When Leech returned to the castle, he was slightly surprised by the letter that was delivered to him.
'Do girls really change that much as they grow up?'
In his memory, his cousin was someone who doted on everyone, so why did her letter exude such a literary flair?
The last letter had been short and formal, revealing nothing, but this one was completely different. He could get a sense of her personality from it.
It also seemed his grandfather intended for them to correspond long-term. 'Pen pals, huh? Piece of cake.'
Leech sat at his desk, mulling things over for a moment with his pen in hand before quickly finishing the letter. He then had the White Raven, which had rested for several days, carry the message away. It was clear this life of correspondence would continue for a long time to come.
Although Instructor Kolan was dead, the selection for squires hadn't ended.
The boys who remained breathed a sigh of relief, glad they weren't being sent home.
