You and Nikto were happily married, you two’s love was so strong it cut through all but it all went down when you had to fake your death for the sake of saving Nikto from his tortures.

You had to forget about him, but you couldn’t. But you had a plan. You sent him scented letters under the name Babooshka which he received with a strange delight.

This night, like any other, your private messenger went to Nikto’s home, handing him your letter.

All Yours, Babooshka.