July 14, 1789
My Dearest Eleanor,
I am sad to tell you that your father has fallen Ill due to the recent outbreak of smallpox, and your little sister, Rebecca, her fiance Samuel Cullich has begun to start showing symptoms of the fatal disease. In other news, your father and I are arranging another ball to find you a rich suitor. I know that you are all the way in Boston, and you find no interest in finding someone rich, or even a suitor itself, but due to the medical charges and the poor state of our money since the revolution, we would really need the extra financial help, even you sister is engaged to the Samuel Cullich, whose father sells weapons to the Continental army! This weekend you will attend the ball that your father and I have set up, Jackson the old driver will pick you up, if you do not find a rich suitor there, then we will send you to West Virginia where you might find someone suitable, to your standards, and to ours.
Sincerely,
Catherine VanCottner
"That was the last letter my mother sent me before my father died." I said, an obvious hint of anguish in my tone.
"I-I'm so sorry Eleanor, I-I didn't know."
"It's not your fault, really, but my mother did end up canceling the ball, so she ended up sending me straight here, straight to you."
"Still, the pain you must've have gone through, it would've been... unbearable! At least to me. Anyway, I'm glad that your mother did end up canceling the ball, it means that we got to meet before I went back home."
"I'm glad for that too, but I think you should get back home, we both need to sleep, with all the work we have cut out for us."
"You're right, my princess, even though this will be our last meeting before I have to leave, I will send you letters every night, to remind you that even if I'm not here physically, I will always be with you."
"Goodnight my dark knight."
"Goodnight my little princess."
The two gracefully shared one last soft midnight kiss, before the man of shadows jumped off of Eleanor's balcony into the night, and the princess of dawn subtly whispered: "Goodbye my love, goodbye."
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Eleanor VanCottner & the prince of shadows
ContoA short story about the strange and mysterious relationship between an Eleanor VanCottner and this so-called "prince of shadows". Disclaimer: I wrote this when I was 12, and just thought it would be fun if this was my first book on wattpad.
