Dear Princess,
  I am struggling to accept your passing. You were the light that illuminated our emperor's entire empire. Your radiance and positivity lifted our spirits, even in the darkest times. I will forever envy your kindness. When the lower city teetered on the brink of starvation due to the Golden Infection, you defied orders to stay within the palace walls. You traveled to the edge of the continent, seeking those willing to trade supplies. In other cities, the rich and noble wouldn't give a loaf of bread to starving children, yet you went without food for weeks. The children were initially frightened by your frail, sickly body as you approached them with sustenance, but they will never forget the starving angel who saved them.