Today, I want to share a guest post I once penned for the Happy Tails and Tales Blog.
Character Interview: Cassandra Rich'rds
This interview takes place approximately midway between Væmpires: White Christmas and Væmpires: Revolution.
Maghon: Hello everyone. I’m so excited to announce a very special guest for today’s interview—Princess Cassandra! That’s right; our very own fairy princess is sitting across from me and she’s agreed to answer everything and anything thrown her way during this segment.
Cassandra: Hey! (Laughs)
Maghon: (Also laughs) Within reason, of course. We can’t expect our future queen to divulge all the royal family’s dark secrets, can we?
Cassandra: Not without earning the grounding of a lifetime, you can’t.
Maghon: Well, all right, then; let’s get started. Princess Cassandra, good morning and welcome to Happy Tails and Tales. I can’t tell you how happy I am that you’re here.
Cassandra: Believe me, Maghon, it’s my pleasure. And, please, call me Cassie.
Maghon: Okay … Cassie it is. But only if you agree to call me Mags.
Maghon: I have a whole list of questions on hand, Cassie, but I’m moving off topic right away because of what you’re wearing. That jewelry is quite beautiful. Beyond beautiful, actually—more like exquisite. Red teardrop earrings and a matching pendant. They’re crystal, I assume?
Maghon: Can you tell me about them?
Cassandra: Well, Mags, the jewelry was a gift. The hand-crafted pieces are meant to signify two things; the first being tears, as you noted. But the shape also signifies drops of blood. I have to admit that they are so delicate and beautiful that I’m terrified to wear them. I’m afraid I’m going to lose them or that I’ll get caught out in one of Orion’s windstorms and a strong gust will blow them away. Don’t get me wrong, I carry them with me at all times because I can’t stand having them out of my sight, but I don’t get the courage to actually wear them too often. (Laughs) That’s pretty much the whole sordid story.
Maghon: Almost, but not quite, Cassie.
Cassandra: I beg your pardon.
Maghon: Well, I’m honored that you chose to share that story with us, but I believe you left out one little detail.
Cassandra: A detail?
Maghon: Of course. You forgot to mention whom the jewelry was a gift from.
Cassandra: Uh … well—
Maghon: I assumed the gift was from your parents, Cassie, but I smell a secret in your hesitation. A gift from a suitor, perhaps?
Cassandra: A suitor?
Maghon: Yes, Cassie, a suitor. As in a person with the intention of knowing you better.
Cassandra: (Laughs) I know what a suitor is, Mags.
Maghon: Excellent. Then you can answer the question. Was the jewelry a gift from a suitor?
Cassandra: Let’s just say the gift was from someone special.
Maghon: By “someone special,” you wouldn’t happen to be referring to a certain young man from a prominent military family, would you?
Cassandra: No comment.
Maghon: (Laughs) A special someone who will remain nameless, then?
Cassandra: Yes … something like that.
Maghon: Fair enough, Cassie. For the time being. (Sighs) But now, why don’t we change topics?
Cassandra: Sure. To what?
Maghon: How about we move on to this summer’s momentous event: your sweet sixteen party! (Cheers)
Cassandra: (Laughs) Okay.
Maghon: There’s so much I could ask you, Cassie: the party details … what you’ll be wearing … who’s invited … who’ll be performing … but there’s really only one thing I want to know.
Cassandra: What’s that?
Maghon: We all know that a princess turning sixteen is allowed to ask for one special wish. Traditionally, the princess requests something related to the world-at-large. I want to know what you’re going to ask for. Specifically, given the current climate—in particular, the increased tension between humans, vampires, and væmpires—I want to know if your wish will be in any way related.
Cassandra: I’m sorry, Mags, I can’t answer that right now.
Maghon: Can’t … or won’t?
Cassandra: I can’t. The truth is that I haven’t decided yet, so I don’t know the answer to your question.
Maghon: I understand. But here’s a question you do know the answer to: where did you spend Christmas?
Cassandra: What … (nervous laugh) …what do you mean?
