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You may phrase it how you like, paint it as a formality, or force it on us as you will. But in the end it is to make us bend knee. Asking this of me does not anger me, as it does others, but it does make me sad. | You may phrase it how you like, paint it as a formality, or force it on us as you will. But in the end it is to make us bend knee. Asking this of me does not anger me, as it does others, but it does make me sad. | ||
| − | In truth i have always been sad when i think of Amber. Looking up at it from beneath the waters saw so much pain, so much distrust, and so much violence. Knowing that much of it was reflected below explained the work that | + | In truth i have always been sad when i think of Amber. Looking up at it from beneath the waters saw so much pain, so much distrust, and so much violence. Knowing that much of it was reflected below explained the work that needed to be done constantly to keep Rebma clean. But it was done by those of us that dwelt there. |
You came amongst us once, in your youth. You brought the gaity of Amber to our calm court. The men admired you and vied for your attention with hunts, and games, and explorations. The women swooned over you, and they vied for your attention as women often do. Even your older sister and her cousin Moire were not immune to your charms. In the end though you swept a dear child up in your laughter and took her to your heat and she gave hers to you willing. | You came amongst us once, in your youth. You brought the gaity of Amber to our calm court. The men admired you and vied for your attention with hunts, and games, and explorations. The women swooned over you, and they vied for your attention as women often do. Even your older sister and her cousin Moire were not immune to your charms. In the end though you swept a dear child up in your laughter and took her to your heat and she gave hers to you willing. | ||
Revision as of 15:59, 13 August 2015
King Random,
You ask a great deal of your family to ask for an Article of Submission.
You may phrase it how you like, paint it as a formality, or force it on us as you will. But in the end it is to make us bend knee. Asking this of me does not anger me, as it does others, but it does make me sad.
In truth i have always been sad when i think of Amber. Looking up at it from beneath the waters saw so much pain, so much distrust, and so much violence. Knowing that much of it was reflected below explained the work that needed to be done constantly to keep Rebma clean. But it was done by those of us that dwelt there.
You came amongst us once, in your youth. You brought the gaity of Amber to our calm court. The men admired you and vied for your attention with hunts, and games, and explorations. The women swooned over you, and they vied for your attention as women often do. Even your older sister and her cousin Moire were not immune to your charms. In the end though you swept a dear child up in your laughter and took her to your heat and she gave hers to you willing.
I adored my niece Morganthe. She was warm in a cold place, lovely and lithe and charming. You ruined her. She left her life and her son behind because of your callous disregard.
Then you ignored your son. Moire and I raised Martin. When he left Rebma and begane traveling shadows he recieved kindness from Benedict, neglect from you, and a knife from Brand.
Corwin told Merlin, regarding me, that, "It is sometimes pleasant to emerge from a conflict untested."
That shows how well Corwin knew what i had been through. My fault of course. I was rarely in Amber.
But i stood at Patternfall. I saw the Unicorn choose you and i must trust she knows you better then I.
I know Vialle. It will be a long time till you have known her as long as i have as write this in the dawn of your reign. I trust her more then i shall ever trust you. I have seen the wonderful, kind, and sad woman she always was suddenly and unexpectedly bloom, showing strength of will and steady purpose since she was forced on you. I bitterly argued with Moire about he demand of you. I see know what Moire hoped.
So i will trust Moire, and Vialle, and I will begin trying to trust you. To that end, i will, as i did at the edge of the Abyss, bend knee and give my fealty in defense of Amber.
Princess Llewlla of Amber.
One last note. I was set to travel to Amber to give you this Article. Moire told me she had decided that i had been to long at sea, hiding from my kin and that i needed to be present in Amber as it brings this new age in. So I am to be the Ambassador to Amber from Rebma. I am cross at my sister, but i shall try to do her bidding.
