Letter for Asherias Myl

[Zambition]

Champion of Ephia's Well, Legate & Balladeer of the Lost Hearth Asherias Myl;

I am not your enemy. It baffles me how this could be considered, and I would prefer if we are not friends, we at least establish that we are not enemies.

The truth is we have nary had a brief flicker to speak this past month, not since the last election. Our last words together in brief were that you urged we speak soon. So why have we not?

Admittedly I have been busy in the past but this short tenure as Legate demands my full attention, and so I have endeavored to honor the position that Alexandria has entrusted me with. If you have qualms with something, come and speak with me.

Don't let Lyrist Domergue fill your head with nonsense. I have never wavered from my ideals or vision, and I have only ever been loyal to the League of White and the people I have deigned to serve. The only thing anyone in this city can hold me at fault for is a stupid and drunken night that I have willingly confessed to and made no denial of.

I do not gallivant with a raised chin through the streets, pretending I have not done this city or its people wrong; but those errors are between myself and the Spoke I serve, the Twins, whom judge in life as they do in death. It is not the realm of man to judge man.

What have I done to you, that I have bereaved you so? Shall you call every Ephian who had burdens at home to uphold a coward, or do you think only with the visage of a warrior, that such things are the cusp of worth? You have felled Iakmes, and brought back with you an ego to show for it, as arrogant in your belief that I have somehow failed our League as the Lyrist Domergue is arrogant in that she and she alone knows the path forward, refusing to allow ideas to become as they are through the beautiful process of experience. She has thought, and thought she has, to come upon one thought and not many, and has made that one thought iron in her head, refusing to accept that she, even in her old age, has much to learn, for as Izdu would beseech us; we must never stop learning.

I can more than entertain the ripostes of Aubrey Domergue, and they do not bother me, for she has done little that was not for the purpose of inflating her already gargantuan ego and desperate desire for the people's love, but I expected better of you, Asherias. You are worthier of her position than she ever has been and ever shall be, and that you are now subject to the whims of a failed politician is sad.

You know where to find me if you decide that repeating her talking points has grown boring and dull.

Regards,

Edmund