Page 102 of Love & Letter Charms
But perhaps I should stop there before this letter becomes entirely too improper for an unwed lady to receive. Though after tomorrow … well. After tomorrow I’ll be able to write allmanner of improper things without your roses’ disapproval. They’ll have to accept me as family.
And while we’re on the subject of family—how scandalized do you think they would be at this somewhat unconventional addition to my vows: ‘I promise to kiss the honey from your fingers whenever
Ah. I was just interrupted by Spark lifting his head long enough to fix me with a look of withering disapproval and a most judgmental puff of glittering smoke. I swear, he knows precisely what I’m writing. Nearly as bad as Horatio. Thimble, on the other hand, would no doubt approve—if she were conscious. She’s currently collapsed against Spark’s side like a fallen courtier after too much wine, one tiny paw flung dramatically over her face.
There. Spark has gone back to sleep now, Thimble has begun to snore, and I’m left sitting here imagining that first glimpse of you tomorrow—the hush of the hall, the swell of music, and then you, radiant and blushing and beautiful. I make no promises about remembering how to breathe.
Yours (in only a few more hours),
R
Dear R of the Legendary Charm and Clever Fingers,
I think I have forgotten how to breathe already.
But I’m glad to hear that Spark and Thimble have made themselves at home in your study. They did look rather forlorn when I left Solstice Hall. I shall be delighted to see them tomorrow at the ceremony (though that excitement pales in comparison to the breathless, heart-pounding thought of seeing you).
And as for that devastatingly handsome fellow you mentioned … an introduction won’t be necessary. I believe I’malready quite well acquainted with this gentleman. Though I must warn him that I was not exaggerating about the number of pins (all right, perhaps I was, but only a little). It might take considerable time. He should probably clear his schedule. I’m thinking I shall likely require his services … all night.
Boldly yours,
L
My Darling, Daring Soon-To-Be Wife,
I … have no words.
Speechlessly yours,
R
P.S. All right. I found some words. You are going to be the absolute ruin of my composure, Lise. Fortunately, I look forward to the devastation.
P.P.S. Schedule cleared.
My dearest blushing (you, blushing!) R,
Who could have known, at the beginning of all this, that I would one day be the one to ruin YOUR composure?
Delightedly yours,
L
I did, L. I knew.
Would you like to know what else I knew?
I knew I loved you before I knew your name.
I knew I loved you when you started teasing me in return.
I knew I loved you when you suggested that first outrageous prank at your grandmother’s tea house.
I knew I loved you when you admitted I made you blush.
I knew I loved you when you said our letters made words come as easily as breathing.
And I will love you for every heartbeat this world allows me.
