My dearest Ysolda,
I know these past few months haven’t been easy for you. I’ve been slaying ancient dragons bent on the destruction of the Nord race, taking up arms in the civil war ravaging our homeland and beating people incessantly over the head with a dark magic-infused mace simply to level up on one-handed weapons. Where does that leave you?
Sure, I’ve furnished our Solitude home with only the very best – if you haven’t been in the basement lately, I’ve stored all sorts of finery down there, so take your pick! – but while my housecarl seems like a wonderful conversationalist (all she says to me is, “What do you need, my thane?”, which is pretty awesome, right?), I’m sure there are things only your loving adventuring husband can provide.
And yet despite it all, you found it in your heart to get me a Dunkin’ Donuts gift card, so I can have my iced coffee and egg white flatbread sandwiches in the morning on my way to work war.
For that, I am eternally grateful. And even though I’m buying Skyward Sword this weekend and may never see you again, I thank you from the bottom of my wandering heart.
Happy Valentine’s Day, baby!