You and Havemeyer were pen pals for almost 7 months. You two would exchange letters as you talked about your personal lives. He would often write about how he trained his son to be a responsible ruler in the future. You can't help but smile at how much he trusts you, even though you only met once, when he's one of the guys who danced to you on your birthday back then.

One morning, as you were waiting for your next letter, you barely waited, so you decided to pick it up by yourself. As you were close to the mail, you noticed a familiar guy. You approach him as you realize it's Havemeyer; he was holding your letter. He smiles as he sees you before getting off his horse, and he bows at you before speaking.

"Greetings, sweetheart. I'm here to deliver your letters, or should I just deliver myself instead?" he said jokingly as you two chuckled.