March 1500 PD
Sweetest Lia,
I've been thinking a lot, lately, of when we were younger, back when Wil still fought against learning maths, Father still smiled, and you and I shared a room. We would stay up half the night practicing magic or discussing our plans for the future, no matter how silly they seemed at times. We promised that one day we'd do our best to have a child at the same time and that they would be the best of friends. It looks like we're keeping our promise, at least part of it.
I, too, am pregnant. I found out not to long after receiving your last letter. She'll be due only two months after your baby, in December. Sadly, the part about them being best friends thing hasn't worked out as well as we had hoped, all those years ago. We are separated by a world of circumstance. But perhaps one day, they'll meet and be friends. Fate is a mistress who loves irony.
I so very much hope you can meet with Luca again after the ordeal is over. Wil is being crowned in a year, yes? He will not stand for what Father has done to you. When he learns that it is the fault of Father that he lost both of his beloved sisters…I would not wish to be in Father's place. Just make sure you have a backup plan, to keep you and your baby safe. Father is known for his tempers, after all.
I wish, oh how I wish, I would be able to come and rescue you myself, but that would mean making my presence known again, as I no longer have Randy who was capable of transferring people from Terra to Myula. Now, unlike when I first moved to Terra, there are transfer stations, if only a few, that can take people back and forth. But for me to be able to cross, I would have to register (36) myself, and that would reveal who I am. You would find the same problem, for they are very picky on keeping tracking of who comes and goes. My sons will be able to cross because they register as the sons of Randy, not as my sons. As far as the databases of the transfer stations, I do not exist. And I can't risk my sons like that.
Maybe one day, in a year or two, we can reveal every secret we've had to keep. Once Wil is crowned (9), we can explain everything to him, I'm certain of it. We must keep our hope, for it thrives where it is remembered.
With all the love in my heart,
Rora
Annotations:
9) Crowned: Prince Wilikin became King Wilikin in 1501 PD.
36) Register: The magic-users who live in Terra are required to register if they ever wish to pass from Myula to Terra or vice versa. This helps keep track of the magical population in Myula, and helps the Terran Magical Ministry locate and protect magic users and non-magic users alike, including the memory erasal team, which erases the memories of magic from those who aren't supposed to know. This is to prevent mass panic in Terra, as they aren't the most magic-friendly people, as a general whole, despite the idea of magic becoming more popular.