Candice picked up the pen. It was fit especially for her. Her beautiful strokes waved across the paper. Father, my week went wonderfully. I hope yours did too. William has frequently broke down, but since Quch died I understand his pain. To be quite honest, I feel he loves me but is afraid to admit it, and I hope he heals before he admits it. You know, I'm starting to like him too. I hope if he admits he loves me you'd accept it. I know you're... finnicky about the guys I date, but he's a good candidate. He seems to have learned my habits by heart. Like me keeping my mouth open. Speaking of, I'm doing that right now. I was about to drool all over the paper, and you know how unlady-like that is. He helps me keep from my habits, like shutting my mouth when I keep it open, and making me check my facts first. I'm not as gullible as I used to be. At least I don't have to worry about brushing my teeth, as I don't have any, like he does. But, he is absolutely SPOILING me! Don't worry. I'm always thankful and gracious, as I was raised.
Love,
Your Daughter Candice (Ngeng)
Candice licked the envelope and sealed it closed. She gave it to the maid, who put it in the mailbox. William knocked. "May I come in?" He asked.
"Of course." Candice replied.
William entered the room. "Did you remember this week's letter?" He asked.
"Of course, what makes you think I'd forget?" Candice asked another question in response.
"Oh, just asking." William answered.
Candice nodded. She fluffed her dress a bit. It was almost purely feathers and silk. "So, do you like the new dress?" William asked.
"I love it. It's so comfortable." Candice replied.
William nodded. He walked to his bed chambers, changed into his pajamas, and crawled into bed.