A little note from Aidan
This came with several crates of medicines from the White Whale.
Here’s a load of medicines. I remembered just in time that if there were spices, there ought to be medicinal herbs too, and that you’d be glad to have them. After all, they’re ours, and we’re rich enough without selling them to strangers.
I let Athal’s doctor Dushtan take what she needed, but that wasn’t much at all, mostly stuff to use at sea. Athal’s seasickness medicine, for one! Today he doesn’t have time to worry about the voyage, because he’s gone to the poor neighbourhoods with Raisse and Moyri and all the little kids to meet the people there. Prince Dhamir from Aumen Síth wanted to go too, but Raisse said it was only an occasion for the people of Essle to see their king, not an outing for foreigners. He was properly chastised! Now he’s sparring with my soldiers, coming along nicely, I think he’ll actually be able to fight a bit once there’s some fighting.
Please, please don’t overwork yourself! I’d almost come home to keep you from it, but Athal needs me more now than even you and our child-to-be together. But take care!
This is likely to be my last letter that will reach you easily. Tomorrow we sail, as early as there’s a useful tide. I’ll try to write from Iss-Peran too, but I can’t promise those letters will arrive before I come back. I’ll be thinking of you every day, even when I can’t write to you. When I look at your picture, it’s as if I could touch you– and it makes me very sad that I can’t.
All my love, many kisses, loving thoughts,