This missive appears to be a little singed, the white envelope browned at the edges and sporting bloody fingerprints. It has not reached its addressed recipient.
Daigan,
I apologise for not writing sooner. I simply have not had the time. It is, as one would expect, very busy here and this has been my only chance to send any mail. I am doing well. Better than I would have thought, in fact and I have not yet come to any harm.
The men here each have a nickname and, suprisingly, they gave one to me as well. I am known as "Princess", which I am sure will make you snigger. I have learned much at their hands and continue to learn even now. I think I am close to finding that which I sought. With luck, I shall return soon, although I cannot be certain at this time.
Give my love to Bearn, make sure that he does not worry for me. Tell him that I shall come to see him just as soon as I return.
Also, give my love to Blodwynn, and get with the cake already!
Fondest regards,
Ilaru
