ooo double update, look at me. this part might explain a bit...
FORTY-FIVE - In the Words of the Twisted [Letter]
12 Days Until The Wedding
To my lovely Betrothed,
Oh, how I long for you, my dearest Haki.
It's unfortunate that duty calls for us in different kingdoms of a splendid reign, but I suppose we both must do our parts this way. I know Lyrias provides you with endless bookcases of knowledge and inquiries that needn't need explanation for the allure. But there are times that tempt me to steal those books here to have you follow and reside here by my side.
But I digress, my Lady.
I'm due to visit, fortunately, to check on Lyrias as well as properly invite you to the wedding of my younger brother, Zen. Can you believe we're attending my little brother's wedding first before even preparing for our own? It's been something I still can't seem to comprehend properly, even though it has been several weeks since the declaration.
Zen has been rather deviant from his usual unconformity manner. He's been taking more audacious actions than his typical 'good man' escapes. He's betrothed to a Princess who has the brain capacity of a teaspoon. Lacks respect for my astounding, hardworking staff. Posh and is considerably a half-blood. Her cute face is the only true item of value.
Then again, his plan was to engage a woman who hasn't even got a spec of royalty in her. But surely, I'd be more pleased with her being Princess of Wistalia than any other peasant or an affluent lord's daughter. She's full of wit and has helped Zen grow more than anyone ever has, and for that she has earned my respect.
There was a celebration ball a few weeks ago upon the announcement of their engagement. I had pulled Princess Elizabeth for an exchange of words, convincing her not to follow the fallacy of their engagement and supposed love. But she been too insist, brainwashing herself in believing that she and my brother were in this deep, impenetrable love. I was quick to take back my words to mute her whining and guide her down to the ball that had been struck with tension due to Zen's persistence in attempting to keep his lover as essentially a mistress.
Our mother had poorly chosen Princess Elizabeth to be my little brothers wife. It was foolish of her to choose so arbitrarily. She had never met the girl, has no knowledge of their background, and simply chose her for her kingdom is water-based for our father loved the water. Considerate, though selfish against the only other man in her life that is currently alive. But she knows that as her sons, we are to respect her decisions and abide to her desires.
I thank the heavens she did not choose anyone for me before I met you, my Love. I'll be counting the hours until our reunion.
Yours,
Izana Wistalia