The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

To my Dearest Aymeric,

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When I first laid my eyes on you, I felt my heart burst as if I was stricken by the arrow of love. Your beautiful dark hair, those piercing eyes that grabbed onto my soul, those plump lips I yearn to kiss. Oh Halone strike me now… that voice of yours…so irresistible. I could go on all day admiring what a work of perfection you are. You must think me a silly woman for admitting these feelings yet I have seen how your eyes soften when we are together. A smile upon your lips made for no other.

Through our hardships, our battles, our fight for peace, there is not one moment when I don’t stare at you in awe. How noble you are, how graceful you move as you take your blade in hand and go into battle with the fiercest of eyes enough to make your enemies tremble before you. Even in the coldest of winds, you are the fire that burns in my heart, the man that this love sick woman yearns for. My darling, take my hand and make me yours before the gods, for they will be seething with jealousy.

My destiny as the warrior of light is something I still struggle to accept. I have lost so much along the way, yet my heart beats for you. As my journey takes me to the Far East, further away from you...... I can no longer keep these feelings to myself. I’d do anything for you no matter the cost. I’d defy any alliance for my scions but for you darling, I’d burn this bloody world down. Let us become one, let us show the world the beauty of our hearts beating as one.

Your one and only Beloved,
Karura Tsukinami



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Karura Tsukinami on Diabolos

If my entry is chosen, I would like the Noble Barding.

My Dearest Minfilia,

We live in a world of legends and myths. We live among mighty heroes on fantastical quests who venture to every corner of the realm.

However, this is not everyone's path. So this is my grand proclamation of admiration for all of you, you as of yet untold tales. Here is to you, the land-lubberin roegadyn in Vesper Bay who has yet to grow his sea legs. Here's to you, the Wood Wailers deep in your tankards at Buscarron's Druthers, so deep that the world beyond your cup may not even exist. Here's to you, the men and maidens unwinding with a dip in the refreshing springs of Camp Bronze Lake. My heart goes out to each and every one of you for without you, though Eorzea may perhaps still face the threat of world ending catastrophes and an oppressive empire, there would be no one for the mighty heroes of the realm to protect

Forever yours, Hanana Hana

(Hanana Hana of Ultros, Scarf of Wondrous Wit)

Dearest Khloe,

I know writing is kind of your thing, and adventuring is mine, but this week, in lieu of tales of hard-won battles, I instead decided to write a poem for you!

I never had a sister of my own, but I found one in you.
Your earnestness is boundless, and your heart rings true.

To comfort a friend, you write out a hit list,
Week after week, we slay them, relentless.

All to bring stories to our favorite Mi'quitten
Big brothers and sisters, you could say we are smitten.

You write it all down and give us a sticker,
Khloe Aliapoh, Eorzea's Little Sister.

Happy Valentione's Day, Kiddo!

Love,

Vanilla Cola
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Vanilla Cola, Sargatanas, Mandragora Choker

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Dearest Curious Gorge,

I pray you don't take as long reading this letter as you have deciphering those ancient texts.

Though we meet often, our usual place a delight for me to scurry to, the secluded area much more different from the vast blue of the unending coast, I find myself still wanting to see you any moment I can, needing to be in your warm presence time and time again. Parting is such sweet sorrow, as they say...

In the little time we've come to know each other you easily taught me techniques I thought way beyond my skill level, urged me to harness my inner beast, showed me what it means to be a true warrior, one that protects those they cherish no matter what. But I believe the most important thing you've taught me..is how to love.

Your infectious smile, your ways in the midst of a fight, your amiable demeanor despite having a past of pain...it's indescribable what it does to my heart. When we clashed axes, I was afraid. Not of you or what you'd do, but if I'd lose you, to a beast you tried so hard to control. Yet when I saw you smile again, a renewed glow in your eyes upon seeing your brother, and yourself, freed at last, I knew our fright (get it?) was for the best.

You often told me it was commendable how I was able to master my beast, how it was a result of my bonds. That I feel is partly true...for it was you who kept me going, striving to work for a better future for you.

I hope someday I can prove this undying love to you, in the blistering heat of battle...or in the crisp air of peace.

Stay Gorgeous, Gorge,
Volsa'to Lhorau

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Written by Volsa'to Lhorau of Mateus. If my piece is chosen, I'd like the Ahriman Choker. Thank you for reading!

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Lord Commander of the Temple Knights,

Last year at the orphanage around the time of the Starlight Celebration I bumped into the most handsome Elzen I had ever seen. When we backed into each other I turned and was struck dumb by a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes. It seemed as if the were looking straight through me and down into my heart. You caught me as I stumbled backwards and when I was once again in an upright position you introduced yourself as Aymeric. When it was my turn all I could do was squeak at you. I know I turned a deep shade of red. Whether it was the squeak or my skin acting like a Starlight ornament you chuckled and I ran as fast as my rubbery legs would go away from the melodious sound and those blue eyes that have haunted my dreams every night since.

Imagine my surprise when my brother was talking about the dinner he had with his good friend Aymeric. When I told him my tale he suggested I write this letter. Around this time when love and rose petals are in the air, I would like to ask you a very important question:
Ser Aymeric would you be my Valentoine?.
You can send your reply back with my ever helpful brother. Hoping to be your Valentoine, Selane

Selane VampinWolf; Brynhildr; Noble Barding

To Y'shtola Rhul

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I remember what spring feels like. It was during its last incarnation that I first laid my eyes upon you. The sun kissed my skin with its newfound warmth. Bushels of yellow daffodils were freshly picked and resting in their places in the market stalls. But it was you that embodied the spring more than anything.

You were walking with purpose. Your steps were as graceful as they were powerful. Your robes flowed to the current of the spring winds, and your platinum hair caught the afternoon sun as a waterfall would glisten in the brightest of days. I bumped into your shoulder. My apology was swift. You smiled. It was as if your eyes had captured the winter’s past within their color, but your smile was warm and bright as a flower in bloom.

