In the center of the page there was a black and white drawing portraying man with long white hair and a pair of long and fluffy ears. The man stood against a wall with a big tree surrounded by elvish runes. His expression was pleasant, one might say he was smiling. Those who knew Silver could clearly tell that it was his portrait, a very artistic one. Bellow, written in curvy letters was a line, glowing in green ink.
"Silver Drafaylum. The knight of my dreams. I am met him in his castle when I invaded it in order to save Cyra. At first I thought he was the one Cyra was to marry. He was handsome, kind, well mannered. He could have lectured me when I destroyed the door to the room where Cyra rested, but he didn't. Because he is kind, and handsome, and cuuuute!
"I know he has a mate, a lovely woman named Lyanna but that doesn't matter because when I grow up, I am going to marry Silver and we will live a long and happy life in our castle in Concordia and have many beautiful mixed race babies. We will be the founders of the race Wolfat! Or Catof? Does the Catwolf sounds better? I don't know yet but the point is that our babies will be smart and beautiful!"
"Mrs. Melody Drafaylum."💕