Author's Note

Mistress' POV

The Mistress of a Star: 20

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Of course, I had had a letter sent to Miss May; April’s younger sister, offering her the chance to see her older sister April perform. Even at the expense of paying her tickets, so that she did not have to worry about her personal finances upon accepting; it had been the proper way, the right and the only possible way.

I had written and signed the letter; personally, just as I had included the tickets to permit her to come. I do not know; how hard these tickets would have been to get one’s hands upon; just as I do not know, what they would have set her back by acquiring them. I just need to give her the chance, the opportunity; to be there, and to see her sister on the stage.

“If any Submissive under me has the shot at Stardom; I am bound by my honour, to invite the next of kin. Her sister is the first on the list. The one I could not fail to invite, or neglect to offer this opportunity to!” I ponder.

An official letter had just arrived, to my person. It is the letter returned from the girl whom I had invited to the Honour of her older sister. I instantly recognize the official envelope included in the invitation letter I had sent to her.

This is not like anything within the internal correspondence, with the other Mistresses of the Hive; or, even the Queen herself. Granted, one may take part in some limited external correspondence with others outside of the Hive itself. Though this is an important notice.

I rarely have this pleasure, of receiving an important notice by mail. Maybe this is; because I so rarely have the opportunity to invite people, to anything even mildly exciting or vaguely important.

Once I am alone, I am pushing the envelope to the fore. This envelope could have been opened with a letter knife, or some would have been expecting. Why in all of the world, would one chance such an important notice to be intercepted and read by an outsider?

I light my horn, and the envelope is opening like a beautiful flower. The letter floating up before me; for me to read, and me alone. This trick is an old spell, of ours; a very old spell, we are guarding with begrudging fierceness. One can not permit anyone of the outside, even to know of the spell alone. Only this way, can the secret of the spell remain safe.

As the letter is hovering before me, it reads as follows:

Dear Mistress!

I am accepting the invitation and your most gracious offer; to see my Sister perform, at the Grand Opera house of Moscow.

Thank you, for the invitation, and the opportunity to see April perform as the Ballerina, as she is dancing Ballet.

Signed: May

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“She accepted!” I ponder; “I was expecting as much!” I conclude.

“I am most pleased; to know she is accepting the offer, of course!” I mumble, to the record.

While I had predicted her acceptance; based on what is known of the girl and her sister, I am still enjoying to read the letter.

Once I had read through the message, the letter is conveying; I am musing upon its meaning for a moment, before I am filing it away properly. It belongs to the records. I may be its custodian; but it is an official document, stored for the interest of the Hive and the Queen Chrysalis herself.

Of course. Once the message had been filed away, into the archive; the Queen can access it, and read it at her own leisure. It is how the archive works; the Queen has full access to everything, at any and all time. She is after all responsible, ultimately; for the success of the Hive, and its well-being.

“Of course, the Queen does not have any free or spare time on her hands!” I ponder; “One more reason; why I love being the Mistress, and not the Queen!” I consider.

We love the Queen, and adore her from afar; but we do not envy her for the glory, in light of the responsibilities she is shouldering.

Since I have read the message, and filed it way; it is out of my hands, and slipped into the hands of our beloved Queen. I need not worry about this, ever again.

With a positive note, in the form of an accepted invitation; it gives me other duties to attend to, seeing to that everything is prepared for the invitee. I need to make absolutely and utterly certain; everything is in order, for when she is boarding the plane to Moscow. Just as all the other items of transport and personal services will be provided and extended to Miss May.

As a Mistress; I do have to go and see the Queen, every now and then. One can only pray; all the reasons for going there, are on the positive note. Like this event; with Miss April is performing as a Ballerina, at the Grand Opera house of Moscow.

The Submissive: Miss April is a fairly rare find, for a Mistress like me. I had been most fortunate; when she had been hand-picked for me to attend to. She had simply been the next Submissive; matching my general preferences and qualifications. Who would have known?

“What if another Mistress had been given this Submissive?” I ponder; “Would Miss April have turned out, as she did now? Would she have turned into a Star?” I consider.

I may never know. It is too late; to change it, and she is already the Star of this Play.

It had become clear, fairly early on; just what an exceptional find she had been, and I had seen the Queen to inform her of my recent progress. Queen Chrysalis had been most pleased; both with the report, and my success with the Submissive named Miss April.

Apparently; I had learned of her Younger sister: May, as I was digging into Miss April’s personal details.