Dear Federico,
I am so happy to see you pursuing your dream (of course, I'm also a little sad that my lovely little son has left my side), but I know you are so smart and will surely achieve great things. This village of ours is too small to fulfill your ambitions.
You don't know how sad I was, how many tears I shed, the day you came back covered in wounds after bravely fighting to protect an old man who was being robbed, my dear Federico... How many neighbors and young people on the street also mocked your weakness, but I know, only your mother knows, that it is all because of your kind virtues.
Believe firmly that your virtues are more powerful than your fists, Federico. Do not forget this. I hope you are doing well in Asterleeds!
P.S.: Is it cold? Are you eating well? Have you made any new friends? Is your living allowance still enough? If you have any problems, remember to write back!
With love
Mom