Brother, I hope this letter finds you well, for I know that we did not part on the best of terms. When you got the invitation to Orsinium, I was adamant that you were on a fool's errand and insisted that you stay and help run father's business with me. When your first gift arrived, I nearly wrote you to tell you how wrong I was. The generous sack of gold saved the shop and kept your brother-in-law and nieces fed for weeks. Lucky for me, the magistrate decided the dispute in my favor: "Let the buyer beware." Whatever this beast is, you are a fool for sending one to me. Please do not send another.