"To Auroran:"

Tucked into the back of Merosiel's journal, past all the other loose parchments, sketches, and old mail are two new notes. The newest seems to be a carefully penned copy of the one left on a warm, folded quilt in a dusty corner of an office in Ironforge.


Auroran:

Thank you for being kind to me. I wish I could stay here in the room you gave me, and I wish I could teach you punching dudes and corsets. But I realize now I have to stay away from you. I am sorry to break my promises, but Campion is right about me, and but I do not want to see you come to harm because of me.

I cleaned up the storeroom office for you. There is more space, should you find yourself using it again anytime soon.

Elune guide you. You are beautiful.

Merosiel