09 --- For Altea
[You know, he's probably sent this by carrier pigeon, but given that there's a chance the pigeon may be dumb or just simply not know where Midna is, it's entirely up to recipient if it's successfully received or not.]
Highest Esteemed Lady,
I trust your journey thus far has been successful. I did not choose to pry when you opted to take your departure. If I had, I believe it would have been unbecoming and perhaps even a bit inconsiderate for the tastes of a prince. My sister never would have forgiven me and of this I am very well aware. All the same, I can only find myself curious and tempted to follow you along on your journey.
Fortunately, I know very well that you likely neither need this nor would you much appreciate it, I'll wager. So as I wait for your return, hopeful and perhaps with a little uncertainty and doubt, I hope that you are safe, that you are well, and that all of your endeavours would prove to be accomplished. I believe with all of your determination, your strengths, your pride, and your ambition, that there is very little that could possibly hold you back or even attempt to restrain you. I would think any such possibility to be quickly hindered.
I do wish I could say the institution has been quiet in your absence. I had truly believed my time would stand still when you left. Instead, it continues. The sun revolves around us. The moon still chooses to light the night sky. Time continues, and I've nothing to stop it with. I have taken it upon myself to grow better acquainted with those here. It was something I failed to do before and wishing to fix this, I took the initial step. I think with your return, I should prepare some form of banquet, given that the tea social I put together was a pleasant achievement.
Aside from that, we've had our own difficulties as well. Rabble rousers in the streets, and other various acts of vandalism have been endured. We are currently recovering. I can only hope that before more should befall us, we will be given the option to completely heal. In that respect, perhaps it is all the better that you were not here to see such a thing. I'm certain you could have handled yourself, but all the same, it is one less worry. I'm sure we'll be fine, however. I have faith in those of us here and I have faith in myself as well.
I look forward to your return and think of you often -- and fondly. Until we are to see one another again, I remain your ever humble servant.
Sincerest Regards,
Marth of Altea
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I feel a sense of emptiness, one that I have never felt before.
Something must be done to right it.
Ah, the thorns of blossoming desire, I suppose.
Radiant as the very sun.
Eyes that lure and pull.
Drawing forth into a web.
Thus the story shall unfold.