You gave me your name, and I have never forgotten.

I wish that I could have said something more than sorry then. As soon as I was mesmerized by your smile and voice was as soon as I felt the gentle wind of your departure. I should have said more. I should have asked if I could join you in your stroll. Now I find myself asking you after all this time.

I wish to ask you if you would like to walk with me, hand in hand, smile to smile. To walk down the gilded halls of the Ossuary, amongst the vineyards of Wineport, or along the beautiful crystals of Lake Silvertear. After I heard of your recent injuries, I more than ever wish I could have asked you sooner. I was afraid, but love is more powerful than doubt, and love is what I feel for you.

Will you walk with me?


With unfading memory,

Ryanti Veanysus


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Server: Balmung. Prize: Ahriman Choker.

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Dearest Haurchefant,

When first we met, I assumed that you would be like many of the Highborn Elezen of Ishgarde; pompous and thinking yourself superior to a lowly Miqo’te from the Gridanian forests. Imagine my surprise when you turned out to be the exact opposite. You were so kind to mine companions and I, helping us as much as you could until we found Cid’s airship.

When I was accused of assassinating the Sultana, you offered me sanctuary, having nowhere else to turn. We became so close during that time, didn’t we? In such a short time you became the ear I could confide to and the shoulder I could cry on when the burden that came with the title of Warrior of Light became too heavy for my heart to bear. You expected nothing in return from me, your only care and concern was to see me smile. “A smile better suits a hero,” as you would say.

I realized I loved you when I returned from Dravania with Estinien and Alphinaud. Just seeing you face after so much time apart and the memory of the kiss we shared before my departure filled me with such a strong feeling of love, I thought my heart would explode in my chest. I planned to confess my feelings after we rescued Aymeric.

I never got the chance, as you know...

I know that you’ll never receive this letter or hear my confession, but I think you knew and felt the same as I. Eorzea may call me the Warrior of Light, but you were the light of my life, Haurchefant; my friend, my savior, my love. I shall never forget you, my love for you won’t ever dim, and I shall continue to smile.

Forever Yours,
Nisah Liseh

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Nisah Liseh of Lamia. If I win, I would like to receive the Bluebird Earrings

Dear Alphinaud:
I have lost count of how many times I've tried to write this letter. I thought coming here to Plum Spring would help- a scene more suited to confessions of the heart may not exist anywhere else. The scent of blossoms fills the air, and the sunlight rests its warm hand on my head, as though telling me not to be afraid- to boldly set down what I must say. Yet my pen still falters.

-Forgive that ink blot. My hand was shaking. Now that it is steadier, I can write the fateful words: I love you.

I would tell you how long I have felt this way, if I could think of aught but having you with me wherever I go. It is selfish of me, yes, but I am only mortal- even I cannot be completely selfless.

I love you, everything about you- the sound of your footsteps, the spark in your eyes. I love your moonlight hair and your artist's hands. I love your flusters even better than your ordinary assurance, and your smile... means more to me than I can possibly say. (Perhaps it is better, after all, that I am writing this rather than telling it to your face. I feel myself blushing far too much.)

I realize this is a great deal to take in. Please know that I mean every word.

If you find that your own heart agrees with mine, write “Yes” on the back of this letter and send it back to me. If it doesn't, return it anyway, with a “No” on the back. However you answer, I will always remain

Your devoted

Ascella

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Ascella Parvin, of Siren. If I am chosen, I would prefer the Bluebird Earring for my prize.

To: E-Sumi-Yan

After a long time trying to be an example to the divine and human purity, today I have fallen before the temptation to write a letter that reveals my most intimate secrets, and although I've tried to calm my anxieties, I'm forced by fate to quit my silence and celibate to tell you what's happening lately with my lack of concentration during casting spells and protecting people.

Five years went by since first we met, five years in which I learned my duty as a white mage, overcoming trials and dominate my conjurer's mastery to be who am I, and all this happened because we met. Call it fate or what you want, but I know if it wasn't for you, I'll probably be now someone else... someone without goals in life, who's fortune it's just made by trading items or love for nothing but money. As some of my citizens of my grateful Ul'dah, that I'm not proud to mention.

Despite my own nature, a touch of angel changed my path, and today black magic have been removed from my soul, modifying who am I as a caterpillar who daze about to be a Morpho and now flies through the sky in a new glaring dream.

In conclusion... I love you... but if my path negates me the opportunity to be with you, I'll sacrifice everything to continue serving to my country and stay at least as your friend.
Sincerely in Love. Taiga Minami

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--- Written by Taiga Minami from Hyperion. If I win i'd love to have Noble Barding as a prize

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Dear Scarface Bugaal Ja,
Do you remember the first time we met? Steam rising up obscuring even the glisten of the aetheryte in the middle of the hot springs of camp bronze lake. I was sipping on my warmwine after a long fought battle when I heard a commotion in the distance. A storm sergeant cursing loudly, a women and child in a duetted scream, and then you leapt through the misty haze. You eyed me with your salacious grin, and before I even had time to react you dropped your towel. What happened next I will never forget, no matter how many eikons I go to blows with, and no matter what great lands I venture to. You started gyrating your hips and letting your mamool ja body flow indescribably, it was truly the dance of your people, your dance of joy.

In an instant you were gone, running through the springs chased by adventurer and storm recruit alike and I never saw you again, until years later. At a distance at Costa Del Sol you graced the beach goers with your dance, and at that moment I knew I wanted you to be my Valentione.

So I write you, because i'm not like the other adventurers that want to drive you away, I understand you, you just want to be free, free to dance, so Scarface Bugaal Ja, lets dance.


