Faylith

My dearest love and guiding light,

Today, I immersed myself in the intricate melodies of the orcish tongue, attempting to assimilate into this unfamiliar world. Yet, amidst the clamor and chaos, my thoughts invariably drift back to the serene moments we spent painting together in the sun-drenched courtyard. The memory of your adoration for yellow spider lilies lingers in my mind, a poignant reminder of your exquisite taste.

Your laughter, like a melody, continues to resonate in the silken embrace of my dreams, leaving me yearning for the warmth of your touch. As your wedding day draws near, I am filled with bittersweet anticipation, knowing that you will radiate beauty and grace. I implore you to tend to your well-being as the festivities approach. And please, safeguard the assortment of sweets I clandestinely left for you, lest Kasula discovers them and reprimands you.

Why bother? You can't read these letters anyway...