The Letter
He wasn't going to go off-course. Honestly, he wasn't. Arthur knew it could spell innumerable troubles for the elves. But one letter changed all that.
Dear sir,
My young brothers continually badger me to write to you. They are under the impression that you are a man who is able to travel the globe in one night, delivering gifts to children. How is that possible? My brothers will believe anything.
However…if you do exist…I would love nothing more than for you to give us a sign that you are real.
Sincerely,
Merida
And so, on Christmas morning, Arthur hid himself in the main hall and watched three little red-haired boys race toward a beautiful evergreen, tearing into the presents that lay there. They were followed by a tall, pretty girl with outrageously curly red hair. She gazed at the tree in wonder.
"Merida," Arthur said.
She turned, and their eyes met. Arthur froze, not knowing what to do. Her eyes widened, and she seemed like she wanted to say something. He quickly put a finger to his lips, sneaking out. As he did, he heard one of the little boys speak.
"We told you, Merida! We told you he's real."
"Yes," was all she said, and she glanced behind her, giving Arthur a smile that made his heart melt.
He would have to come back very soon.