Your dance partner,
Ellipsis Oedipus


Ellipsis Oedipus - Diabolos

Ahriman Choker

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Bull of Ala Mhigo,

I remember your words when we first met. "Fortune favors the bold," you said. In that moment, I felt a fire ignite in my heart, and I knew that I would choose you. My admiration for you only grew—the indomitable General of the Immortal Flames, you fearlessly led us into battle with your head held high. Still, you never thought yourself above us, you remained humble and kind.

And even in our darkest moments together—the Bloody Banquet, Halatali, and even the Wall—it was your strength that I borrowed. I still remember your face, twisted in pain and anger, the anguish of a father who thought he had lost his beloved daughter. Yet, even after so many betrayals, you never lost yourself to it! You forged that pain into a weapon, and you brought it to bear to liberate Ala Mhigo.

Your strength is unquestionable, not just on the battlefield, but also as a man. You are a father, to your men, to your son, and even to Her Grace. You have guided Pipin and Nanamo well, and they have grown as strong and kind as the man who nurtured them.

From humble beginnings, you rose up above it all, be it imperial invaders, slavery in a foreign land, fallen friends, or conniving Monetarists. Like a flame, you burn so brightly. And now you are home, and now you are free, and now we will rebuild together.

Thank you, my General.

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Name: Romilda Rayne
World: Balmung
Desired Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit.

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My dearest Aymeric,

We only had one dinner together, but I must see you again. I miss you every day. I saw you in the Lochs, and was happy for that, despite the battle we were facing. I'd hoped to get another dinner invitation after our victory, but perhaps you were busy.

Come to my place instead, I've got your favorite wallpaper and sugar-filled breakfast. We can spend the day looking around the Gridanian Lavender Beds, I think you’d like it. Take a little vacation away from the ice, and when you go home, perhaps you can look into setting up some housing in Ishgard for adventurers. I’d love to move closer to you, and I’m sure it would bring in more tax revenue for Ishgard to rebuild with.

Love,

Auran Talik of Zalera

P.S. If you have a Scarf of Wondrous Wit lying around, bring it with, would you? It might be helpful to keep the fan-girls at bay.

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“Dearest Sultana,
How I have longed to see you after our fateful encounter…I still remember the faint scent of your perfume and the smoothness of your skin against mine. Day after day, I could think of naught but of being with you again. Every day I feel myself dying bit by bit, deprived of the presence of your Grace. My wife is a member of your Sultansworn, and I have taken extreme measures to keep our affair a secret from her.

Meet me in front of The Quicksand on the 14th day of the 2nd moon. Be discreet and come alone. I will be waiting…

Love,
From your dearest lover :3”
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I found this letter in my husband’s jacket pocket yesterday and I decided I needed to confirm his infidelity with my own eyes.

He is with Hydaelyn now.

The Sultana will be joining him shortly…

XOXO,
H.Mint (recently widowed)

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Name: Heiwa Mint
Server: Goblin
Desired prize: Noble Barding

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Tiamat, of Midgardsormr's First Brood,

I dare not speak to you of time, fore you have spent five thousand years confined in but a single moment, a moment that lives eternal in your heart; though I am but a child of man, I pray you will hearken to the whispers of my heart, fore it radiates with hope that there is yet a dawn which may soothe the cold depths of despair within yours.

Sun and moon have risen and fallen these past five millennia, but I fear neither dawn nor dusk has greeted you since your repent. You have not faded from my memory, nor has the song your sorrow sang that day. To a child of man, dawn is a symbol of hope; with the rise of the sun, so too is the chance to banish our darkness and bathe in the light of our triumphs. What is a dawn to eternity?

I am indeed naught more than a drop of rain passing through the sky of your world, but I hear your song; a song of eternal punishment that soundlessly flows through the aether abound. I cannot speak to you, Great Wyrm, of time nor dare I breathe a whisper of familiarity with the depths of despair in which your heart drowns.

Children of man have offered you naught but the means to construct your darkness. I fear all that I can offer is but a new memory, one which I pray will aid your solace--a memory of a small, insignificant drop of rain who never stopped hoping that one day a new dawn would greet you, and even when the rain has passed, in its stead a song of eternal hope, to be a companion for your eternal sorrow.

Your drop of rain,
Sorcy Nightingale

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Name - Sorcy Nightingale
World - Famfrit
Prize - Bluebird Earrings (please)

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Dear-o My Nero,

I have had my (not third) eye on you since we first met in the Praetorium. Your dazzling gold-trimmed armor, shockingly good fighting tactics, and take-charge attitude certainly have not gone unnoticed by me. When we entered the World of Darkness together, I was amazed by your resolve, even when you nearly disintegrated and were almost forever lost to the void. I adore your intense gaze and wonder if you can sense my ardor for your scientific savvy. Seeing your smile gives me fluturinis in my stomach, and when I see you, I am sure my blush is as deep of a red as your Garlean armor. When you wielded your magnificent gunhammer in the Rift, it made me wonder what else you were packing in that armor. Wonder though I do, I know that my passion for you is as broad as your incredible gift for magitek engineering.

Nero, I hope I can be your Steel Reason for love this Valentione’s Day.

With all my affection,
Ariane Montaigne of Mateus

Prize-Bluebird Earrings

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My Dearest Hien Sama -

I knew the moment we met there was a connection. A spark in the aether was felt, and I know you must have felt it, too. I saw it within your deep, beautiful eyes. The way your smiled at me, the way you looked at me, there is no doubt in my mind that you feel the same as I do.

My love, my lord, you are everything I fight for. Nothing has made my heart flutter more than the moment you flew into the battle for Ala Mhigo on the back of your mount. Your selflessness, bravery, and courage that day as you fought by my side will forever be engraved in my memories.

Your warm heart, your deep... wisdom, and your... strong body. They are all I think of at night. I do pray that we meet again very soon.

Forever and always yours,
Kira Tribal of Midgardsormr
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Character Name: Kira Tribal
World: Midgardsormr
Desired prize, if chosen: Bluebird Earrings

Beloved Haurchefant,

Each sun passes quicker than passage to Camp Dragonhead.
Mine heart set ablaze against the frigid air, dreaming of you.
No number of residents singing my praises sends me aflutter like your intense gaze.
Your declaration of support, sung from a trial's confine.

