Disclaimer: I do, unfortunately, not own Merlin nor any of its characters - that's the BBC - although I think I should. This story isn't part of the official storyline, although it could well be. All of our hearts would't be broken then.
Sorry for the confusion, I had some difficulty with my new writing program - I switched from Word to Pages and first I uploaded the wrong document: a private note instead of this story. The horror! Please forgive me, and enjoy this little story which I write only to relax but I thought maybe some of you might enjoy it.
Early Autumn.
Dear Balinor,
it has been three weeks now that the Pendragon knights were here, and three weeks since you left, and I miss you so much that I hardly know how to get through my days. Every morning is a challenge, and if it weren't for the animals I would not bother to get up at all. But my sheep and pigs are all I have left from my parents, and I scrape together my lving off them, and the creatures are not to blame for my misery. As you aren't either, my dearest Bali. I still wish you had taken me with you! What were you thinking, sneaking away in the middle of the night, without a word, without kissing me goodbye?! I am but a simple girl, but I know what faith is. I would not have abandoned you, if I had been given a choice. And yet I know that you did what you had to, to protect me. So please be assured that I am here, safe, but I would rather brave the dangers of the wild woods with you than sit here safely, but alone. Instead I write this letter your eyes will never peruse; for I don't know where you are, nor where you're bound, but you will be forever in my heart.
I remain, now and forever,
Your faithful
Hunith.