Princess F: Oi, minna-san! Look at me trying to write a 'novel.' Rather, a novelette. Please just read the prologue, and give me some commentary, light criticism, etc, k? Domo arigatou.

THE BLACK ROSE
PROLOGUE

The glorious afternoon ended, as the last rays of sun disappeared behind the golden-green hills. That was the precise time as I received a message.

The bearer was from the province of Golderthe; he wore the customary colors. Why should I have a message from Golderthe? We had no relations there, and those at Golderthe were of high rank. Why would they have a letter delivered to a poor peasant girl such as I?

This courier did not look at me, but had a grievous expression on his face as he handed me a letter.