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Correspondence: From Emma I. Cold-Snout to Patricia O. Nine-Fire
Dear Patty,
I may call you like this, right? Since we may be Alex's wives in the future, but real, not metaphorical, though, like you mentioned. It should be fine, and you may call me Em's! I always wanted to have a nickname, but sadly, my name is kind of too short. But I like Em's. Do you like it, too?
However, let's ignore the nicknames for now and concentrate on what you wrote, which is concerning, but you don't need to worry. Alex never said that he didn't want a harem and only rejected us because he said he loved someone else and needed to get over it. My Mothers told me that this is actually normal for younger boys as they are more sensitive and usually need time to get used to multiple girls. My Father also had only the Lady as his first wife and only wife for the first five years, slowly acclimating to our household.
Other than that, Alexander never even mentioned being uncomfortable having multiple wives, especially since he rendezvoused or, like he sometimes said, dated all three of us at the same time and sometimes on the same day!
Dating. What a funny word, right? I also learned what cool and chill meant and much more! However, I hope we can also become closer friends since I write to Alex a lot, like a lot, a lot!
However, my sisters decided to stop pursuing him. Nessa stopped because of his ambitions. She wants a slow and tranquil life. On the other hand, Tilda stopped because of his love for someone else. So, she decided to look for another boy at other balls.
I, however, like him, and even though I don't know what will happen when I ask him in some years, I will surely have it in mind when I meet him at the grand ball in central Mal-Gil.
His personality is just enchanting, and I can't! You know? However, I respect his choice and feelings, so I will keep on dating and look for someone in the meantime so as not to pressure him. Yet, I still have an interest in him. Is this weird? Not really, since he is really cute, right? Whatever the case, I am sure he can get over it, and we would then stay together, but such a thing is a maybe and far in the future. Nonetheless, it would be great!
Oh yeah, about the love thing. I don't know anything about it, only that it is someone dead or something. So, don't worry about this! I am sure he will quickly forget whoever it was, and if not, we can invite her and make her feel comfortable with us.
While leaving, it felt sad because of the whole drama, but he is usually so funny, right? Sometimes, he is also quite chaotic, which makes him so cute, but I don't know about those scars. I like them, but he became overly conscious of his body when we went bathing! Right now, I am trying to find some way to remove them since they seem to be a bad memory altogether!
There was also some uncomfortableness between us when I washed his tail, feeling his scars under the fur. It was really, really sad! You wouldn't ask Scarlett for something to make Alex feel better, right?
Ultimately, even though he may not be interested in us, we should somehow help each other, right? We can still be all friends in the end!
With love,
Em's
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Northern Leonandra Estate, Patricia's (temporary) room
"This stupid whore!"
Bang!
Patricia stood up from her chair, grabbed it, and threw it against the wall, destroying it, "I will kill her!"
The chair splintered into thousands of parts, with Patricia staying still, seething in rage and glaring at the dent in the wall. Something cracked inside her when she read the letter. Not only because Alexander was bathing with some idiot but also because this idiot described the signs of their love and heroism as disturbing.
Emma was a moron, with her letter being chaotic, full of nonsense and barely decipherable penmanship. Still, she seemed lovely and friendly, the typical untalented young Lady whore Patricia saw dozens of times at balls, which many boys encircled because of their charm and pleasant demeanor.
Yet, this confused Patricia even more, 'What does she see in Alex?!'
Did Patricia love Alexander? Of course, but would she like him to change, too? Without any doubt. She could think of twenty things, right off the top of her head, that she would like him to change instantly—beginning from his manners, which were not even close to fitting nobility, to his stupid love for commoners.
However, she never mentioned it and wouldn't do so in the following years. There was a good reason for this: She wanted to ensure nobody would want Alexander, and it was perfect. Even ignoring his non-existent manners and etiquette, he was thoroughly scarred, far from the current beauty standard, and had a petty personality, especially when irritated.
While some of those things annoyed her, she could live with them, at least for now, and later change them when he became more mature and ready to become more noble-like. She knew his authentic self and wanted to ensure that nobody got to know his true personality, which was that of someone sensitive, forthcoming, and heroic.
There were many other negative points, like his massive ambitions, which almost no one could match, the ridiculous ideals he followed, which were practically against the nobility, and the frustrating way he held stubbornly onto them. Everything was strongly contradictory, directly dismissing him as a partner for every ambitious and casual young noble Lady.
'What is wrong with her?!'
As such, Patricia could not understand why Emma was interested in him. Their personalities couldn't be further apart, which actually meant that something had happened, much worse than an assassination attack: The dumb and untalented whore fell in love—blind love, irrational and foolish.
