My eyes have feasted on many a vibrant sight in the Reikland: The kaleidoscope of brights that can only be seen in the Gardens of Altdorf, the Eichfreud Delta on the River Grissen; even the Reikwald Forest where they say the shades of green cannot be duplicated with any dye or paint. Yet, each of these thoughts are bleached like sunbaked earth. I swear my memories have been cursed with colorblindness since looking upon your beauty for the first time.
I know there is an insolence in me – I swear by Jaimyn’s beard that I rarely take liberties or show a forwardness in my attentions, but once I saw you I felt as if I was possessed by the Goddess Isha herself. Regardless of station, I had to approach – to be bold. I feel a closeness to you. A desire to serve you – to protect you – to be whatever you need me to be.
I have to say that you gracing me with the gift of correspondence has lifted my spirit greatly. To be honest when I am near you the things I want to say struggle to pass my lips. I’m afraid that your presence ties my heart and words in an embrace I hope to never escape from.
My dearest Clothilde, as soon as I rid Averheim of “The Hood”; and my friends rescued, my only wish is to once again reward my eyes with the only colors I can now see…
Your Humble Servant,