You play well at BĂȘte Noire, Severus, but when that wreath of smoke encircles your head, I am reminded that you are just as much an Avenging Angel.
Beautiful description. It alone makes me love your story.
I loved how the letters change from hilarious to poetic, from down to earth dirty to philosophical. While I enjoyed the banter in the first letters, I love the later letters, when they already know each other so well, even better. Awesome job.