It was impossible to intervene if Patricia wanted Alexander to hold her in high regard. Should she do or say something to Emma, the skunk would immediately run to him and cry him a river, making everything worse.
Patricia clicked her tongue, 'This is something I can't change...'
Emma was now hands-off, at least when it came to more direct approaches. She could not go against such girls, as they were too honest and selfish and did not understand the bigger picture.
Therefore, seeing the unfavorable situation unfolding before her, Patricia needed to decide if she was okay with a harem because it was a possible path she could take and work together with Emma to make Alexander theirs.
She walked around the room in circles as the pressure inside her chest slowly became heavier the more she imagined her future with Alexander and other women.
This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.
'I can't... I just can't...'
Even imagining Alexander being in love with Emma made her anxious, almost panicking, 'No...' She suddenly stood still, crying as everything became too much for her, '...why now.'
Patricia was too emotional and couldn't reason; this much she knew. The training was barely doable, making her almost crack daily. Her body was hurting all the time while her mind became a soup of desperation, love, and hope.
"Heuk..."
Patricia shook those thoughts away quickly. It was no use thinking about anything that she didn't agree with because it wouldn't be allowed. She saw her parents, Alexander's parents, Scarlett, and her husband. They all fought for the love they had, and she would do the same.
'Forget it. I will take Alex with me, no matter what.'
Ultimately, he was the reason she was alive. Her life was his, and she would protect him from dangerous and poisonous people like Emma, who would never stay by his side as Patricia did. Day and night, cleaning him, changing clothes, talking, entertaining, cuddling, laughing, crying, sharing their sorrows and hopes. Fundamentally, they bond to such a degree that they could already call themselves husband and wife.
'What to do though...'
What Patricia wanted to do with Alexander was decided, but another question lingered without any definitive answer. Looking back at the desk, glaring with hate, she stared at Emma's letter, 'He was in love with someone else... huh.'
It was hurtful, and Patricia needed to know precisely about whom she was talking, 'If this bastard is loving someone else...' Her energy went haywire in a short burst, making the room a mess. After calming down, she looked around, frowning, '...I should write him before making assumptions.'
Alexander was many things, but he was never untruthful. He always said what he thought, which was bizarre to Patricia since Emma mentioned something this surprising. She slowly calmed down and thought logically, using her mental fortitude skills, trying to find other, more realistic explanations.
Yet, suddenly, while still staring at the letter, her wrath and energy exploded again, as something came to her mind, 'Is this bitch actually manipulating me...' She ran out of the room, banging the door open, "...Coco! Quick!"
She screamed for her personal maid with the following in mind, 'First, write to Alex and find out who Emma is actually.'
Patricia trusted Alexander and knew how he was, yet she didn't know Emma. All she knew was that he rejected her because he loved someone else, 'I can't believe I was this stupid.'
She suddenly remembered the last weeks, as she was an emotional wreck because of the letter, only worsened by the training. She couldn't think further ahead, just trusting some written words without investigating them further, being still too naive and good faith to some stranger—a big mistake on her part.
'Let's see who you are.'
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Correspondence: From Emma I. Cold-Snout to Alexander K. Leonandra
Hello Alex,
I hope you are doing well. I am learning a lot from your great books, and I even wrote Patricia so we could get to know each other and exchange our knowledge and experience regarding magic.
Your dream of allowing everyone to do magic is a great goal. As such, I fully support you and want to build a community for this and exchange experience and knowledge with everyone who also received this great gift from you.
However, because you are too talented in these things and don't understand our problems—the ones who actually need more than five minutes to learn a spell—I decided to circumvent you in this case.
It may seem insulting to you since you always want to help us, but like with your overcomplicated books, I sometimes don't understand your hour-long ramblings, ending in me wanting to toss you out of the window.
As such, I wrote to Janina, Patricia, and everyone who uses the first version of mana skills to get to know each other before exchanging ideas, like a little circle or gathering.
However, while I wrote Patricia, I wanted to start with some small talk, mentioning what happened roughly when Vanessa, Matilda, and I visited you. As such, I want to apologize beforehand, as there could have been some misunderstandings since she seemed very angry during our exchange. Thus, this hastily written letter.
The following letter is already on its way, and I am still interested in the discussion about words, their meanings, and why cursing is bad. I don't think your arguments made sense, but you will read this in the coming days.
I hope you are doing well and that we can better the current magic system!
Cheers,
Emma
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Correspondence: From Patricia O. Nine-Fire to Alexander K. Leonandra
Hey Alex!
