The Love Letter

My dearest, darling little Bunnykins,

Your brave buck-rabbit has managed to smuggle this letter out of the White House thanks to a friendly jailer. I'm reasonably comfortable here, all things considered, and I keep myself cheerful thinking of you. I see you in my mind's eye in your favourite little pastel blue dress with all the frills, with ribbons in your hair. In that dress you reminded me so much of Bonnie Langford...

At that point Fred's chuckles got too much and he had to stop reading aloud. Astra had her head in her hands. How could she ever recover any credibility as a warrior princess after this.

1. Fred and Velus must both die so that no-one else would ever know the letter's contents.
2. Perhaps bribery would work. "Forget what I said earlier about not loving you," she said.

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