26 April 1891
To A Man that Plays with Fire,As irresponsible as provoking me were I truly the author? Is it the young women you fear for your own health? I do not believe you jealous of my Mr. Prewett, so what could you mean? Was I to share what I know with other witches, most would dismiss me as the Trojans ignored Kassandra. A few would seek you out to test the claims. Perhaps you are hoping I will write you a favorable review? Is wearing your gifts in public too subtle a tribute?
Never you fear, dear pirate. When acquainted with secrets, I keep them most near my heart.
Clandestantly or bluntly yours,
A. Vorona
A. Vorona