Sven running past the guards into the room
"GET BACK HERE THIEF" guards continuing to bang on his door.
"I, a Thief how dare those guards thought Sven"
Dragging out his ink and quill he starts writing for his love "OH Morganna" the beautiful princess. Morganna has beautiful black hair and green eyes and a small waist and OH "SIR YOU HAVE SIX SECONDS BEFORE WE BURST THROUGH THE DOOR" Said the guard breaking his chain of thought.
Quickly with his Quill he wrote.
Dear Morganna,
The snow is harsh this time of year, as is the plain green grass
Looking at it reminds me of you and our time together in Murleer.
Do you remember the Wronee Oak tree?
Our hearts are still there carved like two doves in mist sitting there
I miss you so much your long brown hair and green eyes your small bosom
Alas am being chained and might not hear from you from next winter's moon. I fear
I Miss you so much my love
Alas we shall not meet each other till the next harvest moon
Till then my love
Sven
Storming through the adjacent chambers he wakes a maid "LADY YOU THERE WAKE UP" he shouts with Uneasiness.
"Take this to Morganna; MAKE sure SHE gets it and NOT the Queen"
A guard sneaks around the corner and slams into Sven "got you Scoundrel" with the guards Dragging Sven off "GET THAT LETTER TO MORGANNA he screamed as they dragged him down the hall with movant intent.
The maid runs out the room and rushes towards a horse to deliver the gentleman's request.
"I Shan't have an issue", thought the maid but Oh Morganna Malcom you shall have yourself a quest"
Hopping onto the horse she gallops towards the bard.