Maghon: C’mon Cassie. Even though every light in the house was on, everyone knows the palace was minus one royal family for the holidays. The rumor mills are running rampant with talk of secret meetings somewhere in the Americas.
Cassandra: I can’t talk about secrets of state, Mags, so you know I can neither confirm nor deny those rumors.
Maghon: Understood. But all I’m asking is where you spent Christmas.
Cassandra: Why, I spent it with my family, of course.
Maghon: (Laughs heartily). Okay, Cassie, that round goes to you. So, I’m going to be tenacious on an earlier point. The first time you wore that necklace and those earrings was at this past New Year’s party—when your family was definitely here in Orion—correct?
Cassandra: Perhaps. Probably. I can’t really say for certain.
Maghon: I can. I did some research and it turns out that those earrings and that necklace were never photographed, noticed, or even mentioned prior to that party … which would seem to strongly indicate that they were not just a gift, but a Christmas gift. Is it safe to say that?
Cassandra: Yes, it would be safe to say that.
Maghon: So … this secret meeting may or may not have taken place … but if one did, it is safe to assume that the royal guard was there, as well, is it not?
Cassandra: If a meeting occurred, then yes it is.
Maghon: And if the royal guard was there, it is safe to assume that the captain of the royal guard was there, as well, true?
Maghon: And if the royal guard was there, and the captain of the royal guard was there, then it is safe to assume that the captain’s son was there, as well. Yes? After all, Daniel is second-in-command, correct?
Cassandra: I … I guess so. What I mean is yes—to both questions.
Maghon: So … and I’m just brainstorming here, mind you … it is possible that the special someone who presented you with that exquisite Christmas gift … was Daniel.
Cassandra: (Nervous laugh) That’s quite a leap of logic, Mags.
Maghon: And that’s not an answer, your highness.
Cassandra: I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you asked a question.
Maghon: You’re right; I didn’t. So, did Daniel give you the necklace and earrings?
Cassandra: No comment.
Maghon: (Exasperated laugh) Cassie, everyone in the seven provinces thinks the two of you are involved. Give me something to work with.
Cassandra: Everyone knows that our parents are best friends, Mags. Our families are understandably close. Closer than close. Daniel and I have been friends since birth. It’s never been a secret that he and I share a rare and unique relationship.
Maghon: A relationship that now extends beyond friendship?
Cassandra: No comment.
Maghon: (Growls) Oh, you’re no fun! You royals never are. Too close-mouthed. But I’m not giving up. Since you won’t tell us about your relationship with Daniel, tell us something else.
Cassandra: Like what?
Maghon: Tell us something that no one else knows about Daniel. Something juicy.
Cassandra: Mags! He’s right outside the door!
Maghon: Daniel accompanied you here?
Cassandra: He’s … guarding me.
Maghon: He’s a member of your assigned guard team?
Cassandra: Well, not really …
Maghon: Not really? He’s here on guard business, correct?
Maghon: But, he’s not part of the team?
Cassandra: No. He’s alone. There is no team.
Maghon: Oh my! This is absolutely delicious! And such irony! Are you telling me that Daniel is your personal bodyguard?
Maghon: What a wonderful shade of crimson you’ve turned, Cassie. It quite matches your necklace and earrings—the gift that may or may not have come from the young man who’s now apparently assigned with guarding our nation’s greatest asset. (Laughs) That’s quite a bit of responsibility for someone so young, don’t you think?
Cassandra: I assure you, Daniel is quite capable of handling any situation that arises.
Maghon: Wow! I won’t even touch that! But seriously, from what I’ve seen of our future captain of the guard—(whispers) and who knows, perhaps even more than that—something tells me that he is, in fact, quite capable.
Well, someone is knocking. Shall we see who it is?
Maghon: It turns out our time has been cut short as Princess Cassandra was just whisked away by her (chuckles) quite handsome young bodyguard. Daniel wouldn’t explain why, but I’m already seeing reports of a possible terrorist attack in Orion’s west side.
That’s bad news for us, and bad news for those working so hard toward peace, but I’m so thankful that the princess was able to stop by today. And thanks to all of you for joining me!