My Dearest Love,

I tended to the gardens today, the roses are in bloom. I hope you return to see them, I know how much you love the roses. I also purchased a copy of the book we spoke of two winters ago. It's riveting. The attention to the fine details are immaculate, just as you said they were. I see why you enjoy it so. Perhaps when you return, we can read it together. I miss hearing you read to me. We can cuddle by the fire like we used to. But until you return, I will read alone.

Ever yours,
Loki      

My Dearest Loki,

I miss you dearly, too. I long for your embrace. I wish I could see the roses with you, they are always so beautiful. Pick me some will you? You know how to keep them alive with you magic. Hopefully, father will allow me to return to you soon and I can see them. I cannot wait to read with you again.

Forever yours,
Y/n         

My Dearest Love,

Of course I will pick roses for you, and no matter the time, I will keep them well for you when you return. I will pick tulips for you when they bloom as well. I will have a grand bouquet of all your favorite flora prepared for you. Mother is eager for your return as well, she misses you just as much as I. She wishes to throw a ball when you come back to us. One with the finest of wine and treats of your liking. She's even requested the seamstresses to prepare a gown for you to attend in, and a suit to be tailored for me so that we may match. Father predicts a wedding. Though surprising, I do not object. Perhaps then you may stay here in Asgard with me.

Ever yours,
Loki