My Lord Ravenwing,
I write you this evening still filthy from a day’s work and heavy of heart for this solemn news. The Lady Acasia has implicated members of my sister’s house in a duplicitous coupe for her attention. Regardless of the veracity of these claims, she is no longer comfortable with the classic-arrangement of our budding courtship. I gather from a quite-difficult letter penned by her hand that it is her wish to seek the proximal comforts of physical companionship among the flesh on offer amidst my sister’s things. I have -in this short season- come to regard your judgement for quality standards. Therefore I assure you that through the course of this courtship, I have kept my word to you and will keep it still in prudence and respect.
Per the promise I made to you, I have returned her to your care, unassailed and with heart intact. For by her admission she seeks after better company. I am not her Lord, that I should forbid her - verily I say to you that I am Lord of none and only a master of one.
Therefore, I have chosen to accept her proposal and make my way in your midst as I had intended before this entangling began a gilded face and nothing more. I have written her to confront these notions with as much clarity as I can master from myself. Therefore please forgive me any vagary and ask not after clarity. for her confidence is still mine to keep.
Thus, I duly confess to having managed myself with fairness and respect in regards to your sister and her company. I have carried myself in observation of the old-ways, nigh irreproachable and gentlemanly in demeanor until this very hour. Nevertheless, if there is reason to insist upon the finding of fault in my way - I will not require the searching just to find. I am no stranger to consequences and you are -for all your true greatness- still a man. A better man perhaps, though still a man and subject to such things as men are. So believe me my Lord when I tell you that I know my place and you are wise to put me from your mind, for I am beneath you like the boards at your feet. Lest you make some reason to elevate me I would surely fade, only mistaken for dross against the sterling reputation of your House and Lordship.
Farewell my Lord and may only that which is good come unto you and always.
Your Humble Servant, Rhys Valtieri
@vincent-ravenwing
