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Jul. 15th, 2007 11:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
called_lionessDear Archibald Craven,
I told you, when we met, that I would leave.
And now I have. Am, I suppose. By the time you've read this, I'm rather certain I'll be gone.
I would like you to give this to Mary, when she turns 13.
It was my wedding ring.
I am sorry that our meeting was not more pleasant, and I am sorry that you hurt. But I do hope I can trust you to honor a dead woman's wishes.
Please love her the best you can. I ask that too. Because she deserves more than you or I can ever give her.
Sincerely,
Lucy Pevensie
I told you, when we met, that I would leave.
And now I have. Am, I suppose. By the time you've read this, I'm rather certain I'll be gone.
I would like you to give this to Mary, when she turns 13.
It was my wedding ring.
I am sorry that our meeting was not more pleasant, and I am sorry that you hurt. But I do hope I can trust you to honor a dead woman's wishes.
Please love her the best you can. I ask that too. Because she deserves more than you or I can ever give her.
Sincerely,
Lucy Pevensie
