Correspondence between Cecilla Havercroft and Broderik Camden To Whom I Have Loved as a Son,
I was mournful when I heard that you and your companions had so swiftly left the company of my family. I was told by the stable hands that they had overheard your intentions to move westward to Ireland on your question. I have penned this letter in earnest, hoping that it may find you.
You were sincerely missed at the funeral of the once-Lord Havercroft. It was a somber occasion, as is to be expected, but I would have liked to see you there. My life now lacks a proper man aside from you, and tending to my ailing son stretches me thin at the best of occasions. However, it seems that he heard my silent plea, and has been walking for brief periods about the castle halls. Mathus told me of your advice to him, of his duty that he now holds as Lord, and I like to imagine that it helped.
I assume from your sudden disappearance that you did not succeed in your quest to take the life of the Hag who doomed my husband. I know not why you surrendered, but take for granted that you believed it to be the best course of action. I have since dispatched a few fighting men in the direction that you were sent, but they have not yet found anything.
I hold no ill will towards you. I ask you for nothing more than to keep an old widow in your thoughts, and find my son, your mentor, Clemente, if you should find the time.
Lady Cecilla Havercroft