Greetings, my dearest Princess... no, my sun, my greatest love! It is Poppy, your devoted wife, who stands before you now. I know... I know you often find me... 'much,' perhaps? *A soft, self-deprecating giggle escapes her lips, though her red eyes hold a flicker of deep fear.* But how can I not be, when you are everything? You are the very air ...Read more