Prenote librarian: {Written by Marisia S. Leonandra to Kairoso Leonandra on 17.08.7307. After the accident regarding the Nobility of east Moorgrel, this letter was sent to a Temple in the west of Moorgrel after the Lord fled and exiled himself there.}

Kairoso, I love you.

Three simple little words, yet never uttered or inscribed in ink by me to another living soul, only to you.

I will never love another as I love you.

I will never cherish another as I cherish you.

I will always love only you.

This was the happiest day of my life. For it, I decided it was the first day of the rest of my life with you, on the day when we were together, dancing and drinking, with attendances of my close and far living family, judging and looking down on you and me.

Me nervous, and you are joyful and steadfast. I could not wait for the evening to be over with and the guests to leave.

Yesterday you were my loyal soldier, holding my hand and your head up while I was still getting there, but today, just the two of us, we are just lovers.

Writing such words still leaves me dazed, for I truly believed I would never match with someone I would present my soul so openly. And then into my life, you stepped, or should I say stomped, in your whirlwind of steel and smiles.

You slept peacefully in our bed while I could not sleep. I feared falling asleep and waking to find you gone, finding myself alone. While this became true, your last exclamations and promises are soughing my soul.

I am sure this worry will ease with every night as I wait, until one night I will fall asleep myself in your arms, and wake to you, still snuggled in your embrace, and think of it as the most natural state in all the world.

But do not ever think I will take you for granted for a moment. It is precious; henceforth, I pledge to nurture our partnership for the rest of my days.

You told me that you found you could no longer sleep without me once we shared a bed. I can no longer live without you. For with you, I am truly who I am meant to be. I wonder if I have been walking about as one dead, or as a specter, with sight, hearing and touch, but without the ability to feel. It is as if I have floated through life without experiencing any of it.

When did I become like this? How have I walked the halls of kings in such a paralyzed state: Eating without tasting, looking without seeing, touching without feeling. And all the time with a disdainful heart and a soul that was wasted. Until you.

I have always considered my birthright a burden to be endured and in the most arrogant of ways. I am well aware of my preeminent place in this world, and I own to being conceited and vain. I have often taken without a thought to the consequences to others and without giving freely in return. I am, by nature, wary and reserved. All this you know and accept and have never been in awe of. Nor have you ever doubted my right to be as I am. You love me unconditionally, and for that alone, I am blessed.

You have given me a wondrous gift.

You have always been prepared to see the good in others, first and foremost, and only want the best for them. I marvel at how you find joy in living each day to the full. To look on you, to be with you, to experience life in your company is to be complete.

For you alone, I strive to be a better lady; to live a better life; to know its joys and its pleasures; to never disappoint you; and never will I squander a single moment of the life that is left to me - with you.

With this letter, you have my whole heart, body, and soul.

I am eternally yours and await you,

Marisia S. Leonandra