It pleased me to have a letter in my possession bearing your family seal. I was glad that my master of game was able to get my message to you.
I can think of no reason why communication between a man and his king ought to be secretive, but these are strange times.
The blood of an Englishman is in your veins, and so I trust you as one of God’s Own People. The sights you beheld are strange to me still, but I know your innate mental fortitude is too strong for trickery.
Do what you must on your journey, but remember that all roads lead back to Windsor. Let the Irishman continue to think himself the leader, but keep me informed, and visit me often. I will do what I can to endear myself to the rest of your comrades. If the devil’s work is truly afoot, then England must be ready for it. And if we happen to be more ready than the people of other nations, then that would only be a sign from God that our victory is immanent.
Go forth in the man of your country, chivalry, and God.