Letter Eight: Whelan to Altair

To: High Prince Altair
From: Prince Whelan of the Realm of Waters

Altair,

It is going to take time for me to become accustomed to speaking to you without your title, but I will do my very best.

As it happens, I have visited the Great Forest many times. The rivers that run through the land there are still the domain of the Water Elves and so upon occasion I am required to visit.

I do so love the trees, but I have never been beyond the receiving canopy at the Forest Hold. I’m sure the view you have is stunning. Perhaps, someday I will see it myself.

By the time you receive this reply, you will most likely have left their realm behind. Where will you visit next? I assume there is an order to these things, but it never occurred to me to ask.

Your letter was waiting for me when I returned to the Watery Keep after a rather long and arduous day of mediation between the merfolk and water nymphs over a territorial dispute. If there is anything I accomplish as ruler of the Water Elves, I hope it will be a final and lasting treaty between these two factions.

I think tomorrow I”ll go to my favorite river bank near the Peaceful Cove and relax there before reconvening the negotiations.

Mother handed your letter to me when I arrived with the strangest smile upon her face. If I did not know better, I would swear she had taken a peek before she delivered it. As it happens, I do know better. Trust me, Altair, she would never spy nor pry. I think she’s simply happy that you and I are coming to know each other better.

As for your question, I do remember playing quite a lot when I was a youngling, though here we are much more accustomed to swimming than running! Like you, however, I do not remember days or specific instances save for a broken arm I earned sparring with Titan.

I was only just learning to use the trident, and well, I was awkward.

I do wish I could join you on your journey. It would be fascinating to spend more time with the other nobles of Avalon beyond passing greetings on Feast Days, and I confess, it would simply be nice to spend more time with you.

If I did not think the carefully crafted walls of social decorum in Avalon would fall to the ground, I might simply appear unannounced on one of your stops.

I suppose I shall wait, however. It is only a few days more. Why am I so anxious?

Be safe and know that you are in my thoughts as well,

Whelan

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