A peregrine falcon circled the home of Tera de le Fontaine, swooped low and landed on the sill of Tera?s bedchamber. On one of its legs was tied with a green ribbon, a small scrolled parchment. Upon untying the parchment the falcon took to the sky, disappearing quickly. Des could see the scroll held a dark green seal with a small tree and star atop. Upon opening the missive, the same tree and star was embossed in the upper right hand corner of the parchment. A flowing feminine script in dark blue ink read:
Tera de La Fontaine;
Word had reached us of the loss of your beloved to a storm at sea. Please allow Prince de Bouillon and me to extend our sincere concern and sympathy at your loss. Words of wisdom on the loss of one so loved are useless, for the empty grief and soul rending agony cannot be described with words.
If I could be of any service, please do not hesitate to contact me. Should you need time away, you are welcome to stay as a guest in Eldicor. Here you will have solitude and healing, for it is the last hold of the Noldor.
Yours in Service;
His Royal Highness, Prince Philippe de Bouillon
Her Majesty, Teleperien, Queen of Eldicor
Tera de La Fontaine;
Word had reached us of the loss of your beloved to a storm at sea. Please allow Prince de Bouillon and me to extend our sincere concern and sympathy at your loss. Words of wisdom on the loss of one so loved are useless, for the empty grief and soul rending agony cannot be described with words.
If I could be of any service, please do not hesitate to contact me. Should you need time away, you are welcome to stay as a guest in Eldicor. Here you will have solitude and healing, for it is the last hold of the Noldor.
Yours in Service;
His Royal Highness, Prince Philippe de Bouillon
Her Majesty, Teleperien, Queen of Eldicor