#bridger's gate

My fic for this event (Jewel of the Gate) is technically not AU and has to interpret the prompts creatively because it's not romance-themed, but a) I couldn't resist putting Wyll into a Regency-like ball situation and b) I couldn't resist making it his eighteenth birthday celebration -- because we all know what happens before he turns 18, right?

Summary: Wyll's eighteenth birthday approaches, and Ulder agrees to let a family friend throw him a three-day birthday ball. Tiamet's cultists lurk outside the city, planning their attack.

Rating: G for general

Themes: Parental Estrangement

Introduction

My friend Ulder, How time flies, especially for the short-lived. You mean to tell me the boy who nearly burned down my barn (we've established — the brazier was FAR away from any archery target) is nearly eighteen? These short human childhoods frighten me — I cannot imagine growing up when life has only just begun. Indulge me this, Ulder: a three-day birthday celebration, with a ball, games, revelry, wine — a RESPECTABLE affair, I assure you, but one no young man would soon forget. Perhaps Wyll can show me my archery lessons did him some good. You were young once, too. - Coran

Inspired by the prompts from the Bridger's Gate Regency AU Valentine's event - learn more on @spillingteanotpermitted's post!

Jewel of the Gate

Summary: Wyll's eighteenth birthday approaches, and Ulder agrees to let a family friend throw him a three-day birthday ball. Tiamet's cultists lurk outside the city, planning their attack. 100 x 10 format

Rating: G for general

Themes: Parental Estrangement

Love Letters

My son,

Councilor Coran wishes to throw you a lavish birthday party. I've talked him out of his usual affairs, but it still stands to be an exciting few days of dance, good food, and good company.

I invite you to accept. He is estranged from his son — I cannot imagine that pain — and takes great pride in mentoring each of his archery students.

Furthermore, you deserve this celebration. You shoulder responsibility with grace far beyond your years, but responsibility is lonely. I wasn't afforded a youth; my hope is you might enjoy yours.

I am proud of you.

UR