From the Perspective of Fae King Kalen Orin:
When I awoke, she was gone. I was instantly filled with a longing to be back at her side that was out of my control. I sat up in bed, and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I looked down to see a note where Wren had been sleeping. I mentally prepared for the worst.
The note was written on black paper with silver calligraphy. It was neatly folded in half, and stood upright like a tent on her pillow. On the outside was in neat lettering, Kalen.
I took two full breaths before opening the letter:
Kalen,
Thank you for all you have done for me these past two days. I am most appreciative. Please do not take my absence as a sign of rejection, in fact, it is quite the opposite. I find myself unable to think rationally when I am around you, and I d
