Marked Urgent: Marie Ardouine

Marie,

He has me trapped here. Not by men or bars, but something far worse. I haven't asked you to do anything for me before now, but I ask you this; forget me. Change Singarth, make it better, and forget me.

I have attached my Will with this letter, I'd be grateful if you could give it to Volpertus.

I'm sorry. I should have come. There's far more to say, but I fear that if I say it, forgetting me will be too difficult.

Shine, love.

- M.S

Tobias felt the note that followed was hardly worth his time. He hadn't seen the original to which it replied, knowing better than to pry into his commander's affairs and make that prying known with a broken seal. On the plus side, it was likely the last letter he'd have to shuffle and smuggle on the Countess' way - and it appeared dear Marie had finally listened to his advice and aquired an appreciation for brevity. No more than a scrap big enough to fit in the palm and fingers of one's hand, it read:

No.

I'm coming.