Correspondence

by Kingsdaughter613

In which a series of letters between two great opponents proves that history is never simple and that great respect can exist between enemies. The formatting issue has been fixed, and this is actually readable now.

30. Platitudes

Chapter 29: Platitudes

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Mentor Kenway,

Please spare me the lies and platitudes. It matters not what the man was to me; you would have had him killed regardless. Perhaps with a tad more reluctance, but the outcome would have remained unchanged. You have killed my son. Enough. Perhaps, some day, I will have to order the death of your daughter. Very well. We are generals in an eternal war, in service to causes greater than ourselves. This correspondence of ours is as close as we shall ever come to peace.

In the future, let us write of better tidings. Io:nhiote is coming of age; have any suitors of worth presented themselves?

Yours,

Shay Patrick Cormac

Grandmaster of the American Rite

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Bill,

Looks like I've been having better luck than Shaun lately. Seems the New York location wasn't as well preserved.

Io:nhiote was born around 1788 and Cormac writes here that she's coming of age. That puts this letter around 1803/1804. I can't find a record of Cormac's son dying around then, but our records from that time aren't the greatest. 1812 and the schism it caused left the records in disarray, and Connor wasn't much of one for writing anyway.

Overall, this letter is kind of bleak.

R