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"When I first beheld her, there at our private meeting at Camp Dragonhead, I was instantly smitten. She radiated a golden light the likes of which I could not then describe, but now, only so many years later, do I begin even so much as to grasp. Her hair shone gold as the morning sun; her lips were as red as the rose in full bloom; her cheeks, flushed a soft pink from the freezing cold, were still the color of pure milk. The hearth fueled and stoked, she had set aside her heavy coat to reveal a pearlescent-white gown beneath to match the white cap that adorned her head, which let her hair flow freely down. She was nothing short of angelic in my eyes. Though we were there to conduct diplomatic business, I stole as many glances as I possibly could of that radiant vision. For as nervous as she appeared in those first moments of our meeting, I later came to learn, to my great joy and contentment, that she had been so only because she had felt smitten by me."

From the Private Memoirs of Aymeric the Blue, posthumously styled Prince of Ishgard, published by his son and heir, the natural son of the Warrior of Light, Aymeric II

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"When I first beheld her, there at our private meeting at Camp Dragonhead, I was instantly smitten. She radiated a golden light the likes of which I could not then describe, but now, only so many years later, do I begin even so much as to grasp. Her hair shone gold as the morning sun; her lips were as red as the rose in full bloom; her cheeks, flushed a soft pink from the freezing cold, were still the color of pure milk. The hearth fueled and stoked, she had set aside her heavy coat to reveal a pearlescent-white gown beneath to match the white cap that adorned her head, which let her hair flow freely down. She was nothing short of angelic in my eyes. Though we were there to conduct diplomatic business, I stole as many glances as I possibly could of that radiant vision. For as nervous as she appeared in those first moments of our meeting, I later came to learn, to my great joy and contentment, that she had been so only because she had felt smitten by me."

From the Private Memoirs of Aymeric the Blue, posthumously styled Prince of Ishgard, published by his son and heir, the natural son of the Warrior of Light, Aymeric II