In a frigid wasteland, that fills dread with each dead; the aether around you brings blossoms in my gaze, fostering life in a body seeking an end from darkness.
Your words, my obsession. Your lips, my need.
Yearning to feel sincerity sent from your tempting mouth; praises of my conquest over you.

Half a dozen knights barely keeping you from catching me. Ah, how I wished to know if you would have embraced this vessel upon reaching my destination.
That strength, enough to shield, enough to hold me against you.
The warmth from your hand growing cold as the Coerthan breeze, turning this blazed heart to Diamond Dust.
Please, don't leave me. I have become those I slay.

Grief engulfed by passion (forgive my teary transgression), creating a primal: A retainer peddling wares with your face.
He is not you, however my desire indulges what I am denied.
On days when I am nostalgic, I pray to a shrine of you, going on a pilgrimage near the edge overlooking Ishgard.
Temporarily wearing the soul of a Paladin and donning the Fortemp Crest; the first sight noticed is your shield, welcoming with somber grace.
I beg you to not call me "friend", instead say "lover".
Nay, call me "wife".
An eternal bond I wish was true.
In this silence never to break, I ask you, a smile gracing the line on my lips (honoring your wish):
"Husband dearest, would you care to be my Valentione?"
Eternally Yours,
Mari Aguirre


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Mari Aguirre
Adamantoise
Noble Barding

To My Dearest Lord Hien of Doma,

My heart beats for those who are so dear to me, here and there, now and forever. When I first met you on the plains of the Azim Steppe, I was mesmerized. Your sculpted build, your free flowing hair like that of an Eastern Dragon, your skills of a master Samurai touching us all, and the way you charmed me as you set your nation free. As you set my spirit free.

You are like an older brother that I never had in my life, an honest gentleman that would win the hearts of his homeland and mine. I sing songs of your praise and think of your charisma as I quietly partake in rice balls at my home in Shirogane. You said here and there that a people make a nation, not stone walls. To be alive is to feel joy and love.

Love sets people free, and you, my Lord, my soul brother, my beloved, are no stranger to this. I can do anything you wish to help you become a great leader, a talented commander, a proud inspiration.

In fact, you needs not ask because I can be your knight and not stand in your way in spreading your love across Othard and beyond. I believed in you then and now and these feelings I have for you are real and strong and if you were to notice them, that would be enough for me.

May the Kami shine down on you and may your presence and grace forever be at my side...until the very end.
I love you.

Your loyal ally and soul sister,

Kahori Harukawa of the White.

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This was written by Kahori Harukawa of Jenova. Should I win this contest, I would like to obtain the Noble Barding for my healer companion, Ryouichi the White.

Minfilia:

Oh Minfilia, you foolish woman! WHY did you put your life on the line for me AGAIN; WHY do you this, risk yourself time and time again? Minnie, I don’t understand, you HATE me, CAN’T stand me, WHY would you DO it AGAIN, for ME?

It’s a splash of cold water on my face, but I’m finally starting to realize that you…yes, you, ACTUALLY care for me. Despite all I have done to drive you crazy, you ACTUALLY do care for me and want to see me protected, safe. And seeing the truth has made me realize I feel the same about you. I want YOU to be safe too. I want YOU to be back in my life driving me crazy with your inane missions, hearing that shrill voice of yours telling me to do what needs to be done. Despite our arguing, our fights, our sniping whenever we are in ANY kind of proximity to one another, we are friends, though I doubt anyone that knows us would believe a word of it, heck I am having a hard time believing it myself.

But my dear, I must face the facts as well as the truth in my heart; you ARE my friend, one who will go above and beyond the normal bounds of friendship. To be worthy of this, I must do the same, show you I am worth the effort you put forth on my behalf. I WILL prove myself worthy of your friendship dear, prove it to you as well as to myself.

Know this my dear, when all hope seems lost and the darkness is closing in; I will be there at your side as a beacon of light to guide you back home.

Your true friend;

Annabel

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Written by Annabel Ashcroft of Faerie
Prize: Bluebird earrings.

Oh Y'shtola, her eyes shine bright bipolar
glistening skin as pale as thy heavens
listening to her tales as long as she beckons
My sword to her side i will forever
hoard my admiration for thee in my endevour
Thine hair is golden as thy smile
so fair and bolden is her style
silken doth her words be spoken
a billion times i have been broken
cut, beaten down, torn and damaged
by eikon, ascian, hellborne ivebeen ravaged
by all that is holy i shall stride
in that hope wholly you will be my bride
to make ye mine and give thy controla
and hold you fine. my Y'shtola.



Meoni Whitetail, Ragnarok Server.
I would love to get a hold of the Mandragora Choker.

Curious Gorge,

I saw it in your eyes, even as I heard the words from your mouth. You love her. No matter what my feelings have been they hold not even a candle to the fire I have seen swirling in the depths of your eyes when you gaze upon her.
It matters not that I have been able to pull you back from the brink, time and time again, she will keep you from it. I know now that I was never able to help you control it. It matters not that we have spent years together, it only took one moment for you to know that she is the one you want to spent your remaining years with.
While my heart breaks knowing that you and I will never be. Those strong arms will never wrap around me in a sweet embrace, our lips never to meet in a soul stealing kiss. I take solace in knowing that our battle is not over, I take comfort in your friendship. And I am truly glad that you will finally be happy and whole.
Forever yours,
Skylar Paige

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Written by, Skylar Paige from Gilgamesh If my letter is chosen I would like the Noble Barding please

Papalymo,

I still miss you, you know? Times got tough after your passing. We keep fighting, there's not a day of tranquility, and sometimes I wonder if this is ever going to end. I guess you'd like to know how's Lyse. She's alright, and yes, she confessed your schemes – I think it was a bigger surprise to her rather than the rest of the scions. I digress.

