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TO: Arisith
FROM: A Friend

My Dearest Arisith,
Perhaps we have not been on the best of terms recently, especially in regards to a certain arrow. However, I remain a servant of my profession, and a willing one at that, therefore I am obliged to conduct such business by whatever means possible. This is not to say that I do not regret some of the decisions I am forced to make. I shall not explain the peculiarities of my life's pursuit, but suffice it to say that I did what I had to.
Personally, you appear to have taken some issue with my attitude. This is regretful, for this was not how I envisioned seeing you again. I saw the girl I once knew in the woman before me that day, and I could feel your contempt for what I was doing, and perhaps for me. I know you well enough to know that it irritated you on some level, but I know you little enough to tell why. You always were an adorably duplicitous child, full of spirit and vim, but I wonder if you have become bitter? You must believe that I gave you every option to profit from the business of the arrow. I had to do everything in my power to obtain it, as it is the very purpose I am who I am. In my own duplicity, I wanted you to believe the choice was yours, and I did not want you to think that I was seizing it from you. I know how much you hate to be forced into things. How very much like me that is! I suppose I should have been forthright with you from the beginning. For that shortsight, I truly apologise. I let my nature, which is secretive and aloof, which comes from my profession, overshadow everything else. Your mother would scold me for the way I did things.
Again, I hope that you can forgive my manner of late, but I understand if you do not. I am a tad disappointed that you remember me so little, but it was such a long time ago, and you were so young! I suppose it is my own pride which suffers when each and every person does not remember me as I remember them. Especially those whom I adored so greatly. I suppose we are all children in some way, pouting when we do not get what we want. I am sorry if any of my actions were borne of any child-like spite for your ill-perceived slight of not recognising me. Perhaps, one day, we could renew our acquaintance, if perhaps I promise to be forthright with you?
Until that day, good Arisith, I wish you the all the best.
Sincerely Yours,
An old friend.

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