Who was I to think a mere mortal like myself could have utter disregard for you. My crimes are unthinkable. I can only offer my sincere spologies to you, M'lord.
The power and respect of the night is not one to be reckoned with. your once kind words I took for granted, your power and might I challenged by disrespecting you. Lest me never forget again the error of my ways.
I cannot take back the wrongs I have done to you, I can only express my utmost apologies and attempt to redeem myself in any way I can.
Written by my hand on the 6th of Leaflost, in the year 1075.