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Greetings from beautiful, scenic Terrania!  This is Andrea...yes, and
also Sheryl, too.  We received the first postcard from you just
yesterday, and I decided it was remiss of me not to have written you
before now.  This is an oversight I shall certainly remedy.

Eighteen police cars, hmm?  That sounds like a remarkable experience.
I wish I might have been there.  I myself have been the subject of
many a law-enforcement chase in my wild, irresponsible
youth...Princess Ariella, who is reading over my shoulder, is making
disapproving sounds, but I don't think she means them; after all, she
married a thief, didn't she?

I thought you might be interested to know that the aftermath of the
wedding was quite easy to handle.  The clearing is almost as pristine
now as it was before the ceremony--save for the scorch marks, and
those will fade with time.  Oh, and I should mention that there is a
certain young thief here who has found himself being followed around
by a wolf.  Even I don't know quite why, now...those whom I asked to
police the wedding environs have long since returned to their natural
duties, save for that wolf.  Perhaps it has taken a liking to him for
some reason, or perhaps it simply likes the way he tastes...

Incidentally, I am given to understand that a litter of six mechanoid
kits is considered quite exceptional, as the usual litter size tends
to be two to three.  Aerianne seemed quite puzzled by it when I spoke
to her.  Well, I'm certain that they could be in no better hands than
Ariel's should there be any problems.

Sheryl sends her greetings, and she wants to know if you've had
anything good to eat lately, and if so, if you would save some for
her.  She also says that Lori should be sure and practice galloping
every so often so she doesn't get out of practice.

I'm handing the quill to Princess Ariella now; I believe she has a few
words she wishes to put down.

I hope your honeymoon is going well...I remember my own honeymoon. Robert and I went by airship all around the world! How was I to know he would get airsick?

I'm so glad you decided to hold your wedding here in Terrania...otherwise, we never would have gotten the chance to meet you and all the other fascinating people and, um, other creatures that frequent [insert name here]'s Bar. I've only been there once...I may stop back by again today, if my duties permit. I can't afford to take too much time off, though...we'll see.

And I'm afraid I have a bit of a confession to make. The men-at-arms who escorted me to the wedding weren't exactly what they appeared to be...well, they were men-at-arms, but only because I rather hastily swore them in about half an hour before the wedding. In actuality, they were some close friends of mine and my sister's from America...members of a crime-fighting organization that calls itself Team M.E.C.H.A. Perhaps you've heard of them? Regardless, they--and Summer in particular among them--are always interested in meeting new people, especially people like you. They told me afterward that they had a wonderful time at the wedding and hope to see you all again soon.

Was there anything else I needed to say? Hmm...I don't think so. I hope you have a lot of fun on your honeymoon, and don't let all the cards and letters people are sending you be too much of a distraction! I'll see you when I see you again!

This is Andrea again.  I will close this missive by echoing the
sentiments of Her Highness...above all else, enjoy yourselves!

Until we meet again...

Sincerely

Andrea and 

(Yes, and Sheryl too...)

This postcard was sent to you by Princess Ariella and Andrea of Terrania (robotech@jurai.net ).
It will be available for your perusal until Nov 12, 1996.