may be excused, Marzipan."
After Marzipan told me all of this, we sat on Marzipan's bed, letting it all sink in. We held hands like scared children, relying on the other's silent touch as comfort.
March 12
More news from the New Goldenland. News is radiating around the Palace, servants unashamedly talking aloud. Those with relatives who work in the Royal Family of the New Goldenland's home are becoming infamous for information, as their families and family friends send them more and more news.
No one knows where the Prince Midori is. He must be so, so scared. My heart goes out for the poor child. His mother and sister are safely enroute to Neptune, the Heavenly Aquamarine's Air Force met them enroute for protection.
The former Baron and Baroness rushed back to their new country, to console the people and protect their land from possible attack. The Queen Millicent was in her private prayer room all day, asking not to be disturbed. She has sent the Princess Juliet to our Palace for protection. Its a good idea, because if King Arnold was murdered, what of the Princess Juliet? There is no news of the people of the Silver-Truth. The three Princesses are enroute to one of the Royal Air Landing Strips. No one knows which one. I assume this is for security reasons.
I hope that since it takes so long to get here, that maybe we will have some warning of an attack...heaven forbid.
I sent Poppy and Lily to play with the dogs today so that they wouldn't hear the news and rumors. Matthew took good care of them. Poppy said that she thinks she likes the dobermans best. Lily said that she petted Sugar and Coconut for hours. She said they rolled over and moaned in satisfaction. Matthew said Lily could make a fine dog trainer.
Poppy and Lily's ignorant happiness breaks my heart. I truly wish I could be happy with them.
I'm so glad that you don't have to experience this, Grandma... but I also selfishly wish you were here with all of my heart. I know that you would hold the three of us close and put all of this on your own shoulders, protecting all of us from this horror.
I'm crying too hard, Grandma. My head is starting to hurt. I'm going to go to bed now, okay? I'm sorry.
March 15
The death toll is rising on Jupiter as many of the survivors' wounds are becoming infected and they pass on. The first of the dead are being prepared for burial. The army of the New Goldenland walked among the chaos of bodies still in the Royal Golden Garden to remove any surviving articles of clothing, jewelry, anything that could identify a person.
The Queen Millicent was presented each item grimly, identifying the possessions of her friends. This particular piece of information is always tearfully relayed with, "how can they do that to her?! She shouldn't have to do that! Not so soon after her son has died!" But if she doesn't do it, who will? Who else can identify her friends' cherished items and tell their families that their precious kin or friends were murdered? She is a brave, brave woman. I could not do it.
Everyone always wishes that they were royal. They all want to go on grand vacations, sail in luxurious yachts, have giant Balls held for them, all the nice things. I don't think they quite connect that when you are Royal that sometimes you must do terrible things, like send your boys and girls to war, see the wasted away faces of poverty stricken families that you cannot help, smell the burning bodies of your precious friends. This is why I am glad that we were born as servants, dear Grandma.
People are nervous to watch the night sky now. What if there is an attack, they say. I am not scared to look, Grandma. I know that you are watching us. Are you and your friends welcoming some of the unlucky ones? I hope so. Please make them something good to eat, and let them swim in the best seas. They need it.
I am crying again, Grandmother. I'm sorry.
March 16
The three Princesses arrived late in the afternoon. They were exhausted and went right to bed. Lucy remarked that Princess Daphne was holding the delicate chain of golden leaves in her hand. She said she could see a brown crust of blood on the shining gold.
Still no one knows where the Prince Midori is, nor do they know where the newly referred to as the Lord of Terror is. I shudder to recall that I called the cute, innocent little Princes Tobias and Thomas the Princes of Terror earlier in these pages, how I used the word "terror" so lightly. I know the true meaning of it now.
Many of the brave souls of the Military of the New Goldenland are searching for the Prince Midori and his captors. Others are watching the airports for them, scanning and checking every person who wishes to flee Jupiter for other worlds. I hear that some of them are coming to our land. Preparations are being made in the cities. I hear that many refugees will be offered work and shelter in the countryside.
Lucy said that her father has offered to open his house to them. She also said that his is scared for his dear Lucy, but that he is proud of her for being brave enough to stay at the Palace in such times.
This gives me pause. I never thought that maybe my friends would leave to be with their families in distant parts. I feel selfish and ashamed wanting to keep them close. I know that you would comfort me, Grandma. You would say that everyone needs their own comforts, even me. I know that if any of my friends leave that I can still contact them and that they may come back. I love them so much.
March 17
I was washing the windows of the main hall today. When I was working on one of the windows that frames the main doors, I looked out at the garden beyond. This made my mind wander to the horror, and I started to cry. I dropped my cloth and cleaning agent and then dropped to my knees, imagining the attack unwillingly.
Suddenly I felt an unfamiliar touch on my shoulder. I whipped around.
It was the Princess Drusilla.
"Don't cry," she said. I could see that her eyes were glassy. "Don't cry. You're safe here."
I guess she knows that news of the attack is on everyone's lips and in everyone's minds.
I took her hand and apologized to her. I apologized about everything, the words flowing out of my mouth like the tears were flowing out of my eyes. I apologized that she had to see that horrible day. I apologized that she couldn't enjoy the party. I apologized that her friends and family were hurting. I apologized about being jealous that she is so close to the Prince Gabriel.
She just offered me a small, sad smile and cupped my face with one of her small, lady-like hands for a moment. A warmth washed over me and I dried my tears. We stood there for a moment, then she nodded and quietly floated away.
March 18
It is the early morning hours. Blue light is slowly entering the room. I look at the first flowers that have sprouted in welcome of Spring that Siobhan brought in. They're called Dragon Mists, because their petals are arranged in such a way as to look like the white smoke that comes from these legendary beasts' mouthes.
I had a dream last night. I was flying. All I could see all around me was the blue sky. I couldn't even see the ground. I flew for a while, propelling myself in the air by small jumps. I then felt something coming up upon me. I turned my head to see, but there was nothing but blue sky all around. Then I felt the pokings. My body began prickling with the feeling of many fingers touching my body. I seemed to open a second set of eyes at that moment and saw them: bleeding, decapitated corpses, body parts turning to pink and brown pulp, falling away from their bodies as they smiled and grinned at me. As the mob embraced me, I awoke with a start.