That day Ilberd managed not only to bring a new fiend upon our land, he also took a piece of my heart in his stride. You were always so discreet, you kept things to yourself. I'm not sure if that's the reason why I never gathered the courage to tell you how I feel. I didn't take my last chance at Baelsar's Wall, and there isn't a single moment in which I don't regret my lack of confidence. I should have said I loved hearing your voice or how my heart skipped a beat every time you gave me that look of yours.

I can't recall exactly the moment I realized I was in love with you. And this might sound like a silly girl's delusions, though I can't help myself. Why didn't you let me stay by your side that day? We could have handled it together. Instead you just thought about my safety. I wonder, if I said right there how I feel, would you give up that ridiculous plan and come with me? Unlikely. You’re better than that. Wherever you are, I hope these words reach you, because I can’t live another day without saying I love you.

Yours truly, Lili.

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Written by Lili Chassagne
Server: Excalibur
I'd love to get the Noble Barding

Aymeric,



I hope you have been well and that Ishgard is flourishing in Halone’s blessing. The reconstruction of Ala Migho and Doma is going better than expected. Kugane is absolutely beautiful and breathtaking with its culture and vistas. It’s been a crazy adventure - from repelling the Garlean forces to liberating the Mad King’s cursed prisoners.



Yet, through every hardship we faced, something felt… off. Every victory became dimmer. Every struggle made me feel more alone in my thoughts, even in company of friends. I became so distracted in the simplest of tasks, even Alphinaud took note and chided me! So I retreated to Yanxia to sort my thoughts. Memories took me back in time. Where I fought along someone with justice and determination in their mind; with loyalty in their heart and soul. When the victory was sweet and mirrored by another. The realization of who I was missing, set my heart afire.



That person is you.



Writing this caused feelings of doubt; and to my chagrin, fear… greater than fighting Nidhogg himself. Yet I choose to show the courage you have shown time and time again. Memories of your chivalry and our time together spurred my determination. Looking back, I didn’t realize then that my heart spoke the words when I offered you to join me for adventure. Reminiscing your pleased surprise warms my heart, and mayhap I misread your ill-hidden blush.



My invitation still stands.



May these words uplift your spirits and heart, and perhaps an Ishgardian delegation could visit Kugane in the near future. I offer my services as a Scion for escort. I want to share the wonders of the Othard and Aldenard with someone that makes my heart soar and a smile blossom upon my lips.



Yours in the Twelves’ blessing,



Hailene Sean’dar.

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Hailene Sean'dar of Gilgmesh
Selection of prize: Noble Barding

Fufucha my wild flower, this fool of a Miqote, knows not her own heart; try as she might to put into words; they would only be lies; I want to walk with you but I know not how, the world I know not and yet it knows lesser still,

Content to walk alone until you my wild flower; for you have brought spring to an endless winter; and with it the blooming of my heart, no matter what I do I cannot rid you from me; every thought, every glance I see you smiling, and wish with all my heart I could smile with you,

The days grow long and all this Miqote wishes, is to find memories with you, my darling wild flower will you not walk with me, smile, laugh, and share the joy of life; will you not know the one who walks with the moon, Fufucha I see you, will you not see me?

Dear Minfilia,
I didn’t know what I was signing myself up for when I was approached in Uldah.
That was until I met you.
You changed the way I looked at adventuring, I was smitten with you the moment I saw you.
My heart fell for you like a Lalafell punted off the top of Kugane Tower.
My love for you was as endless as the DPS dungeon queue on patch day.
For you, I would even endure Raublock EX and Pipin savage again, if that meant I could bathe in your Brilliant light once more.
The times we spent together when there was a miniscule amount of downtime were the best times of my existence.
I think back to the time I stormed the imperial base to save you. I was prepared to raze the base if I had to.
And believe me I could.
I felt the prayer you lifted up to Hydaelyn, to bring me to safety after the ultima weapon. I never thanked you properly for that.
I think back to the party that was thrown in our honour, and everything that transpired after that.
I remember when it was just us two and before I could tell you how I felt, you ran back to help Yshtola.
I laid awake wondering where you were, I kept asking myself were you safe or were you in danger.
It was later that I found out you had joined the mother crystal, you promised you would return. I will hold you to that promise, you are dearly missed.
I’m a dime a dozen, if I disappear there will be ten more to take my place as savior; but there will only ever be one of you.
I pray you return to us. To me.

Sincerely yours,

Pixie Beniko


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Character: Pixie Beniko
World: Exodus
Selection of prize: bluebird earring
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A single piece of paper lays forgotten on the floor of the Bokairo Inn. The paper is crumpled, as if it had been carried around for quite some time. The contents, although somewhat scratched out and smudged, read:

Dearest Hildibrand,

It’s been a long time since last we met, hasn’t it? No doubt you’re off on another one of your cases, solving mysteries, undoubtedly finding your head once more planted in the ground. When first we met, I thought you a fool, albeit an entertaining fool, but a fool none the less. Throughout our journey to solve who the Phantom Thief was, there were moments where you proved me wrong. However, cross-dressing as Miss Arabella and thinking no one would tell the difference certainly didn’t help you-

I can’t pinpoint when exactly it happened, the realization just hit me one day, but I fell for you. I took notice the day the Treaty-Blade blasted you into the far off skies, although I laughed with an exasperated smile on my face, my chest felt tight as though someone was squeezing the life out of me. The day we found you in Coerthas buried in the snow, I swear I had felt no greater joy in all my life. Seeing you again seemed to bring color, color I had no idea was missing, back into my life.

Might I mention how terrifying I find your mother? I’ve faced down primals three times my size and none of them have scared me quite like your mother does. Although I did find it hilarious how she sent you flying.

I long for the day when I see you again; to assist you on whatever case you’re currently on. Till then, I love you I wish you well.

