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 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.