My dearest Silver,

I lack the words to express the joy I felt upon receiving your letter. Please allow me to set your mind at ease: I will treasure your gift and I will wear it often.

I am aware that it is wildly uncouth of me, but I must make my feelings known. Our time together may have been fleeting, but you have frequented my thoughts since that night in Argothia. I see your brilliant silver eyes in the spill of the moon’s glow in my chambers every night and I must admit you visit me in my dreams more often than not. I long for the moment we are reunited and I ache for the brush of your fingertips against my flesh, the press of your lips against mine. I pray that the gods see us together once more.

At this moment, I can only offer you a token of my own affection. I hope to one day see it gracing your chlamys with my own eyes, but I will continue to allow my thoughts to take rein as I remember our encounter by the fountain until we are in one another’s arms again.

I eagerly await your response.

Your darling,
Gold