Love Yours Your Friend,
Kynthia
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Written by Kynthia Nox Of Brynhildr, if I get the chance I'd love the Bluebird Earring

Dear Edda,
I saw you in the beginning when they wore you out getting potions, and later when they blamed you. They don’t understand you the way I do. I know what it is like when the tank runs out of range and you burn your mana healing DPS who do not dodge. I know how healers get thrown into groups with little preparation for the dynamics of huge groups of enemies, tanks who do not defend, and DPS who pull. I mourned with you for Avere, and I longed to hold you and comfort you. I understood your passion in Tam-Tara when you returned and cried as you fell. I looked for you, and when Paiyo ran, I knew your journey was incomplete. I knew you were hurting. I looked for you in the Palace, and I felt you watching me. I longed to tell you how I understood, how we were similar, how we could save each other. Then when I found you, you were clouded by the vengeance and did not see me. When I found Paiyo again, we returned you to Avere, and you said “thank you”, but did you see me? I return there, and I look for you when I am tired after the tank angers all the demons in the halls Darkhold and fights them all at once or when I am in the tower with the crazy priest in the final battle where no one dodges. I search for you because we are alike you and I, and we need each other. I understand your passion to save the people you heal. I know you understand me. The anger when they yell. The frustration at their choices. The need to teach them to respect. Please Edda, I need you.
Embyrr Wynter


Embyrr Wynter
Diablos
Mandragora Choker

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I've returned to this cursed place, not as an adventurer, but as a bride-to-be. Sweet Edda, I ask that you pardon my blindness to your courtship! Your true intentions have made themselves apparent to me. With each step, I tread deeper into the Palace, where all is reddening, reddening with your passion!
Darling, I feel myself falling.

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Edda, I hope this letter finds you well. My partner discarded the first one.
I'm returning to your side to say that I am receptive of your feelings.
How brilliant you appeared at Tam-Tara Deepcroft, with your bubbly laughter and contagious smile! However, I erroneously believed we'd all arrived to witness your wedding to Avere. Although I fought to protect us from the undead, I've realized my error.
You see

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Darling, this is the third letter I've attempted to write you.
As an adventurer that is feared and revered, I've been told that many want my head. I interpreted these rumors as a threat, but you, Edda, have since opened my eyes. You took the head of Avere, the man you loved, so that you might grant him happiness. You said I was an inspiration to him; he'd give anything to be like me. I'm saddened your ritual came to an end, for if it hadn't, perhaps with Avere's severed head and my headless body, we could all be wed as one? I was even given the name Avery – one letter's difference from his!
Edda, I was always destined to be yours. You figured this out long before I did, which is why you carried the head of the one you loved, awaiting my arrival.
Without further ado, I ask you a question I'm sure you're dying to hear:
Edda, will you take my head in marriage?

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Written by Avery Shy of Adamantoise (who thankfully became a bit more sane after being dragged out of the Palace by her partner).
Prize: Noble Barding

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Haurchefant,

People say I have changed.

Stolen from the brackish waters of my home, I was helpless against those who dropped me off at the ends of the earth. My skin hardened, my gaze steeled, and my heart closed. Only when I met you, the snow dripping from our hair as the fire warmed our bones, did I feel a fracture in my strength.

Oh, how I hated you for it.

Your unending waves of kindness, your smile as warm as the hot cocoa you placed in my trembling hands – it all made me incomparably sick. I had never felt this illness before; it brought my knees to my chest as I slept in inns, crying out to the gods as I pleaded for it all to stop. Yet, the only one who could quell this pain was the man who had planted it within me.

The only man who made me weak was the only one who could make me strong once more.

I would have followed you into any storm, without hesitation. I broke my chest open to let you in, Greystone. Our unspoken, unacted affections made me numb to that pain and oh, dearest man, how I loved you for it. I felt indomitable at your side. I am sure that you must have felt the same, or perhaps you cared not, as when you threw yourself before me, you knew how things would end.

People say I have changed, Haurchefant. In your presence, and now in your agonizing absence, I do not say the same. I believe I have never been more the same; truer to myself, you have allowed me to be. A man cloaked in silver, I could smell the sea in your breath.

Everyday, I miss you more.
Mizuki Shinju
Brynhildr
(Ahriman Choker)

Dearest Lord Hien,

Forgive me for sending a letter when other matters pertain to the stability of our freed homeland. 'Tis Valentione's Day. Please, do not misunderstand my intention. While I admire you, I do not possess any inkling of passion towards you, nor do I believe you do for me.

My heart belongs to an Ala Mhigan. Through him, I saw our countries are two sides of the same coin: suppressed, their people crestfallen. Yet we persevered, rising together for a common cause. We met on the battlefield when the Liberation Front aided the Resistance. Alas, his linkpearl ceased communication before we took the Lochs. I...do not know if he lives.

I apologize. I will explain myself.

Every great leader needs a great partner at their side. Doma’s preservation requires an heir. Rather than politically forced engagements, what of finding a strong bond? And...love? We've seen corruption in arranged marriages through Yotsuyu. Though, I do not advocate romancing subjects such as Yugiri, nor starry eyed girls like Cirina.

There is one. Fiery, hard-headed...yet valiant, and kind hearted. Like you.

She once said, "...But then I met someone, on the other side of the world who had struggled with the same worries. And as we traveled and fought together, I saw him grow and become the leader his people needed him to be. And now, it's my turn to do the same. "

That’s the moment she found her true identity: leader of the Ala Mhigan Resistance. You shattered the uncertainty in her heart.

If you possess the slightest affection for the woman I speak of ...I implore that you meet with her, and lay bare the feelings you guard, lest you regret losing the chance. ...Just as I have.

~Shukumei Yuugure of the Doman Liberation Front

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Name: Shukumei Yuugure
Server: Siren
Reward: In the event that I win, give prize to runner-up. Unless, there is an alternative. I already won them in previous contest. More than anything I posted to shine light on what I deem a potential romance.

