My Dearest Older Sister,
How it saddens me to reminisce about the tears I've left you with upon my departure. I shall always consider myself so blessed to have had at least one woman, in this world, that could lose her precious tears on me. I am most sorry about all the pain my decision has inflicted on you, and my only redemption will lie with the hope that, someday, you will learn to understand why a bastard child like me could only find his salvation on a battlefield.
Your kind and generous heart blinds you to the reality of our world, it is perhaps your saddest flaw. You don't know, my beloved sister, how you are the only one in our family to lay your kind blue eyes, full of warmth like a clear sky embraced by the sun, on the bastard son our Father brought to the De Winter's home. Yo
