Post by barakaguru on Nov 14, 2007 19:37:02 GMT -5
*Sent anonymously from Scornubel, “Caravan City.”*
Dearest Elizabeth,
I know this letter will reach your hands and find you in such a distressed state, but I ask of you imploringly to read it through with a level mind. I know I should have sent a letter of such import to Hannah, her being the eldest, but you are the sister whom understands me best. You must think me young, eager, and impetuous to have put myself in this position, but I beg you, read what I must say!
I will be forthright: I simply could not have married Sir James Haughton! I may be young, but I have heard and seen enough of marriage to know well enough that a happy marriage is one built on the love and understanding between a pair who can share in opinions on life and living. Sir James is such an insufferable creature! His views on liberty and rights of the common folk are unbecoming to one who would position himself as a liberal thinker while turning to his cronies to reveal his second nature, which I would say is nothing short of being troll-like.
How Father could have expected me to marry such a man, I may never know. Oh, Lizzie, I must have broken poor Father’s heart. Please do tell him I am safe and can look after myself. I would never forgive myself should he die of a broken heart on my account. I promise I will write regularly on my travels, no matter how far I may wander from Waterdeep.
Father never did take me seriously when I would tell him I intended to see the world, and now, here I am. I wish I could tell you what I have seen thusfar, but I am afraid it would betray my whereabouts in such a way that would encourage Father to send someone after me. Mayhaps I will tell you in my next letter, but for now I must prepare for my next journey! Please don’t be angry with me, Lizzie. I hope you don’t look at my actions as a betrayal of the family; it is not, as I will forever remain,
Yours truly,
Clarissa
Dearest Elizabeth,
I know this letter will reach your hands and find you in such a distressed state, but I ask of you imploringly to read it through with a level mind. I know I should have sent a letter of such import to Hannah, her being the eldest, but you are the sister whom understands me best. You must think me young, eager, and impetuous to have put myself in this position, but I beg you, read what I must say!
I will be forthright: I simply could not have married Sir James Haughton! I may be young, but I have heard and seen enough of marriage to know well enough that a happy marriage is one built on the love and understanding between a pair who can share in opinions on life and living. Sir James is such an insufferable creature! His views on liberty and rights of the common folk are unbecoming to one who would position himself as a liberal thinker while turning to his cronies to reveal his second nature, which I would say is nothing short of being troll-like.
How Father could have expected me to marry such a man, I may never know. Oh, Lizzie, I must have broken poor Father’s heart. Please do tell him I am safe and can look after myself. I would never forgive myself should he die of a broken heart on my account. I promise I will write regularly on my travels, no matter how far I may wander from Waterdeep.
Father never did take me seriously when I would tell him I intended to see the world, and now, here I am. I wish I could tell you what I have seen thusfar, but I am afraid it would betray my whereabouts in such a way that would encourage Father to send someone after me. Mayhaps I will tell you in my next letter, but for now I must prepare for my next journey! Please don’t be angry with me, Lizzie. I hope you don’t look at my actions as a betrayal of the family; it is not, as I will forever remain,
Yours truly,
Clarissa