My Dearest K -Â
               Your last letter is concerning, but I’m relieved to know that you came from the situation unharmed. I should have warned you of his compatriot, but I never believed you would meet him. It’s quite unlike the man to act in such a wild way, as he has never seen us as worthy of time or attention to introduce us to the nobility before. Please, guard your tongue, watch your back, my love, and bide your time until I can come for you. I have been accepted on here, and have been running along hotter lands from time to time. It’s nearly unbearable when you’re so used to constant winter. There is a caster who has perfected the right level of chill on the skin to protect you from the brutal heat, though. I have been in his company more as the days have gone, and I’ve joined with his companions in a small company. They’re speaking of wetter lands, as they dislike the heat nearly as much as I. It will be a long trip, and I don’t know how long it may take for us to land.
               I dreamed of you last night, by the by. Your hair was loose along your shoulders and you were wearing that soft white gown you know I like best. You were laughing, and nothing more. Your eyes were warm and tender as you whispered, “I love you†and slipped down beside me, still laughing happily. I woke and reached for you, not realizing it was a dream until the coldness of the night crept over me. The stars were watching my every action, and I’m certain they were laughing at me, as well. They can’t know the misery in my heart, not as you do. I know that I keep telling you soon, and nothing more. I want badly to give you promises, but I can’t. Not yet, K, my love. I have heard of a place that I can bring you, one that there are homes along water, that you could build a garden at and cook to your heart’s content. You could roam the waters with bare feet and sing sweetly to me as we walk the sands. I haven’t the money to afford it, mind you. I’m still struggling to afford my own food, though my new compatriots are generous to share meals with me at this point. I have been learning skill with swords and have become proficient with bows, too. I wish you could see me here. I wish I could see you here, see how you would blossom. Â
Soon, my love.
               - M
               Your last letter is concerning, but I’m relieved to know that you came from the situation unharmed. I should have warned you of his compatriot, but I never believed you would meet him. It’s quite unlike the man to act in such a wild way, as he has never seen us as worthy of time or attention to introduce us to the nobility before. Please, guard your tongue, watch your back, my love, and bide your time until I can come for you. I have been accepted on here, and have been running along hotter lands from time to time. It’s nearly unbearable when you’re so used to constant winter. There is a caster who has perfected the right level of chill on the skin to protect you from the brutal heat, though. I have been in his company more as the days have gone, and I’ve joined with his companions in a small company. They’re speaking of wetter lands, as they dislike the heat nearly as much as I. It will be a long trip, and I don’t know how long it may take for us to land.
               I dreamed of you last night, by the by. Your hair was loose along your shoulders and you were wearing that soft white gown you know I like best. You were laughing, and nothing more. Your eyes were warm and tender as you whispered, “I love you†and slipped down beside me, still laughing happily. I woke and reached for you, not realizing it was a dream until the coldness of the night crept over me. The stars were watching my every action, and I’m certain they were laughing at me, as well. They can’t know the misery in my heart, not as you do. I know that I keep telling you soon, and nothing more. I want badly to give you promises, but I can’t. Not yet, K, my love. I have heard of a place that I can bring you, one that there are homes along water, that you could build a garden at and cook to your heart’s content. You could roam the waters with bare feet and sing sweetly to me as we walk the sands. I haven’t the money to afford it, mind you. I’m still struggling to afford my own food, though my new compatriots are generous to share meals with me at this point. I have been learning skill with swords and have become proficient with bows, too. I wish you could see me here. I wish I could see you here, see how you would blossom. Â
Soon, my love.
               - M
