Dear Mr. Nightwish, it has come to my attention that you have a daughter. Thirteen years of age at this point in time am I correct? Intelligent, carefree, easy to laugh and quick to smile. There have been many interested in your family, since the departure of your dearest Mary. Little Cassiah was around six years at the time? When the woman left and joined herself to another Man's side? I know his name and so do you. But I doubt you would wish to see it within this letter, keep that child on a leash. She's bound to have the same fire as her Mother. You're a busy man aren't you? That makes two of us. For her sake and yours let us hope you can continue to provide for her. Times are shifting, changing. A smart man like you knows that. Do try not to lose your mind. Even Bree can have it's fair share of madness and absurdity. Your daughter will surely grow into a beautiful young woman, she's already starting to. Where will that leave the old blacksmith then hm? Surely you'll keep that axe of yours near due to the dogs that wish to so eagerly drop at her feet. You'll have blood on your hands yet I'm sure. But how long would you be able to keep it from your beloved one?
Sincerely, A man who watches.
