This update's a bit long XD Both of us are busy, especially ChasseNeige.

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And, please enjoy the Letter 3~~~~XD

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Frederic (CN: ChasseNeige): ChasseNeige in DA

Jazz (CN: hayate/that's me): hayatecrawford in DA

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My Dearest One,

How I longed indescribably for your letter! As the messenger sought for me and handed me the envelope, your handwriting flashing across my mind like lightning, I almost stumbled out of such pleasurable surprise! A Baroque gentleman who walked beside me in the street when I was reading your letter, seized me by the arm, and was hardy able to hold me. He did not know what had happened to me. I would have liked to embrace and kiss all the passer-bys for, to make the matter clearer, I was taking an evening walk in the city, where the messenger found me and gave me your letter without sparing but a few words and left me to my confusion. Oh how much of an embarrassment it would have been if I gave into my temptation to spread my happiness to all those strangers around me!

Perhaps I weary you with my passionate exclaim, but please pardon me, my dear friend, as I had been anxiously waiting for your letter.

All giddiness aside, I am very glad to have heard from you, and reading your letter brings me such laughter and tears, as I miss you most considerably. I feel as if a part of me still lingers in Andante.

I must admit I did not think much about those monsters, but now that you've brought it up to my attention, I am glad I met no mishaps during my journey. I feel a lot better now health-wise, and I am very thankful for your concern, as you have been so good to me while I was confined to bed.

My thoughts and feelings – I have not spent much time dwelling upon them, as I do not wish to go back to how I was in, for the lack of a better word, the "other" world. I was very much reluctant for change, and missed many good, sympathetic hearts sincerely wishing to help me. I feel guilty and ashamed at how I treated such genuine care from those who I mistreated badly. If I weren't so – I fear my grief threatens to overwhelm me, and I must stop.

Upon my return from my evening stroll, I met up with King Crescendo and told him of your offer to help. He smiled most brilliantly and asked me to thank your kindness; he also told me to ask you to come to Baroque as soon as you can just because he's been missing you so. He winked an awful lot at me during the conversation, especially when stating the invite for you to come; I was starting to think he slept on the wrong side the night before and pressed on a nerve.

Oh-how shameful! I should not speak about the king in such a manner; please excuse me and I beg you to forgive any offense you might've felt as I made that rude statement about your friend.

Queen Serenade is taking into her hands a large amount of pressure, but with King Crescendo's help, stress seems not have left its marks on her. They make a heavenly couple indeed; their sweet affection towards each other brings smiles to my lips as I am glad such beautiful love truly exists.

Repairing the house sounds like hard work. I wish I could be there to help. I may not be able to do much as my profession lies in music alone, but the memories… I wish I could share at least part of the burden and pain of your heart. No one should have to bear the weight of a lost one alone. I am very sorry for your loss; and, though I am afar, please know that my heart goes out to you.

You will never bore me, my friend, and I will always offer an attentive heart to your troubles if you need someone to confide in, I –

- I am usually good with words, but I am ashamed to admit I do not know what to say to offer you comfort. However, please believe that my heart is open to you, and will remain open to you, always.

When you have finished with the repairs, do send me a picture, as I am sure it will delight me in many ways to see you and your work. I would love to return to you and the others and perform for you. It inspires my muse greatly to be with people I hold most dearly to my heart.

I was rather surprised as well when King Crescendo appointed me as Court Composer. To tell you the truth, I am not fit for such title, as writing large works of music was never part of my better qualities. Writing music has never been easy for me; it is always a rather tedious task where I would lock myself in my room, and sometimes revise a single phrase hundreds of times before feeling satisfied. I do love music, but I am not as blessed Mozart has been. However, if King Crescendo has a keen liking towards piano pieces that are more or less short in length, he was right in appointing me that position.

Your words touch my heart that you would love to see me perform. Alas, performing is another of my numerous shortcomings. I have learned that my touch upon the piano much better suits small salons rather than large concert halls; three days before a public appearance are always so hellish for me as my temperaments are easily upset.

I would love to, however, perform for you in small gatherings of friends and close acquaintances where my music would be most enjoyable, if I dare to say so myself.

Yes! That indeed is the wonderful little shop I found! Again, I must pay my sincerest apologies to you for the reminder of your loss; I do no find it awkward at all, and if you feel the need for a sympathetic ear, I am always here for you. I shall send the soaps along with my letter. Dear, sweet Polka, I shall write back to her as well. How are Falsetto and Beat? I hope I had not offended Allegretto. I always seem to do so unintentionally… Oh yes, they most definitely have green tea; they have everything imaginable! You can tell I am a frequent customer at that little shop.

King Crescendo never informed me about his diet; however, now that you mentioned it, it is true I do not see meats as much when I dine with him. I am glad he no longer has to worry as much over the situation with Forte. I can't imagine what it must've been like for him, as even the smallest of conflicts upsets me.

I do see many similar vegetables in this world, and also many foreign ones I've never seen before. Some I like; some I find strange but not entirely unpleasant. But those mushrooms! I've always considered mushrooms as strange creatures as they look like plants (well, somewhat) but are nothing like them! However, those colourful mushrooms are absolutely delightful! I would love to go mushroom picking with you; it sounds like a fun, relaxed activity where two can truly enjoy themselves. Ah, how I would like to have you beside me!

I wish my letters bring you as much joy to you as yours to me, for it means the world to me if you'd enjoy reading my letters. I understand your train of thought perfectly, so please, fret not.

Thank you for your blessing, and I send you mine.

I embrace you heartily – many a one writes this at the end of his letter, but most people do so with little thought of what they are writing. But you may believe me, my dearest friend, that I do so sincerely.

Yours unto eternity,

F. F. Chopin

Ps. When you are free, do write me soon a few lines.

Pps. Embrace Polka and Beat for me. For dear Falsetto make her a graceful and respectful bow. And to Allegretto, simply send my best regards as I do not wish to offend him by stifling him with caresses. As for you, my dearest, already have my arms around you in a heartfelt gesture of love.