Kerith: As you open the letter, a pressed and dried rose is revealed.
The parchment reads:
Dearest Tozan,
I fear the Captain suspects we have been meeting each other, and perhaps even has that meddlesome Steward watching me, so instead of lingering, I am leaving this note where I am certain you will find it.
I know that a serving maid cannot hope to marry a Valor Blade, but still I dare to hope. After this next sortie, we will speak further. If you love is as true as you profess, Pelor will grant us a solution.
I have been recieving letters from my family begging me to return home, safely away from the war, but I will not. I swear to you, my love, that I shall not leave these walls without you.
I hear the trumpets calling you to battle. I can only hope you manage to get this letter before you leave. You will survive, love. You must survive.
Eternal Love,
Mydoria
It is dated eleven years ago, the year of the fall of Myrtolo Keep.