July 8, 1851

Mari,

You don't understand. My parents made a decision years ago for goodness-knows what reason but they made a promise and I most definitively plan to uphold it. Albert truly is nice in his own right and his family isn't terrible. They have already made plans and announcements for the marriage in one month and have been saved two hundred dollars - Two Hundred Dollars, Mari, for us to start out with.


This decision is no longer in either of our hands.
- Ana

July 5, 1851

Ana,

For goodness sake, you most certainly are Not getting married. Whatever are you thinking?! Just because Mark is an idiot does not mean that you have to get married. For goodness sake, pull yourself together and stop being so dramatic.

You went with a mission, I gave you a beautiful chance to tell me how it was going, and instead you babble nonsense about marriage to a man you don't know. Snap out of it. You are being utterly ridiculous and if you don't knock sense into yourself I will come down and bop you myself.

I know you hate the facade, but its necessary to save our buttercups, you know that.

Mari

July 2, 1851

Mari,

Mark. Of all people, of all creatures on the planet, why on Earth did you have to send Mark! I have to be swift in this letter as there are matters I need to discuss with the Heralds downstairs as soon as physically possible.

In the briefest summary possible, "embarrass you as only a country cousin could" is completely and fully correct. He asked when the wedding was. The Heralds said we were planning for August. Mark asked if it were official. Everyone turned toward me and I said yes. At which point Mark said that he'd be happy to sneak me off if I needed it (drawing a gasp from the Heralds) and I replied no, thank you kindly. Mari it's officially official. I am getting married.



And I am not drawing out of it.
Much love,
Ana Neve Arventing (soon to be Herald)


P.S. Don't blow your mouth off at Daniel. Feel free to concentrate that anger on Mark, however. - A.N.A.