To my dearest Arenvald Lentinus,
I have been watching over you as a fellow Scion ever since the day I saw you at the Waking Sands. I’ve watched you grow from an unsure sprout to mighty wielder of the Echo in our climactic triumph over the primal Lakshmi in Ala Mhigo. I want to say… I am proud of you. You are an excellent paladin and a true friend to the Scions, to the Resistance, and… to me. And yet… something else grows in my heart. I think it is…. It is a budding love for you. I yearn for the days that I can spend perhaps a bell or two with your handsome features. I’m always being called away to the frontlines, as is my job as the Warrior of Light. Lyse also has many duties for you as you’re not always there when I return but when I see you in the Reach after a long day’s adventure it gladdens my heart to see you are hale and hearty and whole. I secretly wanted to go with you in our exploration of Skalla but Alphinaud stole you away. Perhaps we can search for more treasure together soon enough, and can explore each others… desires. Til next we meet, dearest Arenvald.
Your Warrior of fellow Light, MP.

Name: Maximum Powerful
Server: Hyperion
Prize: Noble Barding

My Dearest Lyse,
There is something that I must unburden myself with ,and you have always been a close and dear friend to me. Please allow my words to mend your broken heart. I know I can never replace Papalymo, but after accomplishing soo much together perhaps we can attempt to walk our paths together .
I can do nothing more than bare my soul and tell you the truth.

I hear your voice and my eyes sparkle and shine.
Your sweet smile brings out the best in me,
My soul would live once more were you mine.
You empower my will, can you not see?
I fail to describe my heart's desire for you.
My head fills with thoughts of you us together ,
We could have something precious , it's true
With you by my side there's no storm we cannot weather
My feelings for you have long blossomed.
I cannot ever think that I have felt this way.
In my heart you will always live, a vow most solemn.
I fight the urge, the want, the overwhelming need to say ;
With these words I cannot help but feel peace.
So I surrender, give in and say "I love you, Lyse."

Forevermore,
Smeagol Grimnysmal
FOR ALA MHIGO!!!

Smeagol Grimnysmal Excalibur Noble Barding

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My Dear General Alphinaud,

As we’ve entered the Seventh Astral Era, I’ve watched you.

Charging ahead, demanding Eoreza acknowledge you,
Commanding Crystal Braves to follow you,
The Scions moving along with you,
You’re so busy, and troubled,
Yet the weight hasn’t burdened you.

Brave in battle I may be, but you?
A leader, full and true.

I’ve watched you. And I’ve wondered too.
Would I, if I could,
Dip my arms under yours,
And embrace you.

Would I feel warmth escape you?
Or would the cold finally leave you?

Would stiff joints and bone jab out from you?
Or lean and soft muscle define you?

Were I to lift you up, I doubt I’d find you light and frail...
And yet, I also doubt density describes you.

Could I tell if you remained pure in soul and body...
Or has the long fight sullied and battered you?

If I kissed the crown of your soft white hair…
And felt the give of your heavy blue uniform….
Well… Have you been taking care of you?
Or would it be my turn to scold you?

The more I stand beside you,
Fight with you,
Heal you,
Wonder about you...
The more I wish to know about you.
And the closer I wish to be with you.

So... Dinner sometime?
(If not, for the love of Hydaelyn, I made way too much ratatouille. Please take some.)

Your dear Warrior of Light,
Sumiko Sakuragi

(Gilgamesh, Noble Barding)

Sultana of Ul'dah,
Heiress and Seventeenth Descendant of the Royal Blood of Ul,
Guardian of the Flame of Might and the Jewel of Prosperity,
Blessed Daughter of Nald'thal,
Grand Marshal of the Immortal Flames,
Magnanimous Benefactor of Ala M'higo,
Crown Jewel of the Goldsmiths,
Silvergrace Vein of the Miners,
Philosopher's Stone of the Alchemists,
Diaphanous Thread of the Weavers,
Angelic Clemency of the Paladins,
Virtuous Pit Queen of the Gladiators,
Passionate Auricle of the Thaumaturges,
Inflorescent Blossom of the Southern Sands,
Royal Protector and Inspiration of Thanalan,
Prettiest Pink Popoto,

Dear Nanamo,

Will you be my Valentione?

♡ Your Secret Admirer ♡
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Yuki Mephistopheles
Cactuar
Ahriman Choker

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My dearest Gosetsu,

It gives me great joy to see you alive again

After the events at Doma castle I had accepted the only logical conclusion that you were gone to us, having sacrificed yourself to assure the lives of your leige and comrades. Now I can thank you in person instead of at an empty grave.

I’ve come to realise something during our time together, something I did not dare share with you until now. The importance of our mission at the time didn’t offer such luxury. When you were gone, I thought I would have to live with the regret of not telling you how I really feel for the rest of my life, but now that I see you are healthy and whole, I can say this with my tiny heart filled with joy.

I love you. Fully and sincerely.

You are one of the strongest, bravest and most selfless people I know and you on the reason why I have taken up the way of the Samurai. What I once thought was purely admiration grew into a longing to always be by your side, swords drawn in the heat of battle fighting against a common enemy. You’ve penetrated my very soul during our time together and now that you are back, all those feelings have come flooding back.

If only I had the courage to tell you in person, but you know me well enough as a man of few words and I highly doubt my confession in person would speak true of my hearts longing. I can only pray to the kami that you feel the same as I do, but if this was not meant to be, I will understand.

Love,

Dink Dreeply

((Dink Dreeply of Ultros, Noble Barding please!))

To my dearest Garuda,

When we first met in passing, I did not know then that our fates would inevitably be entwined as they have been over the last 4 years. When I fist saw you my breath was quite literally taken away. You stood before my friends and I with an indomitable spirit. Proud and haughty, quite a Lady in your own right.

