Captives in the Game of Love

Lord Tilani,

Someone else in the manse writes for me. I don't sit still, these days.

I'm glad you've stopped coming, knocking, shouting. It's distracting, and when I have too much time to think, things get worse. Besides, visiting, you'd not catch a glimpse. The windows are spelled.

The garden sounds very nice. No, I don't want to move to your family home. I like the townhome, I like my tree in the garden. So unless you can bring my tree, I won't move to another home.

Dictated by
the Lady Novella Tilani