Reaver, I had to take my leave. This letter will be fairly short considering the situation I am going through. I won't bother to explain today or maybe I won't bother to explain ever. But all I will say is that I carry your child. I don't know what gender but when I do I will tell you. I am not the happiest but I will not leave this child to die or have an abortion. The "Mighty Queen Sparrow" needs a heir to the throne anyways. Since I know you won't be bothered to actually take care of this child, I will have someone play the part of a father figure. I'm not sure who it will be but he will be a better father than you would have ever been. And that man will be know to the public as the biological father too. No one will know of our affair. And Reaver, we could have avoided this if you would've just left me die in front of your manor by the assassins.. but no you had to save me. I'm grateful but this is not at all I was expecting 2 months ago. And on that day what we did was just another distraction or a reaction of what we consider lust. Right? All those sweet nothings that we shared through the night was not spoken from the heart, were they? Even if they were we mustn't act on what we feel. Cause its not about what we feel anymore, its about the feelings and the wellbeing of the child I am carrying. I won't even bother to say our child cause quite frankly you wouldn't accept it would you? This is the ending of the letter cause I have nothing to say anymore and I just have to wait on a reply, hopefully

Queen Sparrow