"Dear Malachai, I want to see you again as well, with all my being. We both know why my father does not wish for me to see you, but we also both know that he is a fool. I know it is not the best thing to speak so ill of my own father, but if I could, I would leave him in a heartbeat to be with you. If only it were that simple. We do need to talk, though, it has been far too long. We have so much to discuss, and these letters can only impart so much... if it even gets to you. Did you get the one I sent last week?"<br/><br/>(The last letter you received from her was sent over a month ago. The letter continues...)<br/><br/>I know what you want, I understand, Malachai. I want it, too. But if I ever... well best not to think about that. We will see each other soon, though, we must find a way. I love you, Malachai.<br/><br/>-Lady Rosalind"<br/><br/>At the bottom of the letter is the impression of her lips, in black lipstick.