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 Message: 36736751, 43 lines
 Imported: 12:06pm EDT, Tue Jul 5/94
 Subject: heather's belatedly posted diary
 To: Kris Fazzari, thari@umich.edu
 Cc: sodapop@maniac.us.itd.umich.edu
 From: seddy@maniac.us.itd.umich.edu
 
 	The wedding was flawless, despite the choice of groom and the
 incomplete recovery of much of his party from what seems to have been a
 memorable evening. I confess that mine was hardly forgettable itself, and
 I suppose that I owe my satisfaction to the intervention of my mother.  It
 certainly wasn't the company which Queen Vialle selected, athletic as was
 her taste, which provided my happiness.  Mandor commented on my changed
 disposition and swore he would discover from Fiona how to maintain it.  I
 don't object, but I do wish that my head did not have to hurt so much to
 accomplish this.  Still, medicine is a marvelous thing.
 	At any rate, I wish Kimdyl all happiness, and I do hope that she
 hasn't made a very foolish error.  I'll not say that I regret marriage,
 but I am realistic enough to understand the many difficulties which can
 arise when two people who are nearly immortal pledge eternal love.  There
 must, after all, be a reason why of all our elders Brand is the only one
 who has done such a thing.  This in itself should be a clear warning to
 the rest of us.  We shall see.
 	In the meantime, Flora has gifted me with oils and has consented
 to take me tomorrow to the shop where she acquired Kimdyl's gift.  I look
 forward to this excursion, not only for her unparlelled fashion sense, but
 for the pleasure of her company.  Of all my reatives, she would be most
 suited to life in the Courts, having an instinctive comprehension of the
 tact and manners upon which survival in that place depends.  It is a great
 irony than that the post of ambassador went to Eric, a man so occupied
 with courting the mother of his counterpart that her poor son needs
 accomplish the Amberite's business in addition to his own.  The up side,
 of course, it that this gives young Alex less opportunity to corrupt Mebd.
 	I have nearly given her up as lost.  Since her demon half emerged,
 I have not felt as though I know her any longer, and Alex has been
 determinedly coaxing her under his wing.  She is displeased to have missed
 Emer's youth, and Emer, having not grown up to think of her as a big
 sister, sees little in Mebd worth her attention.  I may have erred along
 the way, but at least my girl is grown safely, and that is worth more to
 me than Mebd's hurt feelings.
 	In regards to my current objective, I have enlisted Merlin's
 tentative aid.  He wants to know more, but I wish to assess his usefulness
 before divulging any further information.  I have gathered much, however,
 detecting an affinity for Trump in such persons as Caine and Martin. 
 Later, I will contemplate my next actions, but for the moment the wedding
 has made me reflective.  I think that Mandor and I should discuss the
 continuing nature of our affections. 
 
 (insert some snide remark about ariana;  it seems only appropriate...)