#thou awnsereth

[empireanon]

Heya Empire I-oh ya do not have an arm actually. I-how did that-are ya okay?

Courier seemed less nervous, and then more nervous but that was more about the Sudden lack of arm. He was holding a bundle of Irises (that he nearly dropped. Idiot.), and a container of…something. Probably cookies, knowing him. …did he know how to make anything else???

I uh-got you this uh, haha-but that doesn’t really matter all that much right now-yer okay? Right???

"𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖜, 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖞-𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓. '𝕿𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖓𝖔 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙... 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊?"

(I am alright, just that masked person again..It's not that important..what do you have there?)

[empireanon]

Ahh! Heya!

Letters! Mentioned! That’s very cool’a ya! …I don’t really understand how ya speak, but maybe you’d like t’a hear about…’r see some stuff I got? I actually dunno much about the history a’ letters or anything, but I gotta few kinds of envelopes, that I brought with me from home!

…actually, maybe this wasn’t the best idea. people don’t tend to really care. i’m a lot worse at this than I thought, haha…why did it make this seem so easy..?

‘R we could talk about somethin’ ya fancy instead, didn’t mean t’sound so self centered, haha…

Yours truly,

Courier

’𝕿𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖗; 𝖓𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖌𝖔 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊. 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞, 𝖞𝖊𝖙 𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖇𝖊𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘.

(It is ok, messenger; Nothing can go perfect as planned without experience. Letters do not have much history, but I would still like to see the envelopes.)

[empireanon]

"ₕ₋ₕᵢ ₖₙᵢgₕₜ...ᵤₕₕ ⱼᵤₛₜ wₐₙₜₑd ₜₒ gᵢᵥₑ yₒᵤ ₜₕₑₛₑₒₖₐybᵤₕbyₑₙₒwₑₙⱼₒy!!!.."

(h-hi knight...uhh just wanted to give you theseokay buh bye now enjoy!!!..)

[nervous, they drop off a bouquet of daffodils and a Guache painting of a sunset,scurrying off]

(She is confused, but still accepts these gifts)

[empireanon]

Heya!

It’s me! Yer pal!! Courier!! im being weird, this is why everyone back home hates me. Anyways, sayin’ hi. Again. i think everyone else doesn’t like me already.

Er, ya mentioned it earlier, and I guess convinced me t’get back int’a it!

Courier hands a decorated envelope over, hand drawn and penned. A design of a castle and flowers. (Alstromerias…if you even care….) Clearly inspired by your own kingdom.

…Had fun! Haha, maybe I should get back t’doin’ this fer real. or maybe it’s just weird, ‘n those people were tryna help.

…Anywho! Hope ya like it at least..?

Yours truly,

Courier

𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗, 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖑𝖞..

𝕴 𝖉𝖔 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓.

(this drawing is lovely, yes..I do like it.)

[empireanon]

cruelelking..,,.,,.,, my dad???!!,,,??,,.,, dodoyou knowny dad (cruelking is mh dadtrust)

𝕹𝖔.

[empireanon]

When th e he'll did empire lose an arm what did I miss out on why are you copying me /j

He lowk lost a bit of his chest too I WILL get that shirtless doodle of him to prove it.

[empireanon]

Courier walked in, he should really learn to knock, shouldn’t he? Or y’know perform basic decency. His mind was on other things right now, though. Bandages were wrapped around his neck, he didn’t comment on it.

“…heya empire!”

I almost never saw him again.

The thought made him sick to the stomach more than he thought it would. Maybe he hadn’t actually come to terms with things yet. Maybe he wasn’t as ready as he thought he was. maybe he just didn’t want to die.

𝕬𝖍, 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖗.

This guy was fucking shirtless how is he still a king

Also...horns?????? Where did they come from what kind of flu was that

[empireanon]

Hey......

Are you gay?

Empire anon will never get a break

"𝕲𝖆𝖞"? 𝕬𝖘 𝖎𝖓, 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖑𝖊𝖊?

𝕬𝖞𝖊, 𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓; 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖘.

("Gay"? Like, jocund? Well, yes I am then; very merry.)