Thank you for your lovely letters. I am genuinely fascinated by everything you sent me, and Scarlett also loves your ideas on her body-strengthening method!
However, I am writing to you with something in mind: Emma wrote to me and mentioned that you had your heart broken. If this is true, why didn't you tell me? I thought we were friends and I could be there for you!
It sounded so terrible finding it out through her letters! Please don't have such secrets if they bother you. You know you can tell me or write to me anything, right?
I just wrote this short letter as quickly as possible to let you know I am there for you. I have another more comprehensive letter on the way, in which I will continue our earlier discussions, so please don't be confused!
I genuinely worry about you, so please don't try to solve this problem alone! Remember, you have your family and me. We are all there for you and love to help you.
Cheers,
Patricia
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Garden beside the minor mansion, Leonandra Estate
"Urgh... good job, Alex."
Alexander lay on the grass, reading letters, enjoying the sun, and trying to get a slight tan, which never worked. However, this also meant no skin cancer, so he sometimes just lay outside, enjoying getting burnt by the sun, which also felt only slightly warm because of his [Heat Resistance], which activated automatically.
Yet, his enjoyment wasn't there this time since he got some confusing letters from Emma and Patricia, making him frown non-stop, 'Shit hit the fan, huh.'
Patricia found out about his lingering feelings, which made her feel understandably betrayed since he told her at some point that he wasn't in love with anyone and would also have no secrets from her because they were best friends. It was a cute pact, which Alexander loved.
However, he broke her trust, making him feel terrible, 'I think a present wouldn't be enough as an apology.'
While Alexander felt somewhat terrible, he also felt annoyed at himself. He didn't tell her because he wanted to keep those emotions a secret from her, but because he only confronted them when his cousins pressured him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be any wiser.
As such, it was a no-win situation for everyone. Patricia felt crossed, and he felt bent over by fate since he couldn't tell her that he had in his last life a fiancé to whom he still had remnants of love lying around in him.
Worse, after those emotions appeared, he initially wanted to work on this problem alone, not wanting anyone else to meddle in his matters. He had experienced being heartbroken and knew how to handle it. Still, remembering Patricia and how she was there for him, he wanted to be honest, but it wouldn't work. He needed to tell a white lie, as his reincarnation was something he would take to his grave.
It was also somewhat unfortunate that Emma told Patricia, which Alexander hadn't thought about such a situation occurring at all, 'Damn it...' He scratched his head in annoyance, but after a moment of trying who to blame, he sighed, thinking it was all his fault since it would also be the easiest way to solve then, '...fuck it. Let's work it somehow out.'
With this in mind, what kind of white lie could he tell Patricia, still remembering that all those girls now wrote with each other, basically having an old-school group chat.
After a moment, he decided, 'Let's just put someone else into the position of my Angie.'
With whom could he fall in love? After a moment, he had multiple ideas. One was to tell her he fell in love with some imaginary character. Since he was a puppy, it would be believable. Yet, it also irked him to write something like this, as he actually never liked those to such an extent, 'Don't lie too much... just bend the truth a little.'
Next, he could invent someone who worked at the estate but died. However, it would become weird when Patricia asked someone here, as nobody would know the person.
However, there was one thing he could tell, which was quite normal for this world and even seen as ordinary. Alexander stood up and walked into the library with that person in mind.
Alexander wanted to choose a family member he truly respected and admired, creating an obvious situation where others could see that he confused love with something else entirely. It needed to be obvious, and only a few fit such a profile. He usually admired some for their strength, like his Grandmother, or ingenuity and steadfast will, like his Mother. Still, he couldn't choose them as they would bring him into a much weirder situation.
Siblings? If this were to happen and Lorient, Sarah, or Janina find out, it could very well come true that they fell in love with him, blowing this whole situation into something much worse.
Yet, there was someone alive, impossible for him to meet, and who he thought was a genius while listening to many stories about her, 'I guess it works out.'
Alexander even read her diary, which was in the library. It was poetic and full of dread, death, and desperation, like 90% of Russian novels. However, she was also the only one he wasn't allowed to meet, as she was an outcast because of her failed demonic baptism and the resulting emotional instability she suffered. If he was honest, he could somehow relate to her, as he suffered similarly but came out on top. Because of that, he could use her struggle with her mental instability as a leading factor for his reason for his love for her, making it apparent to others that he confused it with something else entirely.
'It's perfect.'
The person had everything, and he could explain those feelings easily by choosing her as a target. Before that, he would need to read a little more about her, so his letter to Patricia worked out.
As he entered the library, he immediately looked for the diaries and notes she had written in her days at the estate, "E... El... ah! Here we go, Elisabeth!"