Prince Vangelis of Kotas,
I have finished two previous letters, for my mind has been restless considering all the possibilities within the words. Neither have been sent, for each one only addresses part of my concern.
You are right— you are not the best with words.
Your letter hints at a difficulty in breaking Phobos, and I have a hard time ignoring the possibility that it is due to me. I truly wish you would ride him, but if it brings you too much strife to do so, please gift him to your father. He is too fine a horse to be stuck in a stall because it pains you to ride him.
Prince, you have me most confused. You speak of a difficulty in writing to me, yet pen that you are finishing an arrangement with the Lady Dorothea. I do not know why you felt the need to tell me. It is a contradiction I do not understand.
I am unable to deny the growing feelings I have for you, my lord. But I am hoping that you will take them into consideration.
I find myself wondering if I misread our departure. It seemed as if, in our time together, you may have begun to care a bit for me, too. Do you? Or do you so just wish to advise my father on potential suitors? If so, please direct all future letters to him.
He will appreciate your far more than I.
Selene of Leventi
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