Dear Leoffrith,
We did not know each other but for one night, and so I thought it unwise to have you left with naught a word of my own. Your wedding will come to pass and I will be long gone, as you read this I'm likely already in Fréasburg. I want to wish you the best in your wedding, and your foreman at the stables to know I am no longer going to be making horseshoes for him.
It can be hard for one of the Rohirrim in Bree, as many of us know all too well. Yet you seemed strong of will and honor upon out meeting.
I digress, best wishes my short lived friend. Might your marriage be long and fruitful.
The one and only,
Orduin of Aldburg.
