She read for hours, poring over every page. As it turned out, Mileeta had actually written Herbs of Tamriel herself! Muz-Ja never knew she was so interested in the subject. As soon as she finished it, she began to read the Compendium of Nibenese Oysters, saving the Destruction book for training. The tome was, as suggested by the title, long, boring, and academic to the point of unreadability.

However, as she read the first page, she noticed the corner of a small piece of parchment sticking up from the brown, aged pages. As she pulled it out, she recognized Mileeta's swooping handwriting almost immediately.

"Muz-Ja,

I'm sorry I had to leave. I really didn't want to. I was hoping this wouldn't happen, but I wanted to be able to let you know how I feel before I do. Honestly, being your friend and watching you grow has been one of the most fulfilling experiences of my life. I'm really not sure how I even functioned without you in my life - you're one of the kindest and most supportive people I've ever met. You're like the water to my mud. Without you, I wouldn't be who I am. Anyways, I've had this question on my mind for a while now, and I can't think of any other way to ask it.

Would you be mine?

Sincerely,

Mileeta"

She reread the letter over and over again, her entire face flushed red. After about 5 minutes of this she held it to her chest and a giant smile spread across her face, the pain of her leaving having been all but ejected from her mind. She jumped out of bed soon after, quickly slipping into a silken top, pants far too large for her small frame, tucked into a pair of sturdy Orcish boots. Immediately she plopped herself down at her desk, and feverishly wrote a response.

"Yes."