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[askravusnoxfleuret]

Plenteous gossip state’s that you High Commander enjoy indulging in poetic letters. Many girls whom fancy you tend to lean on the whimsy that you would be a passionate poet to your loved ones. If not only in prose, but perhaps carnal delights? Perhaps you could sate the girls fantasies and give us an example of what composition his Royal Highness would write?~Obsidian

*Lifts finger*

I-I-………

*Sigh*

…..I have no intention on ‘sating’ any needs…. But I suppose I can supply a message….

Of which is most likely going to reflect poorly upon me, lo’ how the Chancellor shall laugh-

My dearest lady, 

For far too long has it been since I have been able to behold your bright eyes, as the tedious days in Niflheim stretch out over an eternity, I can only count down the days until I can once more sweep you up into my arms and hold you near, to be lost in the glory that is you…what on earth did I ever do to deserve you? To feel the warmth of your body next to mine? The gentle touch of a hand? I find it all still so surreal, like a dream that I would wish to never end. The concept is love is still foreign to me, especially the depth of what we share. I hope I am reciprocating properly, just as much as you grace me with. When I get back, I promise to hold you closer than I ever have, to tangle my fingers through your locks as I envelop you in my arms. I wish for nothing more than to lose myself in you, although at the moment it is scarcely possible.

Look at me, rambling away like a mad man….although I suppose in a way, I am for you….if I say anymore, I suppose I will look even more foolish. I hope you don’t mind the nonsense, I simply just cannot wait to be beside you again.

Faithfully yours-

Ravus.

*aggressive blushing*

There! Is everyone happy?!?

[askravusnoxfleuret]

The darkness has come over Eos. Thanks to the Lucian Adviser your alive my Prince. Yet you are still the blood of the Oracle, first born son of Tenebre. I understand your Asylum with in your Kingdom (or Altissia) That which you’d be hounded by the Usurper if you were upon the main land. Will you rebuild? I do not see you producing an Heir. A female born to you would be in danger. What in the years of darkness follows will you do?What are your thoughts upon losing Luna? A concerned~ Obsidian

I will confess, this is a tricky one. Not only from the loss of my sister, the other subjects…I would not be so sure.

My first mission would be to escort my people to Lestallum, despite the threat of the Chancellor, it is still vastly safer than Tenebrae, and should it arise, I would fend him off. In the city, there we would have shelter and light, as well as a safe place to grieve. Which is were thoughts of losing Lunafreya would come into play…

All I can say is that it was not supposed to end, not like this. She wanted children, to see the world free from the strife it is under now, to be reunited with Noctis. It was not her time, no matter what the stories say, it was not my Lunafreya’s time.

As for an heir? W-well, that brings about the subject of marriage, and I haven’t quite met anyone I can see myself with as of late. The daemons leave little time to grow relationships, and I fear that one may not last long…who knows if the lady of my choice should succumb to the darkness, or fall in battle. Those reasons too, are why I fear bringing a child into this.

So in the meantime, if you wish to find me, I shall be out slaying daemons, my personal life and family life must take a backseat to the greater good, protecting the land and my people, no matter what it takes.

My sister would have done the same.