It should have only been a few days since you last saw me, but it has been ages since I’ve seen you. Your coronation was lovely, and you said you wanted to hear our stories—finally there seems to be a lull in attempts on our lives so I can write them down!
I am still very sorry I ran away all those years (or days) ago, but Jay said it was for the best for our plan.
Well, really it was Mathew and my Father’s plan. It turns out Jay was a Demon-demon who was masquerading as a Jay-demon who was masquerading as a Jay-half elf when we first met. But it’s okay, because the Jay-demon part of him extinguished the Demon-demon part of him and that’s how we killed Sewermouth.
Well, also my Father put a geas on Mathew so he would help us in return for eternal youth and life and I’m the daughter of Lady Selidor, so she made us the demon killing dagger.
But Jay did most of the work! Do you know what he did? While I was dressed up in an iron corset and pushed down the aisle to my intended he painted himself up so he could hide the dagger on his body and no one would know. He died to smuggle the dagger in so I could stab Sewermouth with it.
Oh, it’s okay—my Father gave his life force so Jay could be brought back. I’m sorry that my Father and I didn’t have much time together at the end, especially since he was the Father I thought he was all along. He told me that I was his eldest, the daughter of the only woman he ever loved, and his heir to Fairy before he faded away to be reborn. His cigar is taking care of him now, which is nice, I think he would have wanted that.After my Father faded away I became Queen of Fairy. I didn’t want to rule Fairy, I wanted to run off with Jay and have babies and fly around. But my Father gave it to me—it’s mine, so we decided to take it. I’m sorry I had to run off again right after we killed Sewermouth, but one of my sisters tried to kill me right away and it was best not to leave the realm open to anyone who tried to take what was mine.
Oh! Oh! Jay and I got married! Well, maybe you guessed that when you saw us and our daughter, but it still feels so good to say! I’m sorry I didn’t invite anyone to the ceremony, but Jay reminded me everyone was still needed in Iuz. Also, “And what the fuck would they eat, Rue? You’re going to make them stand around for hours and not be able to eat or drink? I thought these were your friends. Besides, you know Ragnar would drink the first cup that passed him and do you want Ragnar trapped in Fairy forever?”
He had a good point.
Although, I know fairy food isn’t good for mortals, but I don’t know the effect of fairy, well, excrement on Ents. Oh! Maybe you could send an Ent to Fairy and we can see what happens! If the Ent can return to your realm that means you can visit me—and if it can’t then I can have an Ent advisor in Fairy! Jay just sighed and shook his head at me and I don’t know if he thinks it’s a good idea or not, so I’ll leave it up to you.
Anyway! Our ceremony was lovely, we married under the stars, just like the first time we flew together on our way to Braal.
My dress so was pretty, ‘Shen, you would have loved it! There were plenty of my father’s seamstresses vying for the opportunity to make my dress, but I was wary of fairies wielding needles, so I went to Y’Bent instead. Do you remember all the wonderful shops there? I went back to Ms. Steele, the lady who made me the beautiful dresses and the outfit for Woden, and hired her. It was shimmering silver with a lovely puffed skirt and an exquisite corset with flowers and ivy embroidered in pink and pale green, and a train so long I needed a small army to help me walk to Jay.
Jay looked so handsome in his waistcoat and jacket, but he wouldn’t wear the top hat I had made for him because he said it made him “look a bit of a tit.” I thought it looked dashing, but it was his wedding too, so I let him win that one.
My bouquet was a mixture of roses and daisies, with some live butterflies, and our cake was covered in candied fruit and as tall as me! The drinking and dancing lasted for days and it was happiest time of my life—I only wish I could have had my loved ones, you all, there with me. I would have liked to have Gregor walk me down the aisle since my Father was gone, and I know Jay would have wanted Ragnar up there with him. You and Erwin would have had so much fun meeting everyone, and I know everyone would have loved to meet you. Two of my brothers did crash the wedding and try to ruin everything (so Ragnar would have had an entertaining fight at least), but Jay stopped them quickly. He killed them a few days later; well, at least, they stopped screaming so much.
Afterwards we went to Greyhawk to have a small celebration with my sisters. No, my not-sisters. I thought, and they thought, their mother was also my mother, but it turns out their mother was only my nurse. Although they do look like me so I wouldn’t be surprised if Father bedded a great-great-great grandmother and we share some distant blood; shame he was gone before I could I ask. Anyway, they’re happy to think we share a maternal bond, and I like having sisters who aren’t trying to kill me.
Father…Father liked his paramours, so I have a lot of siblings trying to kill me. Oh—not all! I have some brothers and sisters who aren’t powerful enough to be ambitious, and we’ve formed an alliance. Well, at least they aren’t ambitious enough to take on a Queen descended from a demi-god, married to a demon. I’m fine with that.
It’s been a long time fighting and skirmishing. Some of the clashes have been up front attacks on our home, which gets really annoying when you have to rebuild your front parlour for the fifth time, but mostly the battles have been fought with smoke and mirrors as fitting to my people. One of my brothers actually tried to glamour himself to look like Jay, as if that would trick me. He brought me flowers, and said really nice things to me and didn’t tease me once.
So I shot him full of lead-tipped arrows.
What kind of wife would I be, not to know every last sarcastic inch of my husband?
And another time one of my sisters kidnapped Lily and strung her up from the tallest tree atop the highest mountain. That was fun, Jay and I just sat back and watched—did my sister really think a half demon child would be so defenseless? Jay was a very proud papa watching his little girl take apart her foolish aunt. I think it may have been the same sister who sent snakes to Lily’s crib when she was a baby; we heard hissing and crying coming from her room and you should have seen how quickly Jay raced to her side! Well, it turns out Lily was crying because she accidentally crushed the head of one of the snakes and the other was backed far out her reach and wouldn’t let her “play” with it. She’s learned to be gentler with her toys.
Really Lily is such a charming little thing to Jay and me, the best daughter we could have hoped for. Her demon side rarely comes out (although there were a few nursemaids we went through when she was a toddler and harder to control—but you know how kids are), and most of the time she is sweet as pie. After having Lily I can understand why my Father and Mother sent me away and hid me to keep me safe, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. I did ask Jay once what he thought of making a haven and sending her there, but he just held her tighter and growled at me—I took that as a no.
Father had kept me from Fairy to keep me safe, I only really knew the outskirts. I’ve been exploring my new kingdom and after traveling with the party for so long I can see how Fairy may not be a very nice place for mortals, and I’d like to work on that. I’m giving small areas to some of my siblings who have aligned with me (but I do have my little spies everywhere, just in case,) and with their help I’m working on creating parts of Fairy that are more accessible to non-fae. I’m not changing everything, that would just be silly (and far too much work!), but there are plenty of things I have altered. For example, I’ve spoken to the Rusalkas and Nixies and we have agreed that they could only drown the men who could be easily tempted away from their loves by non-magical means; they are not allowed to drown single men or excessively glamour a man to his death (unless he really deserves it). I’ve put some of my water nymph half-sisters in charge of these realms, and so far it seems to be working out well. I’ve done my best to make the homes of creatures such as Redcaps to be as intimidating as possible, but if a careless traveler does not heed the warnings around him, well—that’s his own fault, isn’t it? Some of my people have been placated with small dukedoms and petty titles; really it seems like once you tell a creature it is important then all it can do is fluff up and act it. Not everyone likes my changes though, and I’m afraid I may have instigated a few fights that may not have otherwise started had I left it all alone. But it’s my realm, so it will be bent to my will.
I will say the tide turned once Jay got his mount. Do you remember the velociraptor I sent to fairy that ate so many of my people? Jay found it and trained it! Well, I say trained it, but really I think he just head butted it into submission. And it turns out a large demon riding a huge toothy dinosaur is a sight enough to squash some rebellions!
I named him Greedy Guts (he did eat a lot of fairies). Jay doesn’t like it and insisted on trying to call him Bloodmaw Ripperclaw (isn’t his rhyming the sweetest thing?) but he only answers to Greedy Guts. Jay thinks I put some sort of fairy curse on it, but I didn’t—I just fed it some rainbow chickens. Apparently giant velociraptors turn into big scaly babies when you give them a rainbow chicken treat and a good scratching on the snout. It’s nice to have pets again.
Speaking of, you may remember my gargoyles from Braal, Moan and Groan. Once the more annoying attacks died down we went back to Braal and got them. They were still sitting where I left them, aren’t they so good? They’re so very patient and steadfast, I thought they would be the perfect coronation gift for you! I taught them some Common so you’d even be able to talk to them. Well, I tried to teach them anyway; I think they understand “Eat,” “Pigeon,” “No,” “Stop That!” and “Drop It!” They don’t need a lot of care and attention, just some shiny gold every now and again and if you could arrange for some birds to fly into their mouths every few months they will be happy little things. I’m pretty sure Groan (the wingless one) will let you cultivate some moss and lichen on his back, and he’s a very good listener because he doesn’t talk much. Moan does tend to ramble on about how unfair and cruel everything is, but he’s easy enough to ignore. Jay did train them to bring me messages by handing them paper and saying “Rue!” but…well, they are made of stone so it’s not always the fastest method. I’ve made them a little bit bigger because it’s more fitting for an Ent to have Ent-size companions, I thought, but Jay told me a four-meter tall gargoyle was really pushing it so I made them horse size instead. I hope they help you feel a little less lonely.
I do miss Jolly Jack— is Erwin still keeping him in his temple? I thought about bringing him here to Fairy with me, but Jay said it was a good idea in his bad idea tone and that Greedy Guts could use a new friend, so I’m leaving him there with you. Please take good care of him for me, he was such a sweet mule.
Lily still talks about how much fun she had swinging in your branches with Gregor’s daughter, I think she is hinting that she would like to come visit you again. I miss you all, too, and would love to visit myself but I don’t feel comfortable leaving Fairy for too long just yet. Maybe I could pop by with Lily for some tea and drop her off for a day or two? She is very well behaved, and I know she would be so happy to see her Auntie ‘Shen and Uncle Gregor again. Also I’d like Lily to have some playmates who aren’t potential enemies, and she hasn’t really had the chance to see much of Oerth, what with all the fighting. Jay does keep hinting at how nice it would be to have a little more private time to ourselves…and I suppose a night or two without Lily would be a good way to break the news that he will be a daddy again! I hope it’s a boy this time; I could name him Rowan, isn’t that a nice name?
I think that’s all from me for now. How is ruling Iuz? Is everyone being nice to you? Is Gregor still grumpy? I miss him terribly, and truth be told I haven’t written to him yet because it makes me too sad that it’s been so long since I’ve seen him. I do hope I can visit and see everyone soon. Has Erwin been keeping out of trouble?
Has Ragnar been behaving himself? Are Ragnar and the reavers (and Baron Killmore) enjoying Iuz? Jay really misses that lot, could you tell them please? I’m sending one of my dryads with this message—I thought you’d enjoy talking with her about tree stuff, and she can bring back any messages you have for me.
I do hope to hear from you, ‘Shen—I can’t tell you how grateful I am that I stumbled across you all in that inn, so long ago. Thank you, my friend, for everything you’ve done for me, and taught me to be.
All my love, until we meet again.