prophetessblue:
With all the walking Cornflower did, it was very likely that she could hand-deliver all the letters she was carrying within a single day. However she found that using the post service left her with more time for her hobbies, and it was nice to spend some time with the postmaster between deliveries.
So imagine her surprise when a young woman she couldn’t place was standing outside of the Posthouse! Immediately, the gem’s mind began to wander with questions: Who is this person? What business does she have with the postmaster? And why was she grimacing? Better start with that last question first.
So, with her letters in hand, she took a few steps forward and addressed the young princess with some concern. “Um, excuse me? Is everything well? I don’t mean to pry, but you seem a bit troubled.” Her voice was steady, but as she spoke her expression grew darker.
Right away she could kick herself. She had made no attempts to introduce herself to a child, and she even failed to make her presence known before talking. One can only hope that the suddenness wouldn’t scare her, and that her vibe came off as ‘worried citizen’ and not anything unbecoming, like a potential gossiper. Truly, she’d have an easier time if she had her powers back.
“Guh...!” It wasnt exactly the ladylike noise of surprise that she would have desired, rather a grunt that she was discovered. Honestly, it was as if unexpected situations made all the classes she’d ever taken go completely out of her mind. Clearing her throat, she tries to make it seem like the sound had been a cough of some sort.
What was with this lady’s expression? Was there some taboo about licking letters? Did she copy the worst person in the world? Not to mention, why was she blue? Well, Elodie wasn’t in any position to confront anyone in this world - maybe blue skin was common. Or maybe it signified some latent power that would get her killed.
“Oh... don’t worry.” Still, at least she was polite. Elodie could navigate this situation... fine, if on the surface. “I’m just not familiar with the postal... practices of this realm. Asking would be trouble though, so I was sure I could handle it on my own.”
She turns the letter over in her hands, eyes flickering away, betraying her embarrassment. “I suppose I did cause trouble though. Did I do it wrong?”
