If you believe I am to bow your feet you are mistaken. For too long this village has lived in fear of you. Come out, hiding like a child will earn you no pity. Face me coward! Face the wrath you have created! Those who torment the weak have hell to pay when faced with punishment from God’s hand, unfortunately for you I am far more cruel than any God.

After speaking with Letta I can confirm she is working with the fairies. Not for any malicious intent but rather how so many young Blanks fall, being charmed. She heard the call of the guitar played by a handsome young poet and became enchanted. Nothing to fault her for at all. I will bring her to a safe house so she may hide from the church well I find a way to break her belonging. I pray that we can keep as many of these young women away from the gallows as possible, not that our friends in Blockula are making it any easier.