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To the most honorable Lady Lysa Arryn

My dearest Lady Lysa,

I often have to remind myself that you are now for many years already the wife of my most honorable Uncle and thus I should call you my Lady Aunt but it feels still so peculiar in my mind to do so, seeing as you are so very much younger than I am, younger even than my husband's own heiress. So I once more hope that you will forgive me for not writing to you as my Aunt but as my friend.

My dear husband's noble line is not too far from near extinction if our dearest Anna will not soon find herself in blessed circumstances.
She is not too far away from her thirtiest year of life and has still not found herself even once blessed by the Mother as you know of course.

Given that she had been barely flowered at her first wedding and her husband had rather, ahem ahem otherlaying carnal interests, it was truly a blessing by the father that the first husband died in the third year of their marriage. The second husband had tried to do his marital duties but had been a very shy lad, shyer even than our Anna and so the tryings were often rather unsuccessful and then he had died in the late days of 282.
You know this of course and I am terribly sorry to bother you with this my dearest and most beloved Lady Lysa.

It is just that Anna 's third husband is sadly not the blessing we had hoped for either. Young Petyr is an industrious and quick thinking man, sadly with a rather loose sense of truthfulness and astonishingly incredulous though mind you, my dearest Lady Lysa, it is not as if our beloved Niece is without faults herself but her piety and truthfulness can not be denied at all. If only now this young husband of hers would carry himself with the same integrity and piety as she does, then surely their nightly duties would finally come to fruits.

But no, he has passions, which are of course normal for a young man of barely two and twenty years of age, but sadly he tries to find more and more ways to not spend his passions where he should.
It saddens me, my dearest Lady Lysa, it really saddens me that my honorable Uncle had decided on such a Cad to become the husband of our dear and innocent Anna.

But the worst of all things is that our dear Anna sees herself in love with this husband of hers. Love!
Can you imagine that? He is a a charming young man of course, at least when he decides that he wants to be, but to feel love seems rather to be too enthusiastic in this marriage after nearly two years without any sign of the Mother's and Father's blessing.

My husband and I had already ourself been cursed to never been able to bring live into this world but now we are slowly loosing hope for Anna too. You do know of course that Anna is the last direct heir of my dear husband, if she really remains childless, then the next available heir is from the lines of my husband's great-grandfather's younger brother Ulren's descendants, either from great-granduncle Ulren's daughter Alys, who was the mother of this truly dreadful Old Walder Frey the current Lord Frey of the Twins, or from Ulren's two sons Eller and Allen, but these both had only sired illegitimate children here in the Kingdoms before they both had left with their father Ulren for Essos and all three married there.

I have found a old letter from great-granduncle Ulren to my husband's grandfather Dellon, where great-granduncle Ulren had written about his sadness that Dellon 's father, his older brother had died recently and were he, Ulren had also wished him Dellon good luck as the new Lord Elesham.

In this letter, Ulren had also written that he had married a merchant's widow in Braavos and that there were no children from this marriage but he had also written that his son Eller had married into a Myrish family and had produced three daughters and that his other son Allen had married into a Pentosi family and had produced five boys. That was the last letter from this great-granduncle, so we have no further information but my dear husband is now thinking about searching for more information about this Pentosi line of his family tree.

Just in case you know, just in case that Anna really remains childless.

Oh, I am bothering you my dearest Lady Lysa and I certainly had no intention to do so, but this whole situation just troubles my husband and I so very very much.

If only young Petyr would finally sire a child unto our Anna, just one child, no matter boy or girl, just one healthy and living child.

I know that you understand my worries, my feelings of despair, seeing as the first years of the marriage between you and my most honored Uncle were filled with sadness and despair too, till the Mother had blessed you and my Uncle so richly.

I most humbly beg you to pray for us and if you might now of anything that can help our Anna, then I beg to help us in our need.

Yours, full of love and admiration

Alysanne, Lady Elesham

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Lysa rolled her eyes after she had finished reading the letter and then she scoffed. Seemed that either Anna was well and truly not able to get pregnant or that Petyr was not able to function with that woman.
She closed her eyes and tried to imagine thin Petyr and fat Anna and shuddered, even more so as she remembered that she herself had been fat too in her other life.
Not in this life though, not in this life.

She smiled.

"Milva, I think that I will have to ask you to visit the Elesham's for me. There are certain little things that I would like to gift to Anna.
And before you leave for this trip, you might want to check on your old friend and give him some very special gifts too. How does that sounds to you? "

Milva smirked and nodded. And her smirk deepened.