To my beloved Emperor,
My dear the days are getting harder and harder I see a war approaching the horizon. My dreams are becoming a constant presence during nigthtime. I'm sure you've noticed, I have seen that look of worry on your face. I am six month's along already and I'm feeling a strain in my legs. Spending more time with you has become an even greater blessing, the clock is ticking and before long a war will break out. VeIior is growing arrogant and it's king is ignorant, he has forgotten why this archipelago is considered an Empire.
My beloved I will live for five more months before death claimes my soul as his. So I'm gonna milk this five months for as long as I can. I am happy that I get to be with my beloved people for longer. Oh and I have decided that my son's name will be Anastasius. Please return safely and don't cause to much chaos on Nesta. Remember I choose to give my remaining time to you and not to who you call the thief.
I anxiously await your return
and with love,
your angel
ESTÁS LEYENDO
To my beloved people
Fantasíathe letters a dying woman wrote to her unborn son and two persons she cared for I posted this first on ao3 and then brought it hear also English is not my first language add to that this is the first story I ever wrote so patience please and thank y...