I looked around the room frantically. I noticed that I was breathing too hard and held my head in my hands to calm myself. I stared at Poppy beside me for a long while. I touched her small shoulder blades, then got a creepy feeling and drew back. I stared around the room for a while. Then I carefully got up as not to disturb Poppy and checked on Lily. I touched her sweet hair. I got a chill from where I don't know, and sat down to write to you, Grandma.
I am so scared, Grandma. Please help me. Help me. Help me, please... Help me protect these two precious little girls. Help me comfort my friends. Help me to find the strength to even look at the poor, poor refugees of Jupiter without thinking of that horrible day.
Please. I beg of you.
March 19
The Empress Mary is going to hold a Benefit for the refugees who are just now starting to arrive on our shores. She is holding it with the Empress Amelia and the Emperor James jointly. I know I keep saying that people are brave, but many are brave right now. I think it is especially brave of them to hold a Benefit so soon after the Horror, as it is now becoming known. The Empress Mary has strictly instructed that it is not to be a party-like atmosphere. She didn't have to tell us that. I don't think that anyone is up for a party. I can't help thinking that thank goodness that it isn't near anyone's birthday. Its a sobering thing to think about in these somber times.
I heard that the Empress Mary and the Emperor James have sent their condolensces to the Queen Millicent, and their offer of militarial support on this matter. I hope it gives her at least a small comfort.
Later
I have to tell you this, Grandmother.
I was in the Low Gardens, standing at the fountain in the middle. I didn't even hear the snow crunching of a person walking the path to the fountain. I was too deep in thought.
I heard their weak sigh and started silently. I looked up, and it was the Empress Mary! I froze in place, hoping she'd think I was a statue, for it was so dark. I only recognized her by silouette. I will always recognize our beloved Empress.
Luckily, she didn't notice or see me, and sat down on a bench. Your bench, Grandma! I could see that her movements were dragging and soaked in sorrow.
My heart gasped silently when she began to speak softly to herself. I wanted to wish myself away. But, what she said, as my ears adjusted to her sounds, shocked me to my core.
"I'm so sorry," she spoke. "I'm so sorry it has to be this way. I need your help. I need you to hold my hands. I need you to cup my face and stare into my eyes and bring me to Earth."
'Earth?' I thought.
"Why did it happen?" she started crying, I could hear it in her voice. She started to take long, gasping breaths in her sorrow.
I then noticed that I recognized this silouette even further. She was wearing the blue leopard cloak you made for her.
"My sweet Sapphire," she wept. "I love you. Please come back. I need your warm body next to mine. I need your soft, probing kisses. I'm so lonely and full of fear."
Her sobbing become so hard that I thought she'd speak no more, but after a long while she spoke one last thing. This curious, mysterious thing.
"At least you left me this bench."
Then she seemingly composed herself and walked away back where she came with purpose.
Grandmother? ... What was your relationship with the Empress Mary?
{Isabella, in Love}
January 28
Washed some sheets today.
Poppy said she misses you.
January 29
I'm sorry I was in such a rush yesterday. Her Highness Mary of the Blue Sky is having a Ball for her grandson, the Prince Gabriel. Poppy thinks he isn't much of a dancer. I think that's fine. No one's perfect. Not even a Prince.
January 30
The cows and sheep look cold out there. There's even frost on the windows. I sure hope they're warm enough.
February 1
Lily had a fever yesterday. I didn't get a chance to write.
Oh, Grandma...you'd love the decorations that are going up right now. Beautiful candles, candy in little bowls, all signifying the singular joy that is the Prince Gabriel's birthday. The Prince Gabriel himself said that he wished for every child to have a piece of candy, so that they may feel the joy that he has felt.
I must remember to snatch a chocolate-covered toffee for Lily. Poppy huffed that she is not a child anymore. A woman at 11 years old. I'll share a wink with you and grab a mint truffle for her. I'll put it under her pillow tonight.
February 2
Poppy was dancing around the bedroom today, sucking on the truffle to make it last, singing that a fairy left it for her. I just laughed and agreed with her. She's so cute with that bright red, curly hair. I just want to rub it against my face and kiss it. What was it you said, Grandmother, about Poppy's hair? That mother had a fire in her heart and that's why its such a brilliant red? It must be so!
Later
Twinkles fought another mouse. That makes nine. I really hope that there are no mice in the Prince Gabriel's room. I'm glad that Twinkles didn't show Lily. She'd have cried. But, somehow, I think Twinkles knows.
February 3
Washed windows with Marzipan. Not the food! The maid, Marzipan. She's new...she came after you passed on. I'm sure you can see her. She's a cutie. She's here from the North with her mother. Her father was an ice fisherman, going out in the rolling sea with ice all around. I'm sure he was very brave. Marzipan said that he died three months ago. A man came to their little house crying, with an armful of sacks with money for them. He advised them to head South.
She's so lucky that she's with me. I'll show he the ropes, okay, Grandma? I'm sure you would have made them your famous honeyed chicken from the Palace's own hives in welcome. Well, I hope they like potato and leek soup.
February 4
Spied the Empress Mary walking the snow sprinkled Low Gardens this morning. She had on her long light blue leopard cloak. The one you made. I smiled and quietly sneaked away. I was going to dust the snow off of the benches, but we must be discreet as to not disturb the natural beauty of the Palace as the Royal Family sees it.
The preparations for the Ball are coming along swiftly. The maids who will be chosen as servers will be announced any day. Poppy is bouncing around in anticipation, hoping that one of the servers will be her. I know that she is too young this year. Maybe another year. I think she knows that she won't be chosen, but the excitement is infectious and she likes to be a part of it.
She made my heart nearly stop when she turned around and pulled at my skirt, singing, "Sister will be chosen! I just know it!"
I hadn't thought about it, but I am 17 this year, old enough to be in the running. Am I pretty enough? Surely they will only choose the prettiest of us, to make a good impression on the guests.
