A Letter from Trebricent to the King of Pitax

"Most wise sovereign of the most thriving kingdom! I hasten to inform my King that the secret mission with which you graciously entrusted me has reached its destination. This place's name sounds far from the music of heavenly spheres, and never would I dare risk insulting your eyes with the image of ignoble syllables, but for the sake of accuracy, I must inform you of our location. The settlement is called Littletown (and rightly so, I must add). The inn we have settled in for the night in is located at the edge of the forest. In the morning, feathered minstrels delight my ears and the ears of my less talented brethren in pen and rhyme, and I am imbued with the grace of loyalty to my King. Though, the same cannot be said of some of the above-mentioned brethren, whose unworthy mouths have the audacity to express dissatisfaction with their fate. As for me, if it be the royal will, I would kneel before you and read my most refined sonnet, inspired by the local nature, which I enjoy at your command. I humbly assure you that my King will never be affected by the shadow of doubt over the fairness of the decision to send your obedient servant on such an important mission, which all of us, by the way — and me most of all — are ready to start immediately! With my lowest bow to Your Highness, Trebricent of Cordelon"