Dear Mama and Papa,
A lot has happened since I last wrote, and I'm sorry to say I don't feel all too bad about it. I've been busy in a good way. I am only writing because there is something you need to know... my father figure is to be wed to his lover. Demlemoth says I am to be a part of their family. I haven't had a family in so long, I'm scared I will do something wrong, or that I may have forgotten what it's like to have a family. But that is not my biggest fear... I fear the man who took you will take them as well. I would lose myself if I lost them, they mean more to me than even I know.
There's also another dilemma I face... am I to call Dem my new papa now? He already seems like one at times... but I worry what he will say if I do, or if it would be disrespectful to you, my real parents. I don't even know if Dem truly sees me as one of his own or just a young one he holds dearly to his heart. And what of Egfor? I have never been sure what he sees me as. Maybe, I will never know... but maybe with some luck, I will.
Since I am writing I may as well tell you other happenings of late. I have a dog now. Mister Egfor gave him to me after the dogs' master passed. The dog's name is Cat, and I love him so very much. He is fun, cuddly, and we understand each other so well. It took you both long enough, but it looks as if you finally sent me another mutt.
Now one last thing I must speak of, or I might burst. The man of my dreams... Sir Edwin. He's my personal guard and is the most handsome man I've ever met. His eyes make me want to melt into the ground, and he is so tall and strong. One time I was climbing a tree and slipped. It wasn't all too far from the ground, but he ran to catch me, holding me securely in his strong, broad arms. He told me, "We wouldn't want a beauty such as yourself getting hurt now would we m'lady?" Those simple words had me floating through life with a smile for the rest of that day. Mister Dem says I am not to be looking for such endeavors for a couple more years, but when the time comes I hope sir Edwin will take me. I can only imagine what it would feel like to be kissed by him.
Well...that is all the time I have tonight. I miss you.
Love,
Syllea
