Thank you for reading Tides of Secrets and becoming a part of the A.R. Society! As a thank you, I’ve written a series of letters between Castien and Wren during the week of their wedding. 

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My dearest Wren, 

Each time I am reminded of our impending nuptials, my bliss is increased tenfold. I find I cannot stop smiling. It is rather inconvenient during meetings with advisors. They are unlikely to take me seriously when I look—as Finn puts it—lovestruck. 

I fear it will only get worse after we wed. For once I am your husband, I am liable to be the sort of happy that is insufferable to everyone else. 

Yours, 

Castien 

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My dearest Castien,

Our friends and family might send us away, for I find I am just as ridiculously happy as you. Never have I known the joy that I taste each time I see you. To know that in a few short days we will wake up to one another … my bliss is unmatched. 

I love you, 

Wren 

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My dearest wife, 

The adoration I hold for you is as boundless as the night sky. Every second that passes, my love for you grows. You sleep next to me, yet it is I that must be dreaming. For how could I be so lucky as to call you mine? 

My wife. I don’t think I will tire of writing those words. My wife, my wife, my wife. 

Forgive me, dearest, I am delirious with joy and likely making little sense. I will force myself to sleep and hope that your visage follows me into my dreams. 

Your husband, 

Castien

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My dearest husband, 

You have disappeared from our chambers, leaving only your letter behind. I should be cross with you, but I find I am too happy for frustrations. 

I spent years plagued by night terrors. There were times when I was afraid to fall asleep and would stay up until I couldn’t any longer. Sleeping next to you, I felt a peace beyond comprehension. I love you. 

Oh, you have just entered the room with a tea tray. I know by the mischievous smile you’re wearing that you will snatch this letter away from me soon, so I will stop here, though I could spill pages upon pages of ink touting my love for you. 

Your wife, 

Wren