Arriving in this place too late to be any help against a threat, but just in time to fall ill was not the best way to begin an endeavour. Getting webbed feet and sprouting scales on my neck should have been the most unsettling thing to happen to me here. It was not. At least many of your other kidnap victims are kind hearted individuals willing to care for a near stranger, though I suppose that says quite a bit about them and almost nothing about you.

It feels strange to offer you anything like help, but I also find myself wondering why you kept such secrecy around a subject as innocuous as a school. I suppose I should be grateful for it, since I would have gotten in the carriage if I had known where it was going, and being stuck in a place preaching such ridiculous gender roles would be more than I would have been able to bear. It really is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life, to feel that women are in any way inferior to men, or need our protection. I assure you they are perfectly capable of handling their lives on their own. Though I suppose what we think means very little to you. We are merely entertainment, after all.

I appreciate having my horse. I assume that was you, and my butler was just the messenger. I feel that I should be suspicious over any show of consideration, but I find myself far too tired to care. So I won't look too deeply and will simply say thank you for Bay Star, and only for him.

Commander C. Rutherford