♥.:*¨¨*:.♥.:*¨¨*:.♥.:*¨¨*:.♥ Dear Faelon, By Titania there is never a moment of peace, is there? I had wanted to have this chat with you in person, but you had to go and Dimension Door to Oberon knows where didn't you? Oh, but I really can't fault you for it. Perhaps I had made my own assumptions when I attempted to Counterspell your Dimension Door. I'm not surprised it didn't succeed, I was mostly hesitant and hesitancy has never made for a well-executed spell. Why was I hesitant? I was so sure, when we first met, that we had some sort of unique bond due to our fey heritage. How could we not? I was so certain of this that I deliberately fed your wine fixation. Only with the finest mind you! - I can't tell whether I was incensed or simply heart-broken when you tried to steal that jug from me. Of course I intended to tell you of it, I only had to pretend I didn't find it so that we might slip past the Cyclops and Batiri goblins. What good would it do to tell you if I had to give it away immediately after? You know I didn't sleep after that. It wasn't until Camp Vengeance that I was able to rest again. I think Camp Vengeance was some of the best time we had together, crediting our quick-witted feed-the-hydra-a-hamster plot in particular. I thought then, maybe, just maybe we were finally beginning to find a bond. So much so, I made absolutely certain to be at your heels to deal with that confounded student who wanted you dead. You've never thought I wanted you dead, have you? If you answered yes, I suppose I can't fault you for that either. However to be fair, I did warn that I would burn that hut down whether you were inside or not. Why didn't you believe me? I might be able to understand doubting the guaranteed backlash that comes with a hag's knowledge, but I've always done precisely what I said I'd do. I thought you would know this best of all. You've never actually been to the Feywild have you? I've never ever known anyone native to the Feywild to doubt the backlash that comes with a hag's knowledge, or be unable to recall their Eladrin parents. Why did you let me believe you had? Bugger, this doesn't work quite a well without you here to answer, does it? From the beginning I somehow thought we'd share a unique fey bond and yet I find us at odds with each other far more than we are with a Drow. I find that I am more certain of where Velverin stands than where you stand at times. Still, thinking back on all of our disputes, I was always the one to strike first. I really am an impertinent brute, aren't I? Why am I like this? I apologise for assaulting you in the boats. I apologise for setting the hut on fire with you inside. I apologise for assaulting everyone under the influence of the ring. And I apologise for doubting you and attempting to Counterspell your Dimension Door. I care about you Faelon, as a person and most of all as a fey. I think that maybe some part of me is afraid of reliving that heartache I experienced during our boat ride. That was the time I realised that maybe I respected and cared about you more than you did me. Even so, I think it's time that I hold myself accountable for my own actions. Valarith should know that appropriate punishment suited for my list of crimes. Trixie will likely have delivered this letter to you by the time judgement has passed. Let us hope it isn't anything as severe as execution. If it is however, then it has been a privilege and a pleasure knowing you Professor Faelon. ~ Drev'nae the Clinquant ♥ ♥.:*¨¨*:.♥.:*¨¨*:.♥.:*¨¨*:.♥
