Dear Faelyn:
You do not know it now, but you will lead an extraordinary life. The woman whom you know as your foster mother, Morgienne, is no friend to you. I cannot tell you more than this, except be on your guard against her. Remember who you are, remember well the lessons of power, learn them well. Commit them to memory. Be the perfect courtier. Never outshine your superiors, learn to control your emotions, and assure always that your company is the source of pleasure. People will flock to this quality like moths to a flame, and confidences and privy secrets laid at your feet to make use of at a later time. You will need all of these things at your disposal.
You have not known love, yet, but you will. You will be loved by more than one man in your life, but you yourself will find true love with one only. This will take a very long time. When you find him at last, you will know. He will be all that you ever have been told that love is, and more. Be certain that he will give you his soul before he gives you his heart. Trust me on this. Never doubt it for an instant.
You will have children of your own someday. One shall be the issue of the loins of a King, while the others, conceived of love. The first taken from your breast after only four days, the others – well the others, you will find out soon enough.
Stay proud, and always remember who and what you are.
Sincerely,
Your Adult Self
Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction / Folklore / Mythology
Word Count: 253
Crossposted to
Life Belongs to Sekhmet 