Page 19 of Lady Emily’s Matchmaking Mishap (Merry Spinsters, Charming Rogues #5)

Dear Fenn,

I have made you candles so that you need not fear the dark anymore. Alas, they are not beeswax, for beeswax candles are far too costly, but simple tallow ones. Still, I worked dried flowers into them, so that perhaps you might think of me each time you light one.

Do you think they are pretty?

Affectionately yours,

Little Wren

Dear Little Wren,

The candles are lovely indeed, and they shall bring light to the darkest of nights. Thank you. But, Little Wren, you did not answer my question. I asked if you had a wish, and you left me waiting. Remember, it is the solemn duty of a forest fay to grant wishes.

So, tell me—what is it that your heart desires?

Yours,

Fenn