A/N: As usual, Frozen and Tangled aren't mine. Enjoy!
My Lady (Friend) Susanna,
Please do not fear your message was sent in error. Although both my brother and I were heartbroken at your news, he did take it better from me, and I from a dear friend and trusted ally. You truly thought right, for Dorte's letter was hardly gentle, though one can hardly blame her. Fortunately, although the child has not been found, it seems that Lisbet was able to convince her husband to allow her an extended visit to Corona in light of my mother's cancelled trip, and I know she has been a comfort to my sister and mother both.
With regard to your other question, alas, I have been unable to find another lead. In fact, though you may think me crazy, I am about to embark upon a search for this Valley of the Living Rocks. Her Majesty the Queen is expecting a child, but has sickened due to the cold weather. We all fear for her life and that of the child, especially in light of the recent tragedy in Corona. Please do not spread this news, as we have yet to inform the kingdom (or the Queen Dowager) in hopes of avoiding undue concern or grief should this not have a happy ending. The doctors insist that her Majesty's health is unlikely to improve in the severe cold, and Julius is distraught. He begs me to follow even the most ridiculous of leads, so I must.
All proceeds as it should with plans for the spring, though some begin to doubt it will come, as April wanes into May with no sign of a thaw. Please address next month's missive to the Minister of Trade, who will be acting in my stead should I not have returned from my journey.
His Highness Alvred, Prince and Lord Heir of Arendelle
(On the back, in code) Susanna, I likely write in error, but your venturing to call me friend in your last letter has given me hope, and the danger of my incipient journey leads me to throw caution to the wind. Circumstances allowing, I will follow the architects in the spring. I see you not only as a friend, but more, if you would have me. Though our meetings have been few and spread apart, you have won my devotion. If you would permit, I will begin attempting to soften my brother's mind to a match between us. I had not planned on speaking soon, if ever, but the dangers of this winter lead me to believe that life is too short for me to keep silent. If you would I had done so, simply do not reply to this message in your next letter upon my return and I swear it shall be as if I had never spoken.
Alvred