Presenting... First Son of Trayu

Dear First Son of Trayu,

You were born while the men of the tribe were bravely battling in the Love Wars, upon the plain of 1,000 stakes. I find this somehow fitting for you. Magda will say it is.. auspicious. An omen of how brave and bold you will be. I will tell her this is absurd of course, because you are the First, and only, son of Trayu. You are already brave and bold by virtue of your blood alone. You are unable to walk and can barely hold up your own head but you already bear the weight of a family. You are a legacy. The last of his line.

Your sister already protects you like a vicious asp. She has swatted adult hands who have reached to stroke your soft cheek. They do not always see the amusement in this, not like I do. I hope one day you do as well. Especially when you find yourself defending something she has said or done. And you will. Of little else have I ever been so sure of.

I know you have no father; he had to leave us before we even knew you were coming. Nothing would have made him happier then to know this, First Son of Trayu. He was waiting his whole life for you. While you will never know him as I did, I promise to never let you forget him, or how much he loves you, even now, from the sky.

You are not alone, child. There are men in your life, and I will make sure that it is always so. When you look for the guidance of a man you will turn to Fonce, I expect, as your sister does and I do. Lei has already secured him as your tutor in all things related to wheels and paga. And I cannot think of a better teacher. But I caution you, my son, to be mindful of what you let Fonce show you. While there is no other man on the Harriga I would rather mentor your youth.. there is also no other man I fear as much to teach you. There are parts of Fonce the Tuchuk that I cannot ignore, parts that are too dark for even the brightest slivers of sunshine. Your sister is fearless of those parts of him and sometimes I think I see glimmers in her face, glimmers of those parts. Glimmers that grasp at my heart and squeeze.

Be careful, First Son of Trayu.

Be careful, what you learn from him.

And never forget that no matter what you are loved. No matter what.