February 5
Cook Teresa made samplings of the birthday cake contenders. She calls it "the War of the Petit Fours". Its cute to think of those little squares of cake duking it out. She reported that the Prince Gabriel seems to like the lemon sponge, but her Majesty seems to favor the strawberry layered chocolate. I hope its lemon.
I helped Marzipan light the fires for the Royal baths. We handed the brush to the stokers. They were making manly jokes, so I turned a deaf ear. To make such jokes in the presence of women!
Siobhan brought snow roses to the dormitory. They smell lovely. I heard from Robert the gardener, your old friend, that her mother had the same white blonde hair as her daughter. Is it true? Sometimes I wish that I knew all of the things you know. Siobhan really looks like a snow fairy, with her milk white skin and pale blue eyes the same color as a just frozen over stream.
February 6
I am breathless! I was in the Prince Tobias' room, fluffing the pillows how he likes and putting the warmer pan in the bed, when the Prince Gabriel walked in! Well, I just froze in my tracks of course! My heart just almost burst when he leaned over and retrieved the Prince Gabriel's favorite teddy bear from under the bed and gave me a small smile. He then left the room quietly.
I don't think I moved for ten whole minutes! Then I found myself and lit a small fire in the Prince Tobias' fireplace, put in place the fire screen, and fled in a lady-like way to the dormitory to write to you, Grandmother!
February 7
Marzipan said that she would have just about peed herself if that Prince Gabriel suddenly appeared before her like that. What a thing to say! I can tell that I have much to learn about Marzipan.
I think that Royals appearing out of nowhere is becoming a trend. Princess Daphne of the Rolling Green Meadows tapped me on the shoulder as I was delicately spreading snow rose petals on top of the calm water of the fountain in the Low Gardens. I tried not to jump out of my skin, because its rude to appear anything but content in front of the Royals. Even in front of Princess Daphne, our 16 year old curiously un-Royal acting young Princess. She wants only to be friendly to all.
"You are now off duty, Isabella!" she proclaimed and grinned at me. Her birthday celebration was the last one you attended. She wanted to have a snack with me and gossip. She said that there will be some very important special guests in attendance to the Prince Gabriel's Birthday Ball. I wonder who? She wouldn't give up any names, and I didn't beg, but she's giggly and excited.
As I look up at the stars and the sapphire marble of Earth, I try not to cry. Are you on Earth now, Grandmother? With Mom? Are you swimming?
Febraury 8
Lucy is back! She arrived this morning. She told me that her father is doing better. She bought him some fresh fruit and bread. She said he is so happy that she can live in the Palace, where you don't have to worry if the bread you're eating is molded, or if the fruit you have just consumed had worm eggs. I know we are lucky.
She led Prince Tobias around the beach today for some exersize. The way she skipped and jumped around, I daresay the Prince Tobias will have a rather good night's sleep!
February 9
Lucy and Marzipan are becoming friends. I am happy.
February 10
Oh, today! Lucy and I have been chosen as two of the servers for the Ball! The Empress Mary herself chooses the servers for events! I am so very, very honored. Siobhan was also chosen. Marzipan wasn't, but I suppose she is not experienced enough yet.
We are to start our special training immediately.
February 12
Drills, drills, drills! Presentation drill, serving drill, plate change-over drill, wine top off drill, so many! Of couse, the part I look forward to the most is the part after dinner. Watching the beautiful flowing dresses of the ladies as they dance around the ballroom; the graceful steps in the satin and leather shoes the ladies and the men. The glittering jewels and pearls. Ah, and to think that I will be among them!
However, I do not fool myself into wishing that I could belong among them, like some of the maids do. Some did not originally come from proud maid stock like our family did, Grandmother.
February 16
I've been so tired lately because I must stand at attention while Mr. Antoine trains us. Have I been rude? I'm sorry, Grandmother.
The smell of jelly donuts was intoxicating this morning, wafting from the kitchen into the small dining area where we are training today. My mouth was watering so much that I kept swallowing. I think Lucy noticed. She pinched me and I yelped before I caught myself. This deserved a look from Mr. Antoine. I was redder than the strawberries on top of the ice cream we were practicing serving.
February 17
Princess Daphne whispered to me in passing that the invitations have gone out today. The save-the-dates were sent out six months ago, as is custom.
February 18
Marzipan and many other maids cleaned and buffed the ballroom floor today. Tomorrow they're going to steam and iron the curtains, a masterful feat for they are 30 feet long, going from ceiling to floor adorning the original to Palace full-length single pane wndows.
February 20
Recieved my uniform for the Ball. Its a beautiful tulle and silk dress, in black and white. There is a ribbon sash in green, to signify that we are servers. Green, of course, is the Prince Gabriel's favorite color. I want nothing more than to try it on! There is to be a dress rehearsal in about a week. I can't wait!
Lucy is worried that her bosoms won't fit into her dress. That one made me blush something awful, and she pinched me to snap me out of it. Both Lucy and Marzipan can be so unproper sometimes! It amazes me still how different girls who come from regular stock are.
Siobhan, the most proper of us all, was fingering the tulle of her uniform. Surely if she was doing that, then I am not so bad in my longing?
February 21
Shocked to my senses!
I was staying late to try to figure out how Mr. Antoine unfolds the napkins from crane to flat with a single flourish for guests, and I looked up and who was it?! Prince Gabriel leaning against the door, moonlight coming in shining on his porcelain-like face. Then he said four words: "Don't work too hard." The shock of seeing him so suddenly and those four beautiful words sent my very blood quivering. I tried not to show my dizziness. He left quickly after that, but I think I saw him smile again! I'm still trembling. I hope that Poppy doesn't feel the shaking of my body transferred in our bed!
The earth is particularly bright tonight. Are you happy, Grandmother?
February 22
A rare day off! Played in the snow with Poppy and Lily. Poppy is so cute. She was playing, rolling around making snow angels, then she suddenly stopped smiling, got up, wiped off her dress primly and said in a calm, controlled voice: "Apologies. I have forgotten myself." I just laughed and shoved her into a snow bank. I am proud to say that there are three little snowmen in front of the dormitory now, each one with my handwriting -or is it finger writing?- saying one of our names for each.
