An Easy Conquest

My Bright One, The warriors in these lands have grown soft since last we walked here. These cowards are no true knights. Their weapons are brittle, their armor inferior, and their skill at arms laughable. We will have little trouble claiming these lands from the men who hold them. The Crimson Sickness still persists, however, and the restless shades of the dead exist in vast numbers. Myrddin’s secrets must be found and secured if we are to meet these challenges effectively. The Lord Commander assures me we are close to discovering the old sorcerer’s lair. Kari’s wisdom has been most beneficial in this regard. Soon we shall be reunited, my beloved. I long to hold you in my arms and feel your warm breath on my face. We shall have a new home here. I have my eye on a few keeps. We shall decide which shall be ours together. Until then, I shall dream of you and remember the intoxicating taste of your lips. Sir Rulav