Dear Rasputina,
How are you my lass?
I'm afraid Lilith seems to be going a bit rough on your poor Ice Gamin that seems to have been left behind last night. She has the poor thing making novelty ice-cubes and well the poor thing looks close to breaking if you pardon the pun.
I tell you what, since you didn't manage to catch up with me last night, how about I stage a daring rescue mission with my Belles and liberate the little guy? In return you never use December's Curse on me ever again, deal?
Kind Regards,
Seamus.