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[ Happy holidays, Somnus! On Christmas morning, Somnus will find a wooden box waiting on the doorstep to his treehouse. The box is made of pine and is tied neatly with a linen ribbon and sprig of holly. When Somnus opens the box, he will find a letter placed on top of a gift. (If Somnus is not presently living anywhere, the gift will be waiting at the smithy he and Alphen use.)

Written in Zelda's picturesque cursive handwriting, the letter reads as follows: ]

Dearest Sir Knight,

Warm tidings to you during this holy season.

It is customary in my kingdom to present gifts to one's friends and family in honor of our patron goddess. As She blessed us with gifts of light and love, even in the darkest days, so too do we share our blessings with our loved ones.

As we celebrate this season away from our families and homelands, that is all the more reason to treasure the friendships we forge in Songerein. I hope you will accept this gift.

May the Goddess smile upon you,
Zelda

[ Inside the box is a linen scarf, hand sewn by Zelda. It is a rich purple color, embroidered at both ends with cream-colored thread in an elegant iris motif. When one's aquaintence is a suit of armor given life, it's difficult to think of a gift that they will enjoy. But perhaps a nice mantle will help soften Somnus's intimidating ten-foot fully-armored stature. ]

[It's been several, several weeks since Tifa had lost the courage to reach out to some of those people who had tumbled into her dreams. She had resolved, afterwards, to find each of them and thank them for helping her through those recurring nightmares, but when the time had actually come for her to find a gift and go knocking on their door, she found herself paralyzed before she could even go out and find something.

So it won't be for at least another month until Somnus gets a note from Tifa, her neat handwriting reaching out to him in the journals, because once that's out there, there's not going back.]

Hi Somnus. It's Tifa. Are you free for me to stop by sometime? Or we can meet somewhere if that's better for you. Let me know.

[ Given that Somnus never seems to use the magic journal network, he's not the easiest person to contact on the fly. So Somnus will find a polite, if enigmatic, letter from Zelda at his home. ]

Somnus,

I hope this letter finds you well. An unexpected situation has arisen and I would value your counsel on the matter. At your earliest convenience, I ask you relay to me when and where we might meet.

With kind regards,
Zelda

[ At the sound of the door opening to the smithy, he lifts his head, looking up from where he works on what appears to be a hilt of some kind. At seeing the one who enters, he stands, setting down his tools in the process. ]

Hail, Kisara.

[ They last saw each other on the train. Today, no longer cursed to be a toy soldier, he's dressed in his usual tunic, with a black toga draped over his shoulder. ]

[ On Christmas morning (or whenever he next visits the smithy), Somnus will find a large, flat box, neatly wrapped waiting for him in the smithy. A letter is attached, written in Zelda's pristine cursive handwriting. ]

Dear Somnus,

Kind regards to you on this holiday.

Much has happened in the year that has passed since I last sent you a gift for Goddess Day. I don't believe I even knew your name then. This year, I have been blessed to finally meet you face to face.

In return for your protection and your steadfast counsel, I hope you will find this gift to your liking.

May the Goddess smile upon you,
Zelda, Princess of Hyrule

[ Folded neatly within the box is an indigo colored chlamys, hemmed with golden thread in an intricate pattern prominently featuring the Lucis-Caelum sigil she remembers from his armor. It's hand stitched and must have taken Zelda ages to complete. ]

[ A small package has been left in the smithy on Christmas day, neatly folded parchment sealed in crimson wax bearing the royal crest of Hyrule. Inside, gently wrapped in tissue paper, is a single, pressed sylleblossom, along with a brief note, unaddressed and unsigned. Less a gift, perhaps, and more a memorial, as the winter season is one that frequently leaves the princess melancholic. ]

This was the only bloom to survive my return to Hyrule. It is my hope that the seeds I managed to harvest from it will blossom in the coming spring.

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