A Letter from the Second Prince

Dear Easter,

That is true, indeed tomorrow is our birthday. You are so smart. I see your handwriting has improved since the last time I saw it, although that was a few years ago. Have you started to take up your lessons? Oftentimes, when I pass you, you're just aimlessly wandering the halls or swinging your sword again. I suppose it is good that your tutor taught you to write letters, and hopefully, when you grow up, you will be the one doing all my letter writing. So, please get better so I won't need to lift a finger. After all, I am too busy, well, just ruling the kingdom, to bother with such simple tasks.

I don't know what you are talking about; I am not having hallucinations, nor am I delusional. I suppose Mother thinks I'm too perfect, or maybe some maid or servant, and they decided to spread this untrue rumor. I am very well in the head, by the way. Although, I will accept your offer. Your annex isn't that far away, but if any of the maids are treating you unfairly, you still are a prince after all, so you still have the power to punish them. You should be more strict, Easter. Maybe I might get assassinated by someone, and you'll have to take the crown.

Anyway, it's almost midnight while I am writing this. If it is our birthday, do you have an escort? I heard a lot of girls have been "seduced by your manly charm," so you must choose one. I took a look at your list, and some of them aren't half bad. Maybe when you grow up, you'll become a womanizer. I don't think that's a bad image to have, compared to being a sword-obsessed prince with no social skills. Well, I guess being the head of knights is comparable to a woman-seducing bachelor. 

I'm interested in seeing what you will wear to the ball,

Osiris.

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Dear Osiris,

I have been unfortunately captured. Please help rescue this damsel in distress.

Your poor brother,

Easter.