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so why did Rory need new Pages at all? She wakes up. The end. No need to intimidate the populace or perpetuate the importance of Fate. Message received: Don’t fuck with the Pages.
Figgy seems to have replaced one trial with another—Rory escaped death but now she has to deal with Henry—and you’ll never convince me that the change was real or binding. I’m sure it was the result of some quarrel between the Fairy Godmothers (who, incidentally, make me glad I don’t have any sisters).
CeCi derails my train of thought. “I know what you’re thinking, Bianca. But this time Figgy can give her some actual help.”
“You’re the one who hates Figgy with, and I quote, ‘the fire of one thousand suns.’”
She resumes tearing a paper napkin to bits. “We can take the high road for Rory’s sake, can’t we? When we go see Figgy, you have to tone it down a little, too.”
“If you’ll remember, Cecilia, Figgy dismissed us last time because you said if you ever saw one of her birds again you’d ‘put them on a rotisserie.’”
She throws the napkin pieces at me. “Well anyway, I’m sure that’s all blown over by now. Let’s keep it that way.”
I think about pressing her, but I decide I’d like to see what happens. “Figgy’s expensive,” I say. “Do you have enough worms?”
“I’ll get them.”
“How?”
“Tiaras.”
“Just gonna hawk ’em?”
“Why not?”
“Lucinda will have a thousand reasons why not,” I say.
She shrugs and shoves another handful of pretzels into her maw. “She promised not to meddle. Signed an agreement, even.”
I let the Lucinda issue drop, but I still can’t understand why she’s picked up Rory’s cause so fervently. “So you just woke up and decided that Rory needs to be knocked up?”
“Everyone’s attention is elsewhere.” Her mouth is still half full of pretzels. I have no idea why this brainstorm has obliterated her etiquette. “We’ve been wrapped up in subterfuge and getting Outside. Not to mention your wedding. Rory’s lost in the tumult. Maybe that’s why she got so upset with Maro. It’s time we made her a priority.”
I think Rory gave Maro a wine bath because Maro is a meddlesome bimbo who’s bound to cause trouble and, even though Rory doesn’t know that’s why she doesn’t like her, that’s why she doesn’t like her .
Regardless, we set a date to go see the big bird on Friday. As soon as we come to an agreement, CeCi stomps out as bafflingly as she stomped in. Everyone’s going nuts. There must be something in the water.
And speaking of nuts, I’m sure Jason will get used to the country, eventually. It sounded like a good idea to him when you moved, right? I’m assuming you did discuss it together at length like responsible adults before you decided to go, did you not?
Change is hard. He doesn’t have William or Edmund around to blow off steam with. I bet there isn’t a Shambles within stumbling distance. How long has it been since he’s shot magical arrows at something? You’ll have to give him some time. He’ll see the beauty in it someday, even if the dirt under his nails is looking ugly right now. And if he doesn’t come around to loving the place, he’ll at least be able to see how happy it makes you. I bet it makes you as happy as getting a letter from your estranged friend who moved to Oz! I got one, so I’m going to go celebrate.
Wish us luck at Figgy’s. We’ll almost certainly need it.
B
Princess Briar R. Rose
Somnolent Tower Castle
South Road, Grimmland
Dearest Zell,
CeCi, Bianca, and I had a lovely lunch at Gretel’s Caf é today. Hansel traveled Outside recently, scouring Human supermarkets for new ingredients, and so there are quite a few new things on the menu. Gretel has come to favor something called ketchup , and while it’s delicious, I think maybe not quite so many things should be made with it, pies in particular. It’s a very pretty tomato color, and I will admit it goes well
Figgy seems to have replaced one trial with another—Rory escaped death but now she has to deal with Henry—and you’ll never convince me that the change was real or binding. I’m sure it was the result of some quarrel between the Fairy Godmothers (who, incidentally, make me glad I don’t have any sisters).
CeCi derails my train of thought. “I know what you’re thinking, Bianca. But this time Figgy can give her some actual help.”
“You’re the one who hates Figgy with, and I quote, ‘the fire of one thousand suns.’”
She resumes tearing a paper napkin to bits. “We can take the high road for Rory’s sake, can’t we? When we go see Figgy, you have to tone it down a little, too.”
“If you’ll remember, Cecilia, Figgy dismissed us last time because you said if you ever saw one of her birds again you’d ‘put them on a rotisserie.’”
She throws the napkin pieces at me. “Well anyway, I’m sure that’s all blown over by now. Let’s keep it that way.”
I think about pressing her, but I decide I’d like to see what happens. “Figgy’s expensive,” I say. “Do you have enough worms?”
“I’ll get them.”
“How?”
“Tiaras.”
“Just gonna hawk ’em?”
“Why not?”
“Lucinda will have a thousand reasons why not,” I say.
She shrugs and shoves another handful of pretzels into her maw. “She promised not to meddle. Signed an agreement, even.”
I let the Lucinda issue drop, but I still can’t understand why she’s picked up Rory’s cause so fervently. “So you just woke up and decided that Rory needs to be knocked up?”
“Everyone’s attention is elsewhere.” Her mouth is still half full of pretzels. I have no idea why this brainstorm has obliterated her etiquette. “We’ve been wrapped up in subterfuge and getting Outside. Not to mention your wedding. Rory’s lost in the tumult. Maybe that’s why she got so upset with Maro. It’s time we made her a priority.”
I think Rory gave Maro a wine bath because Maro is a meddlesome bimbo who’s bound to cause trouble and, even though Rory doesn’t know that’s why she doesn’t like her, that’s why she doesn’t like her .
Regardless, we set a date to go see the big bird on Friday. As soon as we come to an agreement, CeCi stomps out as bafflingly as she stomped in. Everyone’s going nuts. There must be something in the water.
And speaking of nuts, I’m sure Jason will get used to the country, eventually. It sounded like a good idea to him when you moved, right? I’m assuming you did discuss it together at length like responsible adults before you decided to go, did you not?
Change is hard. He doesn’t have William or Edmund around to blow off steam with. I bet there isn’t a Shambles within stumbling distance. How long has it been since he’s shot magical arrows at something? You’ll have to give him some time. He’ll see the beauty in it someday, even if the dirt under his nails is looking ugly right now. And if he doesn’t come around to loving the place, he’ll at least be able to see how happy it makes you. I bet it makes you as happy as getting a letter from your estranged friend who moved to Oz! I got one, so I’m going to go celebrate.
Wish us luck at Figgy’s. We’ll almost certainly need it.
B
Princess Briar R. Rose
Somnolent Tower Castle
South Road, Grimmland
Dearest Zell,
CeCi, Bianca, and I had a lovely lunch at Gretel’s Caf é today. Hansel traveled Outside recently, scouring Human supermarkets for new ingredients, and so there are quite a few new things on the menu. Gretel has come to favor something called ketchup , and while it’s delicious, I think maybe not quite so many things should be made with it, pies in particular. It’s a very pretty tomato color, and I will admit it goes well
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