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Lady Mhysra Kilpapan was blessed from birth with a distinguished family, a glorious home and a giant eagle miryhl of her own. Fully aware of her luck, she wants for nothing in life - except a chance to become a Rift Rider. The elite force...
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MY DEAREST SISTER, I miss you already, and it has not yet been a month since you left. I even miss your bumbling pup, but I'm glad to hear you've settled in and hope you are well. I wish things weren't as they are, but I would be lying if I said our parents are reconciled to your choice. Father wanted to petition the Stratys for your return, until mother reminded him that Prince Lyrai is a Rider and the Stratys might deem it an insult. There is apparently little they can do, so for now, you and Cumulo are safe. Relatively speaking.
Thank you for word of Kilai – a more hopeless correspondent I've yet to meet. I'm delighted he's happy in his Rider life, but I'm more pleased that you are. You and Cumulo deserve your happiness.
Speaking of which, I've refused three more suitors. Father grows impatient, but two were older than him and the other younger than Kilai! Mother says I have gained a reputation for being Unattainable, so all the young cubs are forming ridiculous passions for me, certain to be the one who tames me. It is so stupid. One of these days I shall say yes, and won't the fool in question be surprised.
It's not that I enjoy turning them down – you know how much I hate it – but I've yet to be asked by a man who wants me for myself. The Kilpapan name and fortune are so attractive, but we have no need of advantageous alliances. Despite father's blustering, your decision to enter the Riders has been met with nothing but praise. Everyone thinks you are terribly brave. The Kilpapans are rich and courageous, not to mention favourites of the Stratys.
Show me the man who has no care for these things, who sees me as more than an empty-headed doll, and I will happily marry him.
Alas, I do not think he will ask. Nor would father agree to such a match.
Did I mention how much I miss you, dearest? And your friends. They were so lively. I hope they're all doing well. And your lieutenants too. How is Lieutenant Lyrai? And Lieutenant Stirla?
I wish I could visit, since you cannot come to me. A break from town would be most welcome. Guests from across the Overworld have descended for the negotiations over Prince Henryn's marriage and Nimbys feels quite small. Crowds gather wherever the foreign dignitaries are staying and trail their every move. You'd hate it.
March Serfyn, from the King's Council of North Point, is staying with the Fenhays three houses along. Father deems it unacceptable, though mother often goes out to catch the attention of the press and promote the business. She is quite shameless, but you already know that.
The negotiations might continue for another month! I shall go mad. Write back soon, dearest, and take my mind away from such things. In the meantime, please take care, and send my regards to everyone.
