My Golden Love.
I am writing to you from my people's capital city of Zrooving. Its beauty is grand but compare to yours, it's nothing more than a growing seed during a young spring that has yet to shine.
However, my city's beauty was the reason as to why I ~~had~~ ~~want~~ needed to write to you, my Golden Love.
For it reminded me of the time we first met, those many years ago. Even now, I've thanked the gods everyday from having the honour and luck to gaze upon you, my Golden Love.
Do you remember the day when I -a simple Honour-Guard of my canton's Prince- met you during a diplomatic meeting between you and the princes of my people? Where you talked to Prince Clark Musgrave of Canton Zuriel? The prince I was ordered to protect during his visit to your ever-loving kingdom?
As an Honour-Guard, I was trained to not feel any emotions other than my loyalty and passion of serving my people's rulers. But when I met you, my Golden Love. I will not lie, I was taken back by your everlasting beauty. Your flowing mane, your heavenly eyes and by far the most awe-inspiring thing about you, my Golden Love. Is your happy smile and joyful laughter, the one that made this Honour-Guard break his vow just to smile back. Luckily my helmet covered my face, otherwise I would had a scolding from my Prince and my Knight-Commander when I returned home.
Thank the gods for that diplomatic meeting. I may not of been apart of that long challenging negotiation, listening to all those boring princes and their speeches of ~~grander~~ endless promises and traditions that were just repeating meanings with different words. But for the many days of talking, it gave me enough time to observe you and admire you from my post and duty. I wanted to come up to you, my Golden Love. To say what I was feeling every time you walked by me or simply looked at me. Funny isn't it? An Honour-Guard, one trained to think on their feet and damn the thoughts of losing, could not say a word to you in fear of what could happen. But each day that went by, was just torture. I just wanted to talk to you, my Golden Love. But alas, my jaw stayed closed and my heart shouted for release.
But on the seventh day, standing guard at the door to my Prince's guest chamber. A pony maid in her twenties came up to me, seeming to have something on her mind other than cleaning or requesting permission to enter my Prince's chamber. I asked her to state her business, to which she did.
Her name was Cherry Jewel, and she spotted me watching you and said I had the eyes of a pony in distress. I at first dismissed her saying, I didn't want you to worry about me when you were talking to my people's rulers. But she laughed at me, saying that I maybe a strong Honour-Guard but an awful liar. Smart one wasn't she, my Golden Love? She knew already that I had an interest in you and thus she came to assist me in what she called the Secret Admirer Letters. To me, my Golden Love, sounded too foreign as I looked at her with the most dumbstruck eyes one could muster. But she helped me in saying that I should write my feelings to you in a letter but without my name. Just saying I was but this Secret Admirer. After I write my letter, she would take it to you and would listen in to hear your reaction.
To me it sounded like a political trap, so I asked her what she wanted from all of this. All she answered was 'To see true love flow freely like mine'. Once again I thought it was a trap, like that saying was some kind of code. I was still the gullible fool that I am today, my Golden Love. But Cherry's eyes held no falsehood and for the first time since my vow, I broke my duty to write my first letter to you, my Golden Love.
I wrote it under the cover of night, where Cherry was waiting at my chamber. I poured my heart into your language of Ponish, seeing that my people speak our native tongue of Romuri. But when I finished my letter and gave it to Cherry, I prayed to all the gods that they would bless my words so that it would reach into your Golden Heart, my Golden Love.
Minutes of doubts and worries slowly grew as I waited for Cherry's news. When she opened my chamber's door with a wide smile, my heart grew stronger than my shield. Her words of your smile and heavenly blush only made my soul lighter but full of joy and delight. With this feeling, me and Cherry continued to work together in our Secret Admirer Letters alliance.
For each day I met you my Golden Love, I wrote back to you of how much you always surprise me with your beauty and leadership. How one can do this only the ~~Princes~~ the Gods knows and I bet even their answer is a half one to your majesty. Each time I wrote, I would learn from your people's culture and your way of life. In truth when you were reading my words of love, I was learning the lifestyle of your people and their Friendships. I cannot lie, I was moved like the waves of ever-blue seas.
But on the last week, Cherry told me that you spotted her with my final letter and asked who I was. Cherry, a good friend, said it was from a Secret Admirer and that she couldn't tell you who I was yet. She has spirit doesn't she, my Golden Love? But she told you that I would meet her under the Oak tree in your garden at Midnight. Whilst you were getting ready to meet me, I was panicking faster than a rabbit being chased by a hawk. Worried that I would freak you out or that my love for you would harm the relationship of our two nation-states. I panicked so much that Cherry Jewel had to slap some sense in me. Me, an Honour-Guard panicking over meeting you in private. I have fought in two wars and I did not panic once, yet on that day I was shaking in my armour. Cherry ~~explained~~ told me that if I could write all of my feelings down on paper, than doing it in person would be a 'walk in the park' as your people put it. So she sorted me out and showed me the way to the Royal Garden, saying to 'go get' you... Still not sure what that pony saying means.
But when the moon was at her highest and the stars at their brightest, I ventured through your garden, trying to master my courage and my words. That was nearly shattered when I saw you at the Oak tree, my Golden Love.
You sat there gracefully as the moonlight shined down upon you like it was kneeling before you. Your mane flew even more holier than before and your smile still made me smile back with utter wonder and love. Just watching you would make even the gods jealous of your elegance, my Golden Love.
With deep breaths and one final silent pray to the gods. I headed to you like an actor entering the stage, ready to do his part and to hopefully not mess up his lines. But when your eyes looked into mine, I froze and lost my script and its words. Stuttering, I had to kneel before you just to get my words back as if I dropped them in front of you. But you giggled to this and asked if I was this Secret Admirer, to which I answered truthfully, even in my stuttering kneeling state. And as if by the grace of the gods, you walked towards me and helped me onto my feet. We stared into each other's eyes as you asked me if all my letters, if all my words were true. To which I answered that if our people were at war, I would throw away my sword so that I would never raise it at you. That if you were on a island, I would swim night and day to reach you. That if you were on top of a mountain, I would climb up the deadliest stone cliffs to get to you. And that if I had to choice between my vow to my canton's prince or my love to your heart, I would offer my heart to you without a moment to think.
I didn't realise that my answer moved you so much that when you kissed me, my mind just shattered into a million pieces from the realisation that we were kissing, my Golden Love. I lost time when we kissed, I did not care if all of the Cantons's Princes saw us together. For if they have a problem with our love, I would fight them all till the gods summons their reckoning on our world.
That night we stayed together under the Oak tree was the greatest moment in my life and my immortal soul. Greater than my acceptance in the Honour-Guards. Greater than the victory against the evil that was chaos and greater than the honour of being select to protect my canton's prince.
And the reasons why I wanted to write this letter down for you, my Golden Love. Is that at my people's capital city of Zrooving, seeing its beauty reminded me of something truly wonderful.
My Golden Love, the princes of all the cantons are sending a new ambassador to your city and that ambassador has chosen me to be his bodyguard for the five months he's staying at my people's embassy! Which means I get to see you once again my Golden Love! No more writing these letters to you with my words written down. Now you will be able to hear them sooner than excepted.
I shall be counting the days till our journey to Equestria. And I shall be thinking about you when I travel to your city.
I shall be with you again my Golden Love.
Your No-More-Secret Admirer,
Movrus Moondane of the Honour-Guards of Canton Zuriel.
