
“Dear cousin, or shall I say, dear craven. They tell me one must begin a letter with some manner of courtesy, but I find myself at a loss to think of one that suits you. “Your Grace” seems too fine for a man whose greatest virtue is that he knows when to hide, and “dear Valarr” rings false in my mouth besides. So craven will have to serve until I think of something ruder.” #valaerion : chapter 5 of a crown after spring is out!





















