Notes to friends that they might rendezvous!; 9/10 morning

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:00 pm

Darlene sent out a quick succession of notes, not expecting a reply given the shortness of warning, but hopeful that she'd come to enjoy the company of many friends that afternoon.

Dear Lady Davina,
I hoped to thank you in person for the exquisite potpourri vase, it is the most heavenly
scent I have ever experienced. Do say we shall meet today, my husband told me of an
archery competition in the park this afternoon, I shall look for you there!

God Bless you and Yours
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:04 pm

Dear Sybilla,
The comb is very pretty. Shall you be attending the archery contest in the
park this afternoon? I shall hope to see you there!

God Bless
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:10 pm

Dear Lady Lismire,
Archery. Now when I heard of the competition, I surely thought you are probably
going to win, that is if some cunning other has thought to hide knowledge of the
event from you. It was a stroke of fortune that heard of it myself, and naturally I
saw my duty to alert as many of my lady friends as possible! I shall hope to see
you there then, for whether you actually compete or not I would so like to catch up
with you again.

God Bless
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:14 pm

Dear Lady Rebecca
Were there time for it, I might have sought your advice, of what to wear to
an archery completion. Darling, I so miss your council, in absence of it I have
decided to wear the russet. Do tell me you shall attend too, rumor has it to be
in the part this afternoon. I shall look out for you!

God Bless
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:23 pm

Dear Mary,
You need be extra careful of course, but if you dared,
do please join me at the archery competition in the
park this afternoon. I am sure they shall make sure
ladies cant wander into the line of fire by accident.

I was thinking to wear a bonnet rather than carry a
parasol, perhaps we shall need our hands free if we actually
try archery-ing ourselves? I was thinking just to watch,
but it cant be that hard can it.

Hope to see you there!

God Bless
Lady Darlene

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:26 pm

Dear Cat,
Being such a sporting lady, you might already know of
the competition in the park this afternoon. I am intent
upon attending, and shall hope to see you there too!

I thought pearls are probably most fitting, for that style of
activity, do you think? At least, I shall wear pearls, and
hope I am not the only one.

God Bless
Darlene

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:34 pm

Dear Lady Mirtel

There is to be a ladies archery contest in the
park this afternoon, perchance you can attend?

The lead contender in my estimation is Lady
Lismire, though Lady Aylth might win, she
practises other target practise and is no
stranger to a bullseye. While your fingers
are familiar to harp strings rather than
a bows, perhaps you might join us for company
sake if naught else.

I shall hope to see you there.

God Bless
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:39 pm

Dear Lady Neuville,

Do say you shall join us at the Archery
Contest this afternoon in the Park!

It's my guess that the prize shall be
an invitation to some dinner party
awash with ambassadors. Now wouldn't
that be a treat! Or it might be a nice
selection of cheeses, which would be
equally lovely to win.

I shall look out for you should you
manage to attend!

God Bless you and Yours
Darlene Hamilton

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:57 pm

Darlene took a pause in her morning correspondence at that point, discovering a need to send her maid to the kitchens. Maisie took an age to return, confessing her shyness of asking for the round of cheese Darlene had sent her for, and instead bore a half dozen cheese topped scones to her mistress. "Oh lovely." the Vicountess sat in the spot of sun near the window, picking the browned cheese off the tops of the scones to happily nibble the tastiness.

The next note bore a greasy fingerprint.

Dear Lady Gwendolyn,

It's a veritable convention! Do join us at the
archery contest this afternoon, whether you
think to compete or not. I should think that if
you do compete you shall do quite well. Although
not as well as Lady Lismire and Lady Alyth of course.
Ah yes, that is a challenge!

Hope to see you there,
God Bless

Lady Darlene

Having written to everyone she could think of, Darlene thought to have a little nap with the rest of her morning, intent upon thinking happy thoughts - she wanted to have a beautiful baby, and everyone knew that all depended upon the mothers wisdom in attending to her mental state. As she laid her head on her pillow, she thought fond thoughts of Thomas, galloping across the fields with the King. Probably the King would want to knight him soon. 'Sir Thomas', that had a lovely ring to it. She fancied his being knighted, and slipped to sleep with a smile upon her face.

by **Catriona MacGregor** » Tue Mar 20, 2012 4:22 am

Cat returned from her ride to find the note from Darlene. She had already requested the informal drawing room for the impromptu wake she planned on holding for Adam. Heather's RSVP had arrived while she was out with one Charles. She hadn't heard back from Darlene in her request. But, Darlene was rather flittery now that her husband was back. Perhaps she hadn't received that particular note. Catching one of her servants, a foot man she had brought with her from Alyth who wore the Highland garb of the MacGregor clan that she knew only as Red and had him wait while she penned off a quick note to her friend, including the jewelry that she had gotten from a different Charles.

Dearest Darlene,

I'd be delighted to join you, so long as we retire back to the nursery for the wake for Adam that I have set up with your cousin. I wish to have those who remembered him best and the pair of you were considered his friends more than mine, and for that, I do thank you. We will remember that Highland Rogue at his best and at his worst and send up a chorus to remind the man that he's still with us, even if he can't be with us. You'll do this for me, won't you? You, Darlene, who braved the savages in the woods. Until we meet on the field, I remain, as always

Your friend,
Cat

Along with the note, a strip of MacGregor tartan was given.

by **Isabeau Everhart** » Sat Mar 31, 2012 11:54 pm

Amused at the sentiment, and fearing Darlene had confused her with someone else entirely, Isabeau penned a quick reply and sent a servant to deliver it to her ladyship's quarters.

My dearest Lady Oakham,

How your note made me smile. I cannot convey how moved I was that you should think of me, nor how sweetly you flatter what little talent I possess. Alas, it is of a level that would make me fear for the safety of others where I allowed to unleash an arrow amongst a crowd. Can you imagine the horror of seeing an arrow sink into the posterior of an onlooker!

I have heard there is to be a recital that same afternoon, which I think shall be much safer ground for me. Yet be assured, I should quite adore to renew our acquaintance at the earliest opportunity after that. Perhaps we might convene in the evening, or the morning after?

Forever,

Lady Lismire.

by **Darlene Hamilton** » Mon Apr 02, 2012 10:05 pm

In receipt of Isa's reply, Darlene smiled and checked her appointment book. She thought to spare her husband the stress of wondering to her occupation in the evening, and so ruled out visiting Isa after dark - but she was quite free in the morning.

Dear Lady Lismire,

Tomorrow morning around ten, lets meet on the Northern Terrace, if we are fortunate there might be uniformed parades for us to admire? Or it the weather is turned, we can rendezvous at the Crimson Drawing room. I so look forwards to seeing you again, I missed you dreadfully at the end of the May season.

God Bless
Darlene