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[Filter: Nerida]

... Ned? Are you reading this?

I know you haven't written in a long time, but ... Dragons, it would be so nice to speak to you right now. Things here have just gotten so complicated. What a mess. I just want to be able to come home to you and our children. I miss you so badly.

[there is a pause]

Of course, you're likely busy with them, and so ...

I'm sorry to bother you. Back to it, then. Best luck. I love you.

[Filter: House Rowan]

I'm so sorry girls, but ... I don't think we're coming home after all.

... I intend to write a long explanation, but I'm not sure where to start. Our camp met with the Prince's, today, and the conversation didn't go as planned. The Prince was more angry than any of us had ever expected about what happened, and his anger affected Lord Hasten's, and before we knew it, they were snowballing off one another like -- well, like snowballs, I suppose.

Now they've declared a war of vengeance on Lord Keran, and we could be in for another long, long campaign.