I was saddened by the fact that you were a primal, a force of nature that drains the very land and that it was inescapable that we would be on opposite sides of the field of battle. After our first clash and you returned to the aether, I had a feeling we had not seen each other for the last time.

O how right I was! In spite of it all, you kept calling me back to your howling vortex, and showering me with gifts for each of our confrontations. First with weapons of power and the knowledge of the Allagan tomes. How you truly could read me. And when you thought that I would turn away from you you even offered me Xanthos from your own stables!

I knew then I would always come back, just as you had hoped. It was then that I realized the kind of relationship that we had. The fierce love of battle and your truly giving heart. When you heard that I needed to strengthen my arms and aspire to the legends of the Zodiac, you offered me your inner light. It was then that I started to have an inkling of your true nature and feelings.

Countless times did you offer me aid in my long quest, and I can say without doubt if not for your tireless support I would not have succeeded. I remember the excitement I had when I finished my Lillith Rod Zeta, and how I rushed to show you the work that was wrought with your kind help.

The grin on your face as you tested my mettle yet once again to see how much I had grown. Now I have travelled to the frozen fields of Ishgard and Dravania, and you were there daily offering your support as always. Even when I moved to the far reach of Ala Mihgo, you were there.

for your continued love and support over these past 4 years, I can only say thank you from the bottom of my heart. Knowing how much you have given to me selflessly I realize now that I do love you. You fill my thoughts each day and I have even begun to use some of the gifts you have given me to decorate my home so I can have a part of you near me always.

I have been tempered by your heart my lovely Garuda. I will leave this letter in your home when we next meet. I know now that we don't need words now to express our mature love, but I hope you will find joy in the words I have written nonetheless. Your feelings have indeed reached me as you had hoped.



- faithfully yours now and forever,

- And breathlessly awaiting your reply,

Blackmane Zero

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Character name: Blackmane Zero
World: Balmung
Selection: Noble Barding

Written by Nobutaka Fairclough
World: Adamantoise
Reward: Noble Barding

Dear Claribel,

I hope you have been well. For many moons I've dwelled on how to write this letter, even if I should write it. However, I think to wait any longer would be a crime I could never repent. The sanctum of the twelve, with its many trappings, from the flowers, to the lights, has always captivated the hearts of many. Yet, I would be lying if I said that those things where what has always caught my eye.

How many weddings now has it been that in spite of myself, I find my eyes wandering away from the happy couple. Only to find them locked with yours. I have traveled far and wide, from Eorzea to Doma. Through out my travels I have bore witness to many sights beyond imagination, yet none of them as breathtaking as your smile, nor as captivating as your gaze.

When weddings take place, and we talk upon the alter, you compliment my appearance, and of course I am made to smile. Yet, recently that smile has become a blush, and that blush an even deeper smile than before.

You are always aiding in celebrating the love of others but what of your own? Have you seen what view from the tallest lighthouse in La Noscea? Have you ever seen the sun rise over the Ruby Sea? I have a chocobo for two, and would be honored if you would occupy the other seat. Lets share the most beautiful sights in this world with one another.

I'm sure these words must come as a shock to you, but I hope they may also bring a smile to your face. After the wedding I will be waiting outside with my chocobo. Ready to take you wherever your heart desires.

-Nobutaka Fairclough

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To the lovely Jandelaine,

Your visits, although frequent, are never long enough for me to express my feelings for you. I only hope to channel a modicum of your nobility within this poem.

An icon of beauty
Splendor flowers in his wake
To fill the hearts of those
Lacking in aesthetic taste

Upon a battlefield rife with despair
Reside unenlightened masses
Unable to manage their hair

There comes a benevolent muse
Bearing scissors of gold
A scion of elegance
He traipses into the fold

Rosy locks, atop an angelic face
Embroidered with lavender lace
Heretics of fashion beware
Jandelaine comes, posing with flair

For a pittance of 2,000 gil
A saint will enact the Gods' will
Just as he gifted unto me
Eternal beauty (for a small fee)

Revolting appearance now a distant memory
I feel anew, fashion no longer my enemy

I can't believe beauty is only scalp deep
What is Jandelaine's secret
What makes him so unique
Why do thoughts of him hinder my sleep

But now I understand why I yearn for him so
Why I lament to see him go
For I am only a beauty reborn
When Jandelaine walks through my door

Yours truly,

Izunen Kaiba, a loyal customer and completely platonic friend

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Character: Izunen Kaiba
World: Coeurl
Ahriman Choker

Dear Yugiri,

I've slowly learnt the Eorzean letters well enough to try messages. When I've finished, you'll no doubt receive this from Lyse's address in the post, after it has traveled many malms to the Ruby Bazaar- and onward to your hands. I won't be staying in Rhalgar's Reach much longer; there's too many errands to run, and I've got to check the new sales at the Limsan markets. Don't tell the others, but I want to add another bath to my apartment. The one I have now is big enough to be lonely. A smaller, narrow (Is that the right word?) size would make me feel far better. Oh right! There was something I really wanted to say. Not about the bathroom things, goodness I spent too long on those, I must've bored you. The Twins taught me a few words for something called courting poetry. Some of them are hard to speak, and go on for yalms on paper. It doesn't matter, I decided to make the effort for you so here it is! Tell me what you think, won't you?

Stoic and poised

She stands without noise

Hair billowing in the wind

Waiting for the future to begin

Her breath is baited, her eyes lonely

Something in her longs for that which is homely

A strong armed warrior, gentle of heart

Could sweep her off her feet with a charming remark

And show her the world, humbled and clever

With a love never to be severed

For she is her princess, heavenly and adored

Darling, who could ask for more?

We have a day called Valentione's in Eorzea, meant to honor lovers and love. Of all the others, you give me the warmest feeling- like Sagolii at noon. Do you feel it too?

- U'ralhana Odh

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Character: Vaste Valescoere
World: Siren
Noble Barding

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