First and foremost, I want to apologize for my rude behavior. I haven't been myself lately. I feel lost, confused, torn apart. But I wish you the best of fates. Keep in mind, young one, you are strong. Always have been, and always will.
I've been tormented by my own dark thoughts. They haunt everyday, and I lash out at people because of it. I'm sorry, I truly am. I don't know what comes over me that makes me act the way I do. I can't guarantee I will always act like a gentleman, but I will always apologize when I've done wrong to you.
Recently I have seen you wandering the garden by yourself. Do you always do that? I'm sorry, it's not my place to be asking you that, but I wonder. For your own safety and well being of course. Perhaps you should find some friends, if you don't mind me saying. Even your cousin, Loth, would be a good companion for you.
Be safe, be strong, be happy.