Dear Benjamen,

I get the impression from your last letter that you hold a few ill feelings towards me at this time. I'm not sure I understand exactly where all of this unfounded aggression is coming from. I assure you that my only intent is to help you; however, I am willing to respect your boundaries if you truly feel you do not wish to keep regular contact with me.

I do see where you state that you have been overworked in your role of Development Coordinator. It sounds as though the population there became rather large much more quickly than we might have expected. In hopes that maybe I can alleviate some of these stresses and your overinflated workload, I am sending along a gift to you with this message.

Her name is Dawnstar. She is a student at the Academy for Gifted and Talented Unicorns here in Canterlot and is almost through with her third semester of advanced classes. Since she is looking to fulfill a role in management someday, I believe that perhaps an internship at an actual starting settlement would be a great learning experience for her. I trust that she will be able to return the favor by doing any of your work you feel you must delegate to her for time's and health's sake. I have the utmost confidence in her ability to serve in the role of your personal assistant until such a time that you are dismissed from your station at Songring.

Since you also seem so hesitant to correspond with me specifically, I will instead request status reports from Dawnstar in your place. Do know that I will still be readily awaiting a time when you find it appropriate to send me another letter about the state of affairs there, and you can always take back the responsibility should you feel the need.

As a final note before I close this letter, I just wish you to know that I apologize. I never intended for the merchant caravan to cause you so much trouble: It was a joint decision amongst the investors to use a privately-owned supplier for Songring due to the staggering costs that had gone into the groundwork of this settlement. If you feel that such a decision has endangered Songring's wellbeing, please let me know, and I will ensure that the arrangements are altered before your next scheduled caravan visit.

Hopefully Yours,
Princess Celestia

Dear Princess Celestia,

You find me at a time of unfortunate despair. We have had a tragedy befall one of ours here at Songring, and right now we are in the process of mourning his passing. A mechanic sent to us by the name of Tick Tock has passed away. I am sorry if my letter is brief, but I simply lack the heart to write much right now.

The merchant has not endangered Songring's well-being; my misconception that it was intended to be a supply shipment is what put us in dire straights. I request that in the future, such information be made more clear to me so that I may appropriately plan ahead to avoid future mishaps like what occurred last winter.

I will not claim to understand your reasoning behind sending Dawnstar out here to learn from an amateur like myself, but the help is welcome all the same. I will be letting her handle correspondence and status reports for me from here on, mostly because I am sure she will have more time and observations to write than I will. Thank you for the thoughtfulness in that regard.

Dutifully yours,
Benjamen Prodder.