Dear Diamond:

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I know I am probably the last person you want to hear from, but I wanted to apologize. I let you down when it came to our relationship: I wasn't as prepared to be as supportive and loving as you deserve as I thought I was.

I'm sorry, Diamond. I never meant to hurt you. You had every right to walk away from me. I hope you'll find the kind of sweetheart you deserve.

In parting, thank you for loving me as long as you did. I'm grateful for the chance to have known you.



Best wishes,
~ Locke.

[Kender Bard]

Diamond ran the feathery quill over her lips and cheek as she looked at the letter and the blank piece of parchment, deciding if she should make a reply or not. "Sweetheart, hmm?"

A sound from the other room made her turn her head and glance. A drowsy, happy, baritone drifted on the still air. "Ughn... Come back to bed, darlin', it's cold." A few moments later, there were some more snores to replace the ones that stopped. Diamond was only a little amused; snoring men irritated her, she would have to find a replacement soon.

She looked back at the parchment and sighed, pushing it away and letting the letter fall to the floor, already littered with a few other love notes from different men. "Oh Locke. There's no such thing as sweethearts, silly Mind." She sauntered back in the direction of her bedroom. "Only momentary amusements..."