To crumple the sheet. To throw it on the ground.
With all the others.
Copal restrained himself from taking out his frustration on his quill in the same way.
He was a Royal Scribe and an Ambassador. He should have been able to write a simple letter.
He stood up abruptly.
With a few stretches and breaths he regained control of himself.
At least enough to recognize inwardly that this letter was not simple.
It touched on too many personal things.
He sat down again calmgly. But without taking his writing kit yet.
He remained for a long moment staring at the void in front of him.
Looking for the right word. For the right approach.
But it was too difficult for now.
He owed Serae Wu-Shepeng his sincere thanks. And he would give them to her.
But it was too soon.
Perhaps he was simply taking the problem the wrong way.
First to get married.
And then to thank the one who had made this extraordinary outcome possible.
When he had been hesitating to propose for so many months.
Getting married.
He was going to get married.
He Serae of his heart had said sil.
Copal was smiling at a face only he could see.
But first he had to find someone suitable to conduct the ceremony.
The etiquette manuals he had consulted extensively said it had to be a married homin.
Of which he didn’t know that many.
The first one that came was the newly married Karin Aniro.
But that was far too presumptuous.
Probably.
Maybe.
Hm...
With all the others.
Copal restrained himself from taking out his frustration on his quill in the same way.
He was a Royal Scribe and an Ambassador. He should have been able to write a simple letter.
He stood up abruptly.
With a few stretches and breaths he regained control of himself.
At least enough to recognize inwardly that this letter was not simple.
It touched on too many personal things.
He sat down again calmgly. But without taking his writing kit yet.
He remained for a long moment staring at the void in front of him.
Looking for the right word. For the right approach.
But it was too difficult for now.
He owed Serae Wu-Shepeng his sincere thanks. And he would give them to her.
But it was too soon.
Perhaps he was simply taking the problem the wrong way.
First to get married.
And then to thank the one who had made this extraordinary outcome possible.
When he had been hesitating to propose for so many months.
Getting married.
He was going to get married.
He Serae of his heart had said sil.
Copal was smiling at a face only he could see.
But first he had to find someone suitable to conduct the ceremony.
The etiquette manuals he had consulted extensively said it had to be a married homin.
Of which he didn’t know that many.
The first one that came was the newly married Karin Aniro.
But that was far too presumptuous.
Probably.
Maybe.
Hm...