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[NEWS] A Beginning -- from UO - Origin Events

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    A Beginning
    Posted By EM Faine Morgan on September 20, 2009

    Dawn tugged again at the neck of the dress she wore and looked up from the document in her hand to gaze longingly at the chest containing her armor and sword.

    “Would you stop fidgeting,” a small voice chided gently.

    Dawn turned to see Sherry looking at her with twinkling eyes. Dawn sighed lightly and said, “Yes I know, tis not seemly for a Queen to fidget. But Sherry, I’m not sure I can do this! What do I know about being Queen? Give me a sword and a good fight any day and I’m your girl. I mean, look at me! I’m wearing a dress!”

    Sherry hopped up on the desk in front of Dawn and gazed at her seriously.

    “Dawn, we’ve been friends a long time. I know better than most that you never sought this office. I know the burden you bear by taking this on and the sacrifices you are making,” Sherry paused thoughtfully. “But I also know better than most how pure your heart is. I know of your great love for this land and it’s people. And I know in my heart how much you care about each and every person. You don’t consider them subjects. You consider them friends. That care and the passion with which you fought all your battles makes you more than worthy for this office.”

    “Your grandfather and Lord British would be proud of you,” Sherry stated softly, touching Dawn’s hand with a tiny paw.

    Dawn considered Sherry’s words and, in her heart, knew that she was right. Whatever the land and its people needed from her, Dawn would give them. And she would start with the letter she had been reading when Sherry came in. Perhaps this could be the start of driving the cruelty and insanity of Casca’s rule from the lands. Diplomacy. Peace. Perhaps a new friendship and blending of cultures. It had happened with the Meer people long ago. There was no reason to think it could not happen again with the Gargoyles and their Queen.

    “Yes Sherry, you are right, as usual,” Dawn said with a quick grin. “And we should start now. We have an important visitor to prepare for.”
    “The coronation will have to wait a bit my friend,” Dawn smiled as Sherry looked crestfallen at delaying the plans for the ceremony she had been looking forward to.

    “Well, perhaps we can make this special in it’s own then?” Sherry asked, brightening considerably. She did love a good pageant after all.
    “Yes, Sherry, I think that’s a wonderful idea,” Dawn stated. “We should show our new friends every courtesy. This is, after all, just a beginning. Let us hope one that ushers in a new age of friendship between both races.”

    Dawn quickly pulled a piece of parchment towards her and began to write.

    “Dear Friends, I would request that you join me in the throne room of Castle British at 9:00 p.m. Eastern Time/6:00 p.m. Pacific time on Monday, September 21 to help make plans for our visitor’s arrival this week. I humbly ask your assistance in showing our visitor the beauty of our land and the grace of our people as we seek to embark on this wonderous new adventure.”

    Dawn handed the parchment to a waiting messenger and requested that the notice be proclaimed throughout the land.

    “And so we begin,” Dawn said to Sherry with a smile. “Now, I hear the cook received a fresh shipment of cheese. Shall we see if it’s as good as it’s touted to be?”

    Dawn’s laughter rang through the castle as Sherry turned a delighted somersault and raced through the open door heading to the kitchens.