02-14-2024, 12:27 AM
Wintry omens and snow abound, it is with a much more figurative cold that response to a message given is penned and sent out as yet another order of business between notes and letters: An impassive expression held throughout, a ruthlessly efficient flow to the marking of ink upon page and its ensuing folds. An eerily calm thanks paid to the one entrusted to convey such a message before proceeding with all those remaining affairs of state remaining on the day's agenda.
Quote:I do recall such a young fellow, who I had offered the courtesy of a chance to amend for partaking of his father's treason. So too do I recall a generous wealth of the benefit of the doubt offered to you when it became increasingly clear that courtesy would mean nothing more than a buy of time for you to expend your various options down the path of vengeance - when in truth the most sage of options would have been to move on however you could.
In that stead you have gone through masks and deceit and the hopes wherever it is your tread would lead could outrun the inevitable spread of truth for whatever precious time longer. How surely you must have wished for none to meddle when you attacked the proper heir of Delphina in the cloak of night. If only you had none to witness. If only you knew the forests even a slight as not to choose such a poor landmark to strike upon. For all the paths and options tread to nought, the notion of honor shall suddenly strike you as your next? Look back upon the trail of vapid disrespects and poorly told lies whilst holding and poising the knife upon one more vulnerable than I, and you will find just how deserving you are of any trace. What precedes you are the fibers you have to weave, and this rope you make not one of honor, but one that may hang you nonetheless if you so truly insist.
Much as I know you have wielded your aunt's name to your accreditation beyond her knowledge, I will to elect to believe that it is your own delusion rather than anything instilled by your father to see in yourself any claim to the position of heir. To say he would promise the role of heir to an unproven child when such a succession is one to be weighed by merit rather than family lineage, to cast added stain upon his name.
Who yet has some measure of credit worth maintaining, despite the inevitable price of his treachery. The same cannot be said for yourself. Call to the people and land of Delphina you entitle yourself to that this be your gauntlet of honor thrown to the ground. The people will find only a tarnished scrap, the land will respond with the same silence that nature ever gives when posed such vain pleas for recognition. No sound mind will grant you such. You treat the responsibility of royalty as the resolution to your own personal angst, professing such so plainly. No sound mind will ever answer to you.
You may find yourself humored on the thought of clashing arms, as has only been the inevitable due for your attempts upon the life of Sunsets over Moonlight. You will not, however, find yourself humored on the thought you have any right to proclaim it a matter of honor for yourself. A ceremonious act of judgement, which I will permit you to see dealt by my own hand and resisted by your own however you may offer. Do not let such an invitation mislead you however, had you held any hope of securing a grace from being hunted by the Elzara in the meanwhile it takes for this to come to pass you must find yourself mistaken. You are a criminal who is running out of blather to cover his tracks, not an esteemed guest; and despite your inclination to waste your entire lifetime upon this theater my own time has value.
- From the desk of the Lumin King, Camino de Caewynn.
Date: February 14th, or the soonest available date henceforth.