Roland folded the letter and put it away.
Meanwhile Sigrid was blocking out the sound of Cosmos laughing, amused by another of Lady Iryne's letters. "Thorns are motherly! This letter will be a hit in the bank."
Those were the last words she heard Cosmos say before blocking him out completely and they stunned her. Who in the bank was reading her mother's absurd letters? It made her feel like her life was movie being watched by immortals.
"If your mother had not written to me, I would never know that you read my poem ten times." He sighed. "All the time I put into studying poetry with Lord Givenchy have paid off."
Sigrid reached into the pocket of her cloak and brought out a small frame that could be folded.
"Here, I brought you a gift as well. It is a response to all the poems that you have written to me."
Roland accepted it and he unfolded it and read it out loud, softly.
"You are spring and I am the flowers
That's why I can't even see the cherry blossoms.
