My dearest Luke,
Oh darling brother of mine, what mess have you gotten yourself into. At least I hope this will teach you the lesson to not trust nobles. I am sorry I never met Emily, but it sounds like it is a good thing it ended.
What is it with nobles and dealing with the fey? Is gaining power that important to them that they would risk everything for it? The story you told me, the one from the book (which I am sad you could not keep, i would have loved to borrow it from you), should have been warning enough how foolish it is to deal with them.
The fey are fickle and uncaring. Their deals ultimately only benefit themselves. I am happy to see that you remain steadfast in this knowledge and have not fallen for the temptation, even if that temptation comes with the pretty face of what seemed to be a lovely girl. I am proud of you brother of mine, for remaining steadfast.
What happened to you at the tournament is of course unjustified and it feels like they were merely looking for a scapegoat in order not to point a finger at the noble causing it. Does this remind you of a certain event that happened to us? Nobles are all the same, be it the De La Roosts, the Collins, or the Dumons. They only care for themselves and will throw people like us under the carriage if it suits them. If you wish I can curse their entire bloodline (just kidding, or maybe not)
I am sad to hear that you will be leaving Keralon and Caern Fussil for a while, but it is probably for the best. Travelling will clear your mind and make you forget about the things that transpired, and you will find your place elsewhere. I guess it means we won’t be meeting again for a while, and I will miss you sorely.
For my own account I have also left the city. The first few months after our last letter, I spent working in Canalside, doing the usual. I won’t bore you with the details, but save to say I’m becoming an expert in delivering babies and mending cuts and stabwounds.
A few months ago however, news came to the city that Mirabella, the witch overseeing the villages a few days northwest of Keralon had passed away, so I have now moved there to take her place and make sure the people have someone to look after them.
Did you know there is little difference between delivering a lamb and a human baby? Except the sheep generally manage on their own and are far less complicated? They are also far cuter when newborn. Fiachna is definitely happy to be out of the city for once. I will return to Keralon once in a blue moon to see if there is any news, and to stock up on some supplies, but aside from that, I don’t think I will see much of the city again for a while.
I must confess I will not miss the city much. Being out here in the fields on the edge of Lorewood is where I belong, not cramped up between walls. I have left a message to our former companions, Dorr, Alistan and Dadroz, to let them know where I am so that if they want to meet up, we can. But other than that, I am happy where I am. I might adopt a goat, or two. Just kidding, I already have.
Sadly I won’t be able to write as much as you do, seeing as supplies are limited. I will check in with Amarra when I have the chance, to see if there is more news about you, or the city mages.
Take care my brother, and know you can always come here.
I will be there for you, always.
your loving sister,
Hayley