My dear Ainia.
All of this time, you held these feelings for me so deep within your
cold, dead heart.
And yet, I grew hot and bothered by the frostiness of your personality.
I must say, I am fascinated by your cold-hearted-bitch facade!
It doesn't fool me, though!

In fact, it only makes me stronger! No matter what you will will the
world to believe, I shan't be duped by your treacherous doings any
longer!
The refills we shared in the shaded parks under the glorious oak trees,
they are forever in my mind, my dear.
But what happens up here on Nicator Mountian is our own business! And
none other.
Say what you will, try to make our hidden love public, but I shall only
deny it, fair vuluptious lady of the Fens.
Revel in the fact that you no longer have my trust, and that no matter
what you do, I shall still manipulate you for free refills under the
premise of eternal love.
Because, after all, a woman like you....your place is always holding a
fresh pot of health elixir for me when I call upon thee.

So shall it be said, so shall it be done!

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Aeguary, in the year 417 AF.