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My dearest Hannibal,

I hope you will forgive me but I am rather more worn out than even a good night’s sleep is cure for and I find myself lethargic this morning.

I promised to meet you for breakfast and share tales of my adventure in exchange for your wonderful company, and I earnestly desire to hold to that. May I beg your indulgence that we might postpone until lunchtime? By doing so, I hope my own company might be more enjoyable and less prone to yawning.

Send word to me by the rats.

Yours,
Sinric.