Dear Prince,
You have been gone for, what seems like, forever. It hasn't been forever, mercifully, only a small fraction of time in eternity. Away on your quest for the King; this princess couldn’t be more proud. You are a fine soldier my Prince. You have come so far. Your journey has taken you to another side of the world. Where you have been in all this time is an intriguing mystery to me. I have little idea of who you meet every day, what foreign fare you consume and what ideas linger in your thoughts. The distance physically and spiritually preoccupies my own thoughts every second of my days. As the sun sets in my own window, my eyes fall shut and wonderings replace the slowly diminishing sun, all centered upon you. Where is he? What is he doing? What is he thinking? Maybe it is too theatrical, but I have always desired to be closer to you. This distance has only advocated that desire. How I long to know what you are thinking.
I would give anything to strike up an unpredictable conversation with you again. I miss our exchanges. They were understatedly, so obscure. When I reminisce of those exchanges, my eyes tingle as a smile touches my lips. I do hope our King has sent his servants to witness the words we speak, so that they may remember them, and then hark back to us what was said, in case we forget.
How lucky we are to have such a beloved King. He truly loves us and provides us with necessary protection. He has sent you on this quest with a great gift; the only gift that includes protection, discernment and truth all in one. He has sent as your guide, The Comforter. Needless to say, even with the knowledge of The Comforters companionship, I am always afraid for you. Your quest is important and great, but it is also cunningly dangerous. The adversary is out there. It frightens me to know that he is every step behind and in front of you. That is what makes him so cunning, and treacherous. He will stop at nothing to tear you down; to keep you from your mission. Each night, I pray that his pernicious tactics have no or little effect on you or your soul. I know he shall have success and his poison shall seep within you at times. Obtain relief in the knowledge that you can escape, given you are learned from past mistakes.
Do not fear the mistakes you may make. I did not fall in love with a perfect deity. I fell in love with the Prince with faults, whom developed gradually from such error. For if you were as ever perfect as our King, I would not be worthy to love you in the manner that I do. Also, do not grow tired from the good that you do. I did not fall in love with a man who grew weary from well doing. I fell in love with the Prince who was enthused to sustain, again and again. The King smiles upon you for your integrity; as I do.
Endure your hardships my Prince. They shall be a small moment as our King once whispered. Your quest is never-ending. Though you may return home from your current expedition, the quest itself marches on. Many need you in this hour. Though it pains me to admit it, many need you far greater than I. For this I shall wait. If I am to wait an eternity, then so be it. I shall not endure upon this quest with any other than you. You are my Prince. I shall not find happiness as the King has promised in your absence. Thus I shall wait; patiently, eagerly, humbly.
Press on my Prince. You shall forever be in my prayers.
With love, your Princess
