To my dearest Roderich,

The snow falls gently outside my window, that is to say, at a sideways direction headed who knows where at about 50mph; needless to say the troops are bunkered down and have been for the last few days. This storm shows no sign of letting up so we will probably stay this way for at least another 24 hours.

In other news my visits with Mr. Briginski have been very unsuccessful, he is still stuck on fighting against us and keeping Vodka as the National drink. It really hasn't helped that Mr. Winter has been visiting the last few days, with him around the Russian's head seems frozen in his past glory days and he can't see the reality that sits just across the border.

So here we sit, awaiting orders about how to proceed.

I miss you terribly; the room I'm stationed in is very lonely with you.

Do stay warm and safe Love.

With the tenderest care,

Ludwig.