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Memory Box

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The space looked as though it had been untouched for multiple years, a thin coating on dust on every surface. The room bore no windows, an unlit candle the only apparent source of light. The large bookshelf and desk led me to believe it was a study, one that had been well used in its time. I walked over to the desk, my footsteps muffled by the thick white carpet.

The desk was cluttered and messy, as though the owner had never bothering to straighten out their papers. My attention was immediately drawn to a silver box that sat near the corner, untouched by the rest of the mess. Feeling a bit like a child sneaking a cookie before dinner, I slid the top off, eager to see what was waiting for me inside.

Within it was a stack of letters, secured by a thick blue bow. Each one was written by hand, the black ink a stark contrast against the creamy white paper. My hands shaking, I eased one out of the box, a sick feeling of excitement in my stomach.

With a jolt I recognized my mother's untidy scrawl, one I had long since learned how to decipher. Swallowing, I began to read, trying to savour each and every word.

September 8th
Dear James,
Well. I never thought I'd write a letter to the man I fell in love with, like in those stupid romantic comedies I promised myself I'd never watch. But here I am. How long has it been since you left? A month? Christ, it feels like it's been an eternity. I miss you; much more then I'd like to admit. Take that as a compliment, James. I always told myself I'd never let anyone control my thoughts and actions. But somehow you manage to be the only thing I think about. Another compliment. Since you left, I've learned something. I'm pregnant. I wish I could see your face as you read this; I'm sure you would be grinning. It's not exactly a surprise, but… I'm so happy. The baby's due in May. Ever since I found out I haven't been able to stop thinking about names. I thought something like Astrid or Stella, to tie in with your roots. And yes, I'm certain it's a girl. My motherly instincts must be kicking in already. You know, if I believed in that garbage.  
Looks like you're going to be outnumbered pretty soon. Worried yet?
When do I get to see you again?
Love,
Maria

My breath felt caught in my throat as I turned to the reply.

September 15th
Dear Maria,
Good to know that the feeling around here is mutual. Lately I've been wondering what it would be like if you became the queen of Luminira. I want to make that daydream a reality, Maria. You better not be messing around. I'm going to be a dad? That's so amazing and exciting and perfect. A girl, eh? Are you completely sure about that? Well, if she's half as beautiful as you she'll be the most gorgeous girl in the world. That just makes me want to see you even more, to be there to cherish every moment with you. I promise I'll be there when she's born, and every day after that. Stella and Astrid are nice, but I was thinking Luna. Oh, and you were right; I was grinning.The Solium has been getting more and more ruthless, and I'm needed more than ever. I know it's hard, but we'll be together very, very soon. I have some things to finish up here, but I promise I'll be with back with you by November. Our first Christmas together… I couldn't be happier.
I certainly don't mind being outnumbered. I don't mind in the slightest. A daughter is the next best thing to being with you.
I'll be counting the days.
Sincerely,
James
Remember Maria and James, from [link] and [link]

Well, they are the parents of the main character of my novel. This is a short excerpt from the book in which she finds the letters they wrote to each other when they were apart.

NOTE: The events of TRSD are not canon :XD:

Hope you like! :iconlaplz:
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