The Prince Tobias was out with Lucy, determined to make a little hill with which to sled on. Lucy wasn't worried. She said she knew that the Prince Tobias is such an energetic child that he would forget his hill making for another exercise. She was right! I was walking the path to the dormitory after supper, and saw another Prince Tobias-shaped snow angel imprint next to Poppy and Lily's.
February 23
Happened upon Lucy when she was in a handstand. Lucy comes from circus folk, did you know, Grandmother? She came here when her father got sick. She sends him money and food whenever she can. Lucy was 6 when she came here. Do you remember how she and I used to terrorize the dormitory? She taught me to cartwheel, too. She also tried to teach me how to belch on command, a task which I was too nervous to obey.
Getting better at the tiny steps which make me seem to float while holding a serving tray. There will be a presentation to start the serving of dinner. We come out from the opposite doors on either side of the bottom of the grand staircase. Usually these doors are so discreetly hidden into the woodwork of the ballroom that you wouldn't even notice them. It will be a surprise to the guests when we float in.
I practiced more when I got back to the dormitory. Poppy was so entertained that she started to copy me. She giggled that she was practicing for her turn. She's so cute.
February 24
Lucy and I were left alone in the ballroom today. Before I knew what was happening, Lucy started humming and grabbed my hands. She had me waltzing! She giggled at my red face.
"The ballroom is full of Royals and important people from distant lands. The sky is full of glittering stars and we can smell nori-wrapped rice with yummy fish in it. Everyone is full on chicken and prime steaks. The Duke of the Tranquil Deep Sea has gotten drunk on premium champagne and has vomited in the plant right over there. The maids are taking care of it, but not us though, because we're Princesses!"
This proclamation above our station made me so nervous that I stopped dancing, but Lucy just lifted me onto her toes and did the dancing for the both of us. She kept building on the story and finally had me laughing when we twirled and I got a shock! The Prince Gabriel was standing in the doorway of one of the secret doors! By the time I twirled around again, he was gone! Did I really see him? Before I could re-visit the thought, Princess Daphne was suddenly with us and it turned into a three person dance.
Lucy started doing a very weird dance indeed which involved her walking on her hands. "I invented this one in the Jungles of Zunu!" she exclaimed. There is no Jungle of Zunu. We just clapped and laughed. In the fun of it all, I forgot myself. I hope Princess Daphne doesn't tell too many people.
I wonder if I really saw Prince Gabriel? Why would he even have been there?
February 26
Marzipan and her mother went out shopping for the dormitory residents today. They brought us gifts! They brought candy for the kids and sandwiches for the rest of us. Marzipan was delighted, saying that the happiest she's seen her mother since her father died was today when the baker saw their uniforms and put whatever they wanted on the Palace's account charge. Her mother had started crying with happiness.
Marzipan says that the Palace and the village are so welcoming and secure feeling that she almost can't get used to it. It scares me to think that Marzipan came from a place where it was so unsafe. Thank goodness she's here now! I mean... I'm sorry that her father died. I don't mean to sound grateful that he died. It makes me sad because of the situation, but maybe somewhere out there, he's happy that his wife and daughter are safe? Maybe he's with you, Grandmother. That would be wonderful.
February 27
The Palace seems to be bursting at the seams today with anticipation. We did dress rehearsal today and Lucy's...bosoms... did fit. Of course they did, the seamstresses know all of our measurements, many of us since we were little because they've been making our uniforms since the day were appeared here. I know that you would have loved to help make the uniforms for the Ball, Grandmother. Or maybe you'd be making the Empress Mary's dress? You always did know what suited her best.
After rehearsal, Lucy came running with Marzipan in tow, yelling excitedly for me to come quickly with them. She took us by our hands and ran us to the ballroom's doors. She lifted a finger to her mouth and opened the door to the top of the staircase a crack. We could hear music within, and before our eyes were the Prince Gabriel and Princess Daphne dancing!
They were practicing a waltz. Prince Gabriel was double left-footed as ever. Princess Daphne was scolding him, saying, "you're my older brother and the Crown Prince, and you're so clumsy!" Sure enough, the Prince Gabriel stepped on her foot as if on cue. They both started laughing and my face went red. The Prince Gabriel's laugh...I can't even describe it. Its low, but not booming. I almost feel that I can hear bells in it, as strange as that sounds.
Anyway, at that moment, Princess Daphne scolded, "enough laughing! You know who's coming to the Ball! Onward!" and they started dancing again.
We watched for a while. Then Marzipan, whom I swear has her internal clock set around dinner, said it was time to eat. I look forward to seeing the Prince Gabriel dance at the Ball.
March 1
It is early in the morning hours, but I just had to write!
The presentation went smoothly, the guests were impressed. Dinner went smoothly, too. I was so proud of us servers. We were fluid in our movements. Everyone seemed to enjoy the steak and herbed chicken. Us servers took a short break during the speeches given by the Empress Mary's close friends. We ate dinner quickly and returned like we weren't even gone. Princess Daphne was giving a speech as we returned, and commented about how fine the champagne was tonight and warned the guests about over-indulgence. She did it in such a way that made the guests laugh. It makes me confident in her ability once again about how she has a part in representing the Empire.
Then came the dancing. The Empress Mary started off with the Prince Gabriel. It must have been what Princess Daphne was working with him for. He only stepped on his Mother's foot once. I was proud of him. I caught myself blushing and calmed myself. Blushing is not professional.
Here's the part I've been itching to write about. I was sitting on a bench, hidden away behind the staircase, when I felt someone sit beside me. Startled, I looked to my right and there was the Prince Gabriel!
"There you are!" he said. He broke into a warm smile. "Are you tired? I'm sorry. Its my birthday after all."
I was in such a state that I couldn't even respond. Not even a word! The Prince Gabriel really is kind. We just sat silently together for a small eternity. I think I was on cloud nine. Then I remembered myself and had to leave him. I politely excused myself in the most non-offensive way. I felt like the room was shaking and panicked for half a second, but then realized it was my heart thumping! I didn't need to remember how to float with the tray while serving the drinks among those still seated at the tables. I was already floating.
Today is a break for the servers, but I don't get to sleep in. Poppy and Lily will need help getting ready in the morning. That's okay, though. I don't think I could sleep anyway!
Grandmother, you said that the people of Earth once believed that there were Gods and Goddesses living on the Moon. From what I saw at the Ball, its all true.
Oh, that's right! The special guests were the Royal Family of the Red Jewel. The Red Jewel is of course Mars. They've been visiting on and off for years and I know their friendship runs deep. Their daughter, the Princess Drusilla of the Golden Fire, was openly flirting with the Prince Gabriel! To think that she is five years younger than he is, too! She kept cutting in on young ladies to dance with him. I must say, however, that she does manage to keep the Prince Gabriel dancing beautifully. You'd never even guess that anyone would dare say he's clumsy when she's with him. I can't shake this burning feeling I get when I think of them dancing. It disturbs me.
Later
Some of the guests have stayed over. Some to nurse hang-overs, some to stay as extended guests. The Duke of the Tranquil Deep Sea is here, of course. He fell asleep under a table, using table linen as a blanket. Two of the house keepers carried him to his usual room, which is an admirable feat because the Duke is quite a large man.
Among the extended guests are the Royal Family of the Red Jewel. The Princess Drusilla had her own suite next to Princess Daphne's. I haven't seen the Princess Drusilla today, but Marzipan did. Marzipan was assigned to light the fireplaces and turn-down service in her suite. The Princess Drusilla encountered her in the hall. Marzipan froze in her tracks and curtsied, avoiding eye contact. However, Marzipan did dare peek at her while she passed and the Princess Drusilla smiled sweetly at her! Later, right before we went to bed, Marzipan relayed this story to Lucy and Lucy said, "I hate it when the enemy is nice!"
Enemy?
March 2
Along with Princess Drusilla, the Empress Amelia, the Emperor James, the Prince Julian, and the little Prince Thomas are staying here. Prince Cary is studying on Venus and couldn't even attend the Ball. I'm sure that if you were here, Grandmother, you would miss him. I know that you favored him when he was a little boy. I hear that he is enchanted with plants and wants to study them from the purple climbing helio... something vines of Mercury to the yet unknown species on the distant coments. I'll have to ask Robert what the name of that climbing plant is. I think its pretty, but it could never survive here. Its not hot enough.
Lucy has her hands full looking after Prince Tobias and the Prince Thomas. They're the same age and apparently being "little Royal terrorizers". They were trying to climb the curtains in the main hall, claiming they were mountaineers.
The Empress Mary was in the meeting with the Empress Amelia and the Emperor James all day. I hope things are okay.
March 3
Attended Princess Daphne while she and the Princess Drusilla ice skated on the man-made pond in the Middle Gardens. They mostly held hands and spun each-other around, laughing, trying to get one another to fall down. It never occurred to me before, but they look alike. They both have black, curly hair and snowy white skin, like two living porcelain dolls. They could be sisters.
Cook Teresa came out with piping hot cocoa for them. She slipped me a little macamadamia nut truffle. These truffles, I learned, were made for the Gentlemans' Room, where they apparently smoke cigars and eat chocolates.
Spied Twinkles by the pond. He was pawing at the ice. No fishies for him to stare at until spring.
The Royal Dog Walker, Matthew, was out with the Empress Mary's collies, Sugar and Coconut, and the Royal Family of the Red Jewel's dobermans pinschers. There are four adult dobermans and three cute little puppies. Since you have left us, Grandmother, Matthew has taken over his father's duties. He now not only walks the dogs but attends to their training as well as their feeding and play needs. In fact, I think he does everything but groom and see to them medically. His father is very proud and pleasantly retired. Matthew waved to me, accidentally shaking the leashes connected to Sugar and Coconut, causing them to run feverishly. It was funny watching him regain control.
March 4
The Princess Juliet of Jupiter is having a party in a week. Do you remember her, Grandmother? She's Princess Daphne's best friend. Princess Daphne and the Princess Drusilla are going to Jupiter for the party. Actually, the Princess Juliet is now just the Princess of the lower left quadrant, now called New Goldenland. This is the result of the recent truce between the four tribes of Jupiter. I'm so glad their war is over. It ended a few months after you went into your long sleep before you passed. Now the Princess Juliet's brother, King Arnold, as he's now known, is the King of the Silver-Truth, which is the new name of the lower right quadrant. The former Baron of Orange is now the King of the Emerald Grasses, the upper left quadrant. The peasant uprisers of the upper right quadrant have elected their own official as their ruler, whom the Queen Millicent of New Goldenland gave the title of Lord when the treaty was signed.
I'm somehow glad that their Lord doesn't get to have a Royal title endowed upon him. He was such an awful man. I hear he was the General of the Queen's army before all of this. There is a rumor going around that there was a conspiracy to assassinate the former Baron of Orange, ordered by him supposedly. Is that what started the war?
March 5
Marzipan excitedly told Lucy and I just before bed that she was helping pack for Princess Daphne and she got to handle a new necklace that was a gift from the Empress Mary to her daughter just for the occassion of the Princess Juliet's party. She says its a fully 24-karat gold, 60-inch vine of leaves that is wrapped around the neck many times and then cascades beautifully down Princess Daphne's party dress.
The Royal Jeweler, Mr. Valeria, explained to her with a wink that it was made in honor of the recent formation of New Goldenland, and that all of the guests at the Princess Juliet's party will be wearing only gold jewelry. He also said that the King Arnold's wife, now the Queen Makoto of the Silver-Truth, and former Princess of the Heavenly Aquamarine -also known as Neptune-, is going to be wearing mostly silver jewelry to honor the formation of the Silver-Truth, and the Princess Juliet will be wearing silver earrings, to symbolize that she will always have her ears open to the opinion of the Silver-Truth. She is also wearing an emerald ring set in 24-karat gold to symbolize the truce between the Emerald Grasses and the New Goldenland. She has nothing to do with the new military-ruled upper right quadrant, so she will not be wearing anything to symbolize her Kingdom's truce with them. They are the Queen Millicent's business.
Mr. Valeria knows everything about jewelry. He has family all over the galaxy. I wonder if you knew that, Grandmother? Ah, what am I saying, of course you did! Mr. Valeria is very proud of his niece, Charlotte, who is now the first Royal Jeweler of the New Goldenland.
March 6
The Prince Julian of the Red Jewel was walking along the beach today. According to Lucy, he was digging in the snow along the beach looking for sea glass. I wonder if he likes to study them? Or maybe he likes to look at them?
The Prince Gabriel was in the library today, also according to Lucy. He was studying the family tree, apparently.
Lucy really gets around. I suppose one would when one runs after two rambunctious little Prince terrors all day.
March 7
Roasted chicken with pineapple sauce for dinner today. Why did I comment on that? Because Marzipan spoke of nothing else all day. Its her favorite.
I held your single pearl in my hand today for a while. Great-Great Grandmother Nadine gave it to Great-Grandmother Anna, who got it from her mother, who got it from her mother, and so on, for our family arrival on the Moon so very many generations ago, right? I could just feel the history in my fingers. I wish I could turn it into a pendant, but I am too afraid that I could lose it. I will give it to my daughter when I have one. I promise.
March 8
The Prince Julian joined a game of snowball fighting with the two little Princes of terror today. He asked Lucy to join the Prince Tobias' team. Lucy said that she blushed so hard that she would have melted the snowballs before they hit her face. I assured her that I would have been blushing, too. Maybe maid and workers of the Castle on the Red Jewel are treated in much more of a familiar way by the Royal Family of Mars?
March 9
Lily and Poppy were with Robert the Gardener today. They were "helping" him plan the color and flower coordination for the Low Gardens. I say "helping" because they were more just making flower crowns for Princess Daphne's return out of some of the samples. Robert taught them. He is such a nice man.
Siobhan joined them and secretly made them orchid corsages. They're wearing them now, as they sleep. They were little fairies in the garden today, weren't they, Grandmother? They're such precious darlings.
March 10
Made Lily's hair into braided pigtails today. Her bushy straw colored hair was so lovely feeling in my hands. Its a shame that I had to make her hairstyle so quickly. I tried to make Poppy's hair to match, but she said that pigtails are for little girls. Lily stomped her foot and crossly argued that they are not, and made me wear pigtails in protest. Poppy looked at me in horror. I just giggled and suddenly gathered them both in a hug. They shrieked and mock-pushed me to be let out of it. I told them that they are precious to me and they gave me two giant kisses each. I kissed them both on their foreheads and sent them to do their small chores.
Lucy tugged gently at my pigtails and said that they make my small heart-shaped face especially cute. I blushed and she pinched my cheeks, bouncing up and down, exclaiming my adorableness.
March 11
Terrible! Horrible!! I don't know how to begin! Everyone in the Palace is in a horrified panic! I can still hear people running around and hurried voices as they quickly come up and down the dormitory hallway and rush outside my window.
The Lord of the upper right quadrant of Jupiter attacked the Palace of the Royal family of Jupiter during the Princess Juliet's party! It happened just an hour ago! One of the Empress Mary's attendants ran out of the Palace, begging me to take Poppy and Lily to bed so that they wouldn't have to be among the pandemonium and hear of this terrible news. I put them in mine and Poppy's bed. Lily complained that it was 2 in the afternoon, but before I could say anything, Poppy explained to her little sister that it was like a vacation and they could pretend they were owls, who sleep during the day. I was so proud of her. I don't yet know many details. I pray that everyone is safe, but no one knows many details yet. I anxiously await news.
Later
King Arnold was murdered!
Marzipan was with the Empress Mary when the Head of Royal Security rushed into her chambers and tried to relay the news of the attack as properly as he could. He couldn't get two words out without choking up, though. Marzipan said that the Empress Mary just stood there in shock for a long while. Marzipan didn't know what to do. The attendant who told me to protect my sisters ran out at the moment. Marzipan, alone with the Empress Mary and now weeping Head of Royal Security, broke the silence by suggesting to lead them to the Empress Mary's tea room and making them some nice tea. The Empress Mary said that would be lovely and they followed her.
Marzipan, standing at attention lest their cups need a top off or anything at all, heard the Head of Royal Security explain the following:
The Royal Family of the New Goldenland, along with Kind Arnold, Queen Makoto, their darling little daughter, Princess Miu, their son the Prince Midori, and and the former Baron of Orange with his wife the Baroness Miao-Miao, were all in attendance of the Princess Juliet's party. The Princess Juliet's friends along with the Princess Drusilla and our Princess Daphne were opening presents with the Princess Juliet, when the Royal Security of New Goldenland heard a strange sudden whistling.
Before anyone could even react, their blood ran cold as death as hundreds of flaming, rocket powered arrows flew over their heads like angry hornets. This is the former General of the Goldenland's signature attack.
Their mouthes hung open in the beginnings of screams as the arrows rained down in the Royal Golden Garden. The first guests hit didn't have time for even that as the arrows exploded wherever they pierced flesh and all around them.
The Head of Royal Security completely broke down when he said this, dropping his tea cup accidentally. Marzipan didn't even move from her position next to the curtain to mop up the fallen tea and shards of china because she didn't want to chance breaking their concentration. The Head of Royal Security partially composed himself after a small while, and the Empress Mary, seeing this, put her shaking hand on his forearm and said in a voice that sounded as pale as her face, "And my daughter? What of my daughter?"
The Head of Royal Security said that she had fled into the most inner chambers of the Royal Home along with many of the not badly injured guests. Unfortunately, the Head of Royal Security reported, there weren't many. He went on to say that at this moment the Royal Family of the Red Jewel were being informed of the attack, and that their daughter is safe as well. Apparently she, Princess Daphne, and the Princess Juliet were sitting in a marble gazebo in the most honored positions of the party and miraculously the gazebo took the attack for the three of them. The gazebo crumbled as the arrows that hit it exploded and they fled screaming in the direction that the arrows weren't coming from. This part of the account came from Princess Daphne herself. She's currently being treated for minor burns and will be quickly transported home along with the Princess Drusilla and the Princess Juliet.
