Dear Estellise,
It has been too long since we last had time to speak, Apothar, and I confess I have much to speak of. We are parties in a game, and I do not wish to be merely a pawn in it. It is my hope you may hold the piece shall see me queened.
I also find myself wondering about your own state of affairs, tumultuous as they are. Many describe you as a venemous serpent, or a fool, or a harpy. I do not care to trade in such cheap appellations. I see a woman, doing her best to avert a dark fate. I wish to understand what it is you value, and what a fate worth your struggle is.
I pray that you should entertain my idle request, Estellise. I did enjoy our first interview.
Regards,
Miro Lac-du-Manse,
Acolyte of the Sibylline Vine
P.S. I still have yet to be drowned. How disappointing.
Dear Miro,
Those who describe me in such words lead irrelevant, petty existences. In truth, I pay them little heed.
I am more than willing to meet and speak further in person. Seek me out at the Tower or in my Demesne.
Regards,
Apothar Estellise Azimi