Your Imperial Grace, surly I have not earned your personal ire for my
actions? I mean, in light of recent events, surly there is another who
has done something far less worse than I who could gain your ire. That
is the point of all of this is it not? The Imperium is to find the most
pointless reason they can find to call a Blood hunt. Well I say let the
hunt begin! Bouchard will stand, no matter what happens, and in the end,
we will see whose Blood ties are stronger. The crumbling Imperium that
is now in the hands of a fool, or House Bouchard that is newly awakened
and every day gaining strength? History has a way of repeating itself,
Grand Duke Povox. In the time of Kauller, the Imperium was all but
broken because of House Bouchard. Are you and the rest of Khalifa
Tzevi's dogs ready for that consequence?

In response to the "something special" you have so graciously planned
for me, I would like to say I cannot wait. Perhaps our next meeting,
will be just as entertaining as our last. One more thing, Povox, before
I take my quill from this paper. Surly you have not forgotten your Blood
peerage that your Imperium holds so sacred? I am an Arch Duke, not just
a Duke. I will accept thine apology for addressing me wrong and for
slaying Thralls from Bouchard, either via a Sapience-wide shout
something along the lines of "Please forgive me, Your Grace Sayre of the
great Bouchard House," or through a demonstration of your respect for
Bouchard by crawling through the West Gate of Bloodloch, and kissing the
feet of Procell. Until then, my dearest Imperial Grace, I hope you
understand we will not be even.

Penned with a quill I stole from Tzevi's birth mother

In service of Darkness;
Arch Duke Sayre Bouchard

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Khepary, in the year 180 MA.