The last flourish

[Lady Edfeil]

It had taken time. Certainly she had learned to write as a child. And certainly she had been writing oft these last years. Endless letters it seemed, at times. And her handwriting had been... precise, careful. Yet it nae usually had the style and flourish that she had wanted for this. Certainly she could have used the monks of the nearby abbey, but for some reason it nae seemed right. Besides, she nae wished to draw too much attention to the planning. And therefor she had done it herself. And done it again. And again. Writing late into the night when she was certain Dream had retreated her quarters with the children. And now finally, it was finished, and copied, and ready to be send out on the morrow.
With a sigh of relief she closed the ink horn and allowed everything to dry.








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((obviously, oocly, Lady Dream knows of this party as we needed to assure her presence, but the details of what is happening are kept from her