Chapter Letter to Wren
My dearest Wren,
You should have seen the look Heathford gave me when I told him I’d be replying right away. I will be indebted to the man even more than I already am if I keep this up.
Your descriptions of the Wild Holm make me wish we were there tonight. I am sorry, though, to have brought about heartache for you. My endeavor was to do the opposite, and I failed.
Perhaps my descriptions of home will prove a worthy distraction.
I would take you up to the Watchtower, but that would be our last stop, for it is the best place to watch the sunset in all of Enlight. Finn disagrees; he says the top of the battlements is better, but I think he only says so to be contrarian.
We’d start our day in the castle. I’d show you the library first. There are even more books than in the Obsidian Library! Then we’d have to take a tour through the gardens so you could see the peonies. My mother would probably tag along. I think you two would get along well.
I am biased in that I think we have the best chef in all of the Seven Havens, so all of our meals would be taken in the castle. However, there is a stall in the market I’d wish to take you to that makes amazing chocolate swirl pastries.
The best part of the market by far, though, is the merchants peddling their latest inventions. Everything from children’s toys to weapons to instruments. It’s fascinating to watch them demonstrate what they came up with, trying to convince you to spend your coin.
After I showed you every corner of the city, then we’d climb to the top of the Watchtower. The sunset fades into an inky indigo, and you can look out over the whole capital and see lights blink on in homes and shops.
What do you think of that? Would such a tour be satisfactory?
Yours,
Castien