Muse Of My Heart

I realize i have been scatter brained so let me clear some things up for myself if anyone.  Behllaveaia is the Island of Life. It is in the centre of the Great Waters that flow for eternity. Amruirael is the countries and kingdoms connected within that land. The mountains and the cities and the Wood are all connected but great spaces are between them and well named the Wildernesses. There are other less civilized territories and tribal people all throughout the lands. There are also the  Lyshxien, the terror of the Wood, the Skerridikki terror of the Great dessert and of the Rock mountains, and the Mountains' only terror is the Lyshxien that dwell there and the Wolves. Great dogs. Terrible but  ancient . They do not kill to eat or for the fun of it. The CIties have their own terrors with robbers and murderers alike. The terror of the cities is the  madness  the men create upon themselves.  Wood lies in the center and the Kinder ( the Castle and such where our kingdom rules from)

Since The city,  Eushaunn, is Kilos away i will take us about two weeks journey to arrive. Therefore the invitation is always sent about four months in advance. We had more then enough time to prepare and yet the moment i announced it to the hall, there was chaos. It was as if we were leaving the next day! Oh how i love our ladies and gentlemen who tend to the Hall. The women went hysterical beginning to get out the travel clothes and the armor for our journey. The men went straight to the Villa where our horses and traveling carts we always kept. It was immediate.  I, on the other hand, went to the library. It wasn't time yet for combat practice and i wanted to get some domestic issues cleared up before we left.  The Villa of Dyllen was lead by a distant cousin of my father's. He was an excellent Lord and a terrific warrior. However, his son... he doesn't belong in Wood. HIs father is still alive in a simple house in the Laor. The Fae care for him since he has gone beyond

The letter arrived early in the morning after the second wave of forced combat had just ended. I forgot to mention that the Wood is the Warrior kingdom for all of Ameruireal. Battles between regions inside Ameruireal are seldom and battles inside Wood even less. When there are, it is my job to keep the defensive or neutral villas in tact. My eldest sister is the Negotiator for Ruir issues (outside of the Wood). Second oldest, and dearest is negotiator for issues inside Wood itself. My brothers fight in their own villas. Four villas for four brothers. The other eight are under the care of  the Outstanding warriors from the combat tournaments. They make up the Twelve Villas. While i was finishing Gavin to the ground, i heard the messenger laughing as he made his way to the thrown room. The outer lying regions are entertained when watching our women fight our men. Their women wear gowns heavier than my armor and THEY 'swoon'. Watching me  destroy Gavin is nothing new to the other

Well, you know my name. You know my  home. You know my status.... what more is there you need to know? If you were a courtier you wouldn't need to know any more then that. You aren't a courtier, so i must tell you more.    Muse of my heart,   You are the whisper of the wind the babble of the brooke the giggle of a child.  Guide me to retell the story in the Light of the Wood. Should i start at the beginning? I don't think so  because truth be told i was very little at the beginning. Just a fey. I wouldn't know what happened in those summer days. I'll start at the Winter Masque of my Eighth Turning....  Oh my. I apologize. My story will have to wait. My  duties  are on the battle front.  I Will tell my story. Violet

I am Violet. I'm almost 18 and i prefer that you don't call me youngster or kiddlin. I may be of Wood, but I am Your Highness to you, whoever you are. My mother is the Queen of Wood. The Winter Queen they call her. The surrounding lands seem to think she is made of ICE?! Peculiar. She may be cold but not of ice. My father is the Kinder of Wood. King of Wood and all that lies along it's borders. So to you, i am Your Highness. Do not let me mislead you. I am princess of Wood but I have no crown. Would not wear one if i did. There is no fulfilling purpose to jewels and riches.  I don't wear fancy clothes on a daily basis. I don't ride side saddle. I don't 'swoon' and i don't faint on command. I am of the Wood. I have my own set of responsibilities. I tend to the defensive villas in the Wood . Wood is a kingdom. Only more of a country. There are hundreds of villas. Thousands of subjects, but there are only twelve Ruine Lands. They border each of the ot