As the arrows rained down, he continued, King Arnold jumped in front of Queen Makoto and their daughter, the Princess Miu.
The Head of Royal Security started shaking as he said this. The Empress Mary was crying at that point.
The arrows pierced King Arnold all over and exploded. "The...the King's head...the King's h-head!" the Head of Royal Security moaned and covered his eyes so that the Empress Mary wouldn't see him cry. "The Lord towered over the cowering Queen Makoto and her daughter, severed the King's head clean off, and held it by the hair. He...he waved it threateningly at Queen Makoto. No one heard what he said but Queen Makoto and her daughter. He advanced on them and they shrieked in terror. Miraculously, he left them after that, unharmed by his blade."
Marzipan recited this part which she swears is as close to his actual words as possible. She said it as important to do so.
She went on to say that the Lord's army allowed the Queen Makoto and her daughter to flee and they suddenly boarded the Royal Family of the New Goldenland's private craft to Neptune. She fearfully said that the Prince Midori has been captured by the Lord's army and no one knows what happened to him. He is the King Arnold's heir, and became King of the Silver-Truth as soon as his father was murdered as is their custom. If he dies, I sadly write, the little Princess Miu will become the immediate heir. She's only four! The Prince Midori is only thirteen! My scared heart shakes for them all, for all of them on the Royal grounds of the Goldenland.
She said that the Lord's army retreated once the Prince Midori was captured, leaving many, many dead and dying. When the Royal Security of the New Goldenland approached the Royal Garden, the first thing they noticed was the nauseating smell of burning flesh. The second thing they noticed was the absence of screams.
They were met with the most devastating sight in the history of even the Goldenland as a whole. Many of the security officers just dropped to the ground and wept, unable to move be the sight. The braver ones walked among the mass of unidentifiable remains, the sea of pink and blackening flesh of the burning bodies. The grass was squishy with a mud of blood and dirt. They knelt over the ones who were still moving and dragged them to safety, for some of the arrows were still unspent.
Out of 350+ guests, over 250 lay dead or dying in the Royal Golden Garden. The Head of Royal Security said that his informer picked up a dying baby and arranged it in its dead mother's arms. Another friend laid his body over his decapitated wife, who was attending the the Princess Juliet that day and just lost it.
At this point, the Empress Mary was on her feet, her face and the front of her dress wet with tears, holding the Head of Royal Security's shoulders. "If my daughter is safe, Harold, you may rest," she said quietly and with dignity.
The Head of Royal Security bowed his head and left the room honorably.
Marzipan found herself left alone with the Empress Mary quite suddenly. Neither moved for a long while. The Empress Mary stood, staring at the Head of Royal Security's chair. She found herself quietly and whispered, "You may be excused, Marzipan."
After Marzipan told me all of this, we sat on Marzipan's bed, letting it all sink in. We held hands like scared children, relying on the other's silent touch as comfort.
March 12
More news from the New Goldenland. News is radiating around the Palace, servants unashamedly talking aloud. Those with relatives who work in the Royal Family of the New Goldenland's home are becoming infamous for information, as their families and family friends send them more and more news.
No one knows where the Prince Midori is. He must be so, so scared. My heart goes out for the poor child. His mother and sister are safely enroute to Neptune, the Heavenly Aquamarine's Air Force met them enroute for protection.
The former Baron and Baroness rushed back to their new country, to console the people and protect their land from possible attack. The Queen Millicent was in her private prayer room all day, asking not to be disturbed. She has sent the Princess Juliet to our Palace for protection. Its a good idea, because if King Arnold was murdered, what of the Princess Juliet? There is no news of the people of the Silver-Truth. The three Princesses are enroute to one of the Royal Air Landing Strips. No one knows which one. I assume this is for security reasons.
I hope that since it takes so long to get here, that maybe we will have some warning of an attack...heaven forbid.
I sent Poppy and Lily to play with the dogs today so that they wouldn't hear the news and rumors. Matthew took good care of them. Poppy said that she thinks she likes the dobermans best. Lily said that she petted Sugar and Coconut for hours. She said they rolled over and moaned in satisfaction. Matthew said Lily could make a fine dog trainer.
Poppy and Lily's ignorant happiness breaks my heart. I truly wish I could be happy with them.
I'm so glad that you don't have to experience this, Grandma... but I also selfishly wish you were here with all of my heart. I know that you would hold the three of us close and put all of this on your own shoulders, protecting all of us from this horror.
I'm crying too hard, Grandma. My head is starting to hurt. I'm going to go to bed now, okay? I'm sorry.
March 15
The death toll is rising on Jupiter as many of the survivors' wounds are becoming infected and they pass on. The first of the dead are being prepared for burial. The army of the New Goldenland walked among the chaos of bodies still in the Royal Golden Garden to remove any surviving articles of clothing, jewelry, anything that could identify a person.
The Queen Millicent was presented each item grimly, identifying the possessions of her friends. This particular piece of information is always tearfully relayed with, "how can they do that to her?! She shouldn't have to do that! Not so soon after her son has died!" But if she doesn't do it, who will? Who else can identify her friends' cherished items and tell their families that their precious kin or friends were murdered? She is a brave, brave woman. I could not do it.
Everyone always wishes that they were royal. They all want to go on grand vacations, sail in luxurious yachts, have giant Balls held for them, all the nice things. I don't think they quite connect that when you are Royal that sometimes you must do terrible things, like send your boys and girls to war, see the wasted away faces of poverty stricken families that you cannot help, smell the burning bodies of your precious friends. This is why I am glad that we were born as servants, dear Grandma.
People are nervous to watch the night sky now. What if there is an attack, they say. I am not scared to look, Grandma. I know that you are watching us. Are you and your friends welcoming some of the unlucky ones? I hope so. Please make them something good to eat, and let them swim in the best seas. They need it.
I am crying again, Grandmother. I'm sorry.
March 16
The three Princesses arrived late in the afternoon. They were exhausted and went right to bed. Lucy remarked that Princess Daphne was holding the delicate chain of golden leaves in her hand. She said she could see a brown crust of blood on the shining gold.
Still no one knows where the Prince Midori is, nor do they know where the newly referred to as the Lord of Terror is. I shudder to recall that I called the cute, innocent little Princes Tobias and Thomas the Princes of Terror earlier in these pages, how I used the word "terror" so lightly. I know the true meaning of it now.
Many of the brave souls of the Military of the New Goldenland are searching for the Prince Midori and his captors. Others are watching the airports for them, scanning and checking every person who wishes to flee Jupiter for other worlds. I hear that some of them are coming to our land. Preparations are being made in the cities. I hear that many refugees will be offered work and shelter in the countryside.
Lucy said that her father has offered to open his house to them. She also said that his is scared for his dear Lucy, but that he is proud of her for being brave enough to stay at the Palace in such times.
This gives me pause. I never thought that maybe my friends would leave to be with their families in distant parts. I feel selfish and ashamed wanting to keep them close. I know that you would comfort me, Grandma. You would say that everyone needs their own comforts, even me. I know that if any of my friends leave that I can still contact them and that they may come back. I love them so much.
March 17
I was washing the windows of the main hall today. When I was working on one of the windows that frames the main doors, I looked out at the garden beyond. This made my mind wander to the horror, and I started to cry. I dropped my cloth and cleaning agent and then dropped to my knees, imagining the attack unwillingly.
Suddenly I felt an unfamiliar touch on my shoulder. I whipped around.
It was the Princess Drusilla.
"Don't cry," she said. I could see that her eyes were glassy. "Don't cry. You're safe here."
I guess she knows that news of the attack is on everyone's lips and in everyone's minds.
I took her hand and apologized to her. I apologized about everything, the words flowing out of my mouth like the tears were flowing out of my eyes. I apologized that she had to see that horrible day. I apologized that she couldn't enjoy the party. I apologized that her friends and family were hurting. I apologized about being jealous that she is so close to the Prince Gabriel.
She just offered me a small, sad smile and cupped my face with one of her small, lady-like hands for a moment. A warmth washed over me and I dried my tears. We stood there for a moment, then she nodded and quietly floated away.
March 18
It is the early morning hours. Blue light is slowly entering the room. I look at the first flowers that have sprouted in welcome of Spring that Siobhan brought in. They're called Dragon Mists, because their petals are arranged in such a way as to look like the white smoke that comes from these legendary beasts' mouthes.
I had a dream last night. I was flying. All I could see all around me was the blue sky. I couldn't even see the ground. I flew for a while, propelling myself in the air by small jumps. I then felt something coming up upon me. I turned my head to see, but there was nothing but blue sky all around. Then I felt the pokings. My body began prickling with the feeling of many fingers touching my body. I seemed to open a second set of eyes at that moment and saw them: bleeding, decapitated corpses, body parts turning to pink and brown pulp, falling away from their bodies as they smiled and grinned at me. As the mob embraced me, I awoke with a start.
I looked around the room frantically. I noticed that I was breathing too hard and held my head in my hands to calm myself. I stared at Poppy beside me for a long while. I touched her small shoulder blades, then got a creepy feeling and drew back. I stared around the room for a while. Then I carefully got up as not to disturb Poppy and checked on Lily. I touched her sweet hair. I got a chill from where I don't know, and sat down to write to you, Grandma.
I am so scared, Grandma. Please help me. Help me. Help me, please... Help me protect these two precious little girls. Help me comfort my friends. Help me to find the strength to even look at the poor, poor refugees of Jupiter without thinking of that horrible day.
Please. I beg of you.
March 19
The Empress Mary is going to hold a Benefit for the refugees who are just now starting to arrive on our shores. She is holding it with the Empress Amelia and the Emperor James jointly. I know I keep saying that people are brave, but many are brave right now. I think it is especially brave of them to hold a Benefit so soon after the Horror, as it is now becoming known. The Empress Mary has strictly instructed that it is not to be a party-like atmosphere. She didn't have to tell us that. I don't think that anyone is up for a party. I can't help thinking that thank goodness that it isn't near anyone's birthday. Its a sobering thing to think about in these somber times.
I heard that the Empress Mary and the Emperor James have sent their condolensces to the Queen Millicent, and their offer of militarial support on this matter. I hope it gives her at least a small comfort.
Later
I have to tell you this, Grandmother.
I was in the Low Gardens, standing at the fountain in the middle. I didn't even hear the snow crunching of a person walking the path to the fountain. I was too deep in thought.
I heard their weak sigh and started silently. I looked up, and it was the Empress Mary! I froze in place, hoping she'd think I was a statue, for it was so dark. I only recognized her by silouette. I will always recognize our beloved Empress.
Luckily, she didn't notice or see me, and sat down on a bench. Your bench, Grandma! I could see that her movements were dragging and soaked in sorrow.
My heart gasped silently when she began to speak softly to herself. I wanted to wish myself away. But, what she said, as my ears adjusted to her sounds, shocked me to my core.
"I'm so sorry," she spoke. "I'm so sorry it has to be this way. I need your help. I need you to hold my hands. I need you to cup my face and stare into my eyes and bring me to Earth."
'Earth?' I thought.
"Why did it happen?" she started crying, I could hear it in her voice. She started to take long, gasping breaths in her sorrow.
I then noticed that I recognized this silouette even further. She was wearing the blue leopard cloak you made for her.
"My sweet Sapphire," she wept. "I love you. Please come back. I need your warm body next to mine. I need your soft, probing kisses. I'm so lonely and full of fear."
Her sobbing become so hard that I thought she'd speak no more, but after a long while she spoke one last thing. This curious, mysterious thing.
"At least you left me this bench."
Then she seemingly composed herself and walked away back where she came with purpose.
Grandmother? ... What was your relationship with the Empress Mary?
