Every day I spend without you seems to drag on forever! The only thing left to do is to think of our coming wedding. Only you know how I long for this day to finally come. Each time I close my eyes, I see us, together. I see happy guests and tables set out for a feast, I smell the fragrance of flowers and fine cuisine, I hear cheerful music, I feel your touch as we whirl in dance. But even these dreams pale in comparison to the mere thought of the eternity we'll spend together. I shall love you forever, even after death, in every life after this one and across all of creation.
Only one thing disturbs my happiness. Do you know that someone tried to interfere with our wedding? My former groom, Dorsy, has talked father into trying to disrupt the ceremony. Picture this: father took it into his head that since he is a headman of our village, he can decide my fate! But don't you worry, my love — their plot has fallen apart. No gods could prevent our union, for a higher force is standing behind us. A few nights ago I dreamt of a mesmerizing maiden, who told me how to free myself out of my father's grip. I did everything as she told — I was so angry with him! Now, of course, I am beset with doubt — was it the right thing to do? Still, I hardly think any of this is more than pure superstition: such silliness cannot change how things are, and I could have dreamt up absolutely anything.
Think nothing of this, my love. Think only of me. I love you.
