[A little note is left at the Krak, for the next time Aubrey comes by. It is simple enough]
Dear Aubrey,
I was wrong, and you were right. The path I was choosing was not, clearly, the path of the Grandmaster. Please, accept my apologies.
Yours,
Alejandro
Alejandro,
In spite of our many conflicts, let our interactions in the future be not so taciturn and jilted.
If you readily believe the words you write and speak, then I would implore you to lay your confidence into my hands in the upcoming election. I have given you the space you so desired among the College. I beg you now to galvanize our neighbors towards supporting my vision for the future.
I must win this primary in spite of Domhnall. And then, I must win this election in spite of the arrogance and avarice of miserable and selfish men.
I should like to say that you helped me on this path rather than obstructed me from it.
You know, doubtlessly, where to find me.
-- Aubrey Domergue
Dear Aubrey,
As I said, the path that I was choosing was not the Grandmaster's. I am still pondering whether it was the wrong path, for me. I'll think about what you say. I need, however, to find some center and ponder some matters.
Yours,
Alejandro
Dear Aubrey,
Let me know when you can or want to meet.
Yours,
Alejandro