Dear My Beloved King,

She is mere months old. Barely able to move her hands. Unable to control the way they moved and how her fingers gripped objects and people. She grabs onto anything that falls into her palm. Her hair is so short and beautiful, the way it waves in the wind makes my heart warm. Her eyes. Her eyes are so blue, as deep as the ocean blue.

She's strong and I hope you will see it on your own. She is a force to be reckoned with. Your mother believes so. She’s been with her on my absence and the way she behaves, it shows. She gets it from you.

She’s going to be perfect and you too will agree once you have met her. She is a paragon to the kingdom. Your honor will be held by her, she may be expected of more than what you were capable of doing, but she will truly come out a queen, maybe even more.

We hope to see you once you have returned.

With love from your Queen,
Vitana