Prince Vangelis,
I vow that I will make no mention of your health from this point on. As long as you give me no reason for concern, I shall properly assume that you are up and commanding your armies as if you were never wounded.
They are most thankful for your friendship and support. My sister is doing well, although we are all concerned for the baby. It was a difficult few weeks and none of us will feel like we can enjoy the idea of a new life until he is here and healthy.
Perhaps it is a difference strictly in gender. While your brothers introduce wives into the fold, we say goodbye to our sisters for their new homes. It is a change that I will just have to bear for now. Perhaps, once they are settled, I will be able to visit them in their new lives. And wait patiently until my own starts.
My father will be pleased to know that you are offering to send word that he may not hear of. There have always been quiet offers, but as my sisters married, it would seem that they are becoming more vocal. I shall include any names that I hear.
May I offer some advice? Sleep with the tack for the horse. As crazed as it sounds, it will help the horse get used to the idea of you sooner. And dress him yourself. He will lose trust in you if you let someone else put a saddle on him. Walk him with the saddle, then attempt to ride. He will not like it, but he will keep you on your back.
I must be frank— it brings me peace to know you will have a piece of my people with you when you go to battle. It is a fine name and he know he will serve you well. I have seen beasts as he in being trained, and if he is like his brethren, you will find no finer a stallion than he.
Stay safe on your journeys, Prince. May you stay safe and may the confrontation be concluded peacefully that your family may rejoice in your return. May Ares make your victory swift. And may you be kept in the good graces of the Gods.
My deepest adoration to you and yours,
Selene
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