Please forgive me Aldair for having my eyes closed when we walked
together in the Aalen. You know since the first time we met, I was
always impressed and intimidated by you.
Try to imagine what I was thinking, I who always travel alone, when
someone like you from the Church want to accompany me the son of the
Demiurge.


I must say I was rather nervous and maybe a little frightened about your
intentions. Please forgive me for being blind to your feelings toward me
at that time. It was soon after our walk during a party given by
Paladins, a party where one can find the black and white lilies when I
opened my eyes.


It was during this party that I realized your feelings toward me. I
realized that you followed me in the Aalen because, well, you wanted
only to be with me.
When one of your men said to me: "You might be a great Paladin" and
tried to convince me to join your ranks, everything became clear to me.
It was as if Pentharian had sent me His light in order to cast away the
darkness that clouded my vision.


I then understood that you love me but cannot allow yourself to
officialize this relationship because of what we are, a necromancer and
the Archprelate. I am pleased by your consideration since I admire you
and I must say your feelings are shared. But the more I think about the
discussion I had with your men the more I think the Paladin way could
fit me.


I am sorry I cannot accept becoming a Paladin because that would make me
break an oath. And I'm sure you agree, one cannot begin a Paladin life
by breaking an oath. I truly like you Aldair and despair fills my heart
when I think about the two paths we have chosen - much too different
paths.


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Daedalan, in the year 297 AF.