Letters to The Night Court Pt1
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Sassa had been in the Spring Court for a few weeks and her adjustment period had been slow. True it was a beautiful place but Tamlin was very cautious about showing her things, like at any moment he might scare her away. When added to the fury that had met their pairing from her parents she could see why it was slow going finding her place here. Tamlin was good about making sure she had things to do, and was never alone for too long, but she had come from a very large family so the vastness and not at all full feeling of their manor made her feel very lonely when Tamlin was busy ruling his court. Sassa had taken to writing Herdis when these moods struck. Her sister was the person most likely to understand her with zero judgement. She never feared angering their parents, she had grown being different and had embraced it, Herdis was strong in all the ways Sassa wished she could be. So when the mood struck she set pen to paper and wrote her sister knowing it would make her feel better. She sat down in the library, curling into a cushioned seat by the window and put pen to paper, as sunlight spilled over the page.

Herdis,
           I know its only been a few days since the last time I sent a fire message to try and burn your poor drapes (sorry about that again) but I was wondering if you or really anyone in that circle of yours could help me with something. Recently a High Priestess turned up, and I get a really really bad feeling from her. Shes too nice. Does that make sense? She's not like Asa, Lif or Tyrion nice, its more how I imagine a teacher who pinches children when no one is looking is nice. Smiles to their parent but when the back is turned very sharp pinches. She hasn't said or done anything wrong, I feel stupid bringing it up to Tamlin because apparently they are old friends and I might be seeing too much here. But she just feels off. Maybe someone from your court has had need of a priestess and run into her? Her name is Ianthe? Anywho if someone knows her and can either confirm I'm not crazy or tell me that she's actually as shifty as I assume that would be wonderful.

On to nicer topics.... How are Asa and Gunner fitting in in Velaris? She sent me a painting the other day. Did you see it before she did? Its a moonflower, so white its veins look blue. The vines tangled behind it looked so real Tamlin wondered if she had enchanted it. Imagine Asa enchanting paintings. Its hanging in our room now, just to the side of my vanity. Not that you needed interior design tips. But clearly I'm bored and now that my curiosity about Ianthe has been asked and hopefully answered soon I don't have a great deal to chatter on about. I need a job, or a hobby. Don't tell mother but Tamlin plans on inviting them soon for dinner. I will warn you when so you know they are in the courts and can prepare for yourselves just incase she thinks its a good idea to drop in on your guys too. I'm mildly nervous about it. She hasn't been very happy with me lately, I doubt seeing me here will improve on that but he thinks it might help their anger. Still ill warn you when it comes time.

Give Asa a hug from me, and Rhys too for that matter.
Love you,
Sassa

Sassa eyed the letter, rereading it to herself more then once before she nodded her head. Shifting to open the heavy pane of glass she paused to smile at the warm air that crept over her skin. The sun was still heavy in the sky and she knew her sister might be busy but she would get it and then be able to get back to her later. Setting aside the book she had used to write against and the pen with it she leaned out of the window, whispering the words that took the paper in her hand and curled it into a puff of smoke. Somewhere far north she knew the paper would uncurl near her sister, fire spreading from one tiny fleck of paper and burning brightly to show her full letter. She watched the spot where the letter had disappeared for a moment longer before she pulled the window shut again. It wasn't needed for sending a fire missive but she hated leaving the linger burned smell in the house. She rose from her seat and tucked her things away wondering when her return letter might come before a call of her name from Tamlin distracted her from all else.

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