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One of the favorite topics of discussion among Amy's ladies-in-waiting in recent months has been speculating about which of the King of Ambergeldar's many castles he would be taking his bride home to. Amy would just laugh, and say she didn't know, and she couldn't guess, and she was sure it would be lovely, wherever it was. And despite the hours and hours of chatter on the subject, no one ever even came close to actually guessing.
Perry had started working on it partly, or even mainly, to pass the time between reading Amy's letters and writing back to her. That it proved to be an excellent way to hide from his Council was a bonus. And he's terribly proud of it -- this little one-roomed house he's built in a clearing in the Forest -- even though there's no glass in the two windows and no lock on the door. But there's a fireplace (and he was delighted when, the first time he used it, the smoke actually went up the chimney rather than filling the room), and a window seat, and tiny table and chairs, and bed in the corner, and enough room outside to dance.
Because sometimes you just have to run away and live in the Forest. Even if only for a little while.
Perry had started working on it partly, or even mainly, to pass the time between reading Amy's letters and writing back to her. That it proved to be an excellent way to hide from his Council was a bonus. And he's terribly proud of it -- this little one-roomed house he's built in a clearing in the Forest -- even though there's no glass in the two windows and no lock on the door. But there's a fireplace (and he was delighted when, the first time he used it, the smoke actually went up the chimney rather than filling the room), and a window seat, and tiny table and chairs, and bed in the corner, and enough room outside to dance.
Because sometimes you just have to run away and live in the Forest. Even if only for a little while.