Librarian prenotes: {Written by Kairoso Leonandra to Marisia S. Leonandra in the year 7307. After the Lord reached the Temple, the First Letter of the Lady was waiting for him. As such, this letter mirrors his emotional state as it is written rather rough and hastily, in fear of letting her wait for too long for his response.}

My dear Mari,

while fleeing through Moorgrel, I woke up every morning filled with thoughts of you. Your scent lingered till now on my clothes, intoxicating me to the heavens and throwing me down again after remembering that what I did was only to the detriment of us.

The gods are truly cruel jokers.

My soul ached with sorrow at the thought that it was the end of our short and sweet encounter as I wandered through the steppe and forest toward my exile.

Are you angry?

Are you sad?

Are you disappointed?

Those feelings I deserve without any question, and I was readying myself for the time of isolation as repentance for my selfish doings.

After reaching the Temple in Nasgrol, your letter was already waiting for me, bringing my senses into complete turmoil. Sweet, incomparable, Marisia.

I will promise to come back, but this time in control of my curse, even if this means that I will go through hell and come back to you as something not even your family can show the slightest disapprovement.

As I will be your beast on every battlefield, you desire. The Demons and Devils will fear your name as I will be the reaper of your wishes. They will run as they see your silky fire-red hair and cower in fear of hearing your harp-like voice coming from your soft pink lips.

Your love and affection will be the only yield for the motivation I need to live through this exile. Till then, please wait for me as I will wait for you.

My dearest love,

Kairoso