Author's Note: Thank you, everyone, for your kind comments. I'm so happy you're enjoying the story! After this, I really should write something original, so I can sell it, but... I have this idea for a Jon/Dany like Downton Abbey, you know? So I'm all conflicted n' shit.

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Thursday, 15 April 1813

Yunkai, The Middle of Nowhere, Essos

My Dearest Love,

It is long past time when I ought to have received your response to my last letter, but I have received nothing. This could, of course, be due to the sporadic and, frankly, haphazard postal delivery service we must tolerate in His Majesty's army. Your letter might have simply gone astray.

However, in view of what you have mentioned of your health, I confess that the delay in hearing from you has worried me. I beg you to respond to me at your soonest convenience, or if you are unable, have Tyrion or even— yes, this is how desperate I am to hear from you— His Grace my father act as your hand if you cannot pen the words yourself. Or perhaps our dear friend could dash off a brief line or two, just to settle my mind.

Apprehensive but eager and always, always yours,

Major Lord Jaime Lannister

P.S. I love and think of you endlessly, wench.