“Your Grace, I hasten to reply to Your message with all due respect required when addressing Your so noble person… How tired I am of communicating with your princely… (crossed out) mercy according to the rules! So, friend, to hell with politeness. I received your letter. I’ll answer first the second question, which you so nicely—and clumsily—masked with the first (next time don’t waste paper; I’ll be damned if I believe you care about my affairs and my health).
Now, to the point: bring your little brats to my school if you don’t mind your own dear princes. Or are the boys so guilty that you decided to make them simple rank-and-file wizards? Well, you’ve always been a sadist, and, I see, with the years you’re becoming even more ferocious. Just change their faces! Otherwise, someone might think my dump became a respectable place because that’s where the sons of the nobility are sent.
So I remain your obedient servant… all the other trash that Your Grace wants to see at the end of the letter—you can write yourself. Alastair Rickmore, Director of the School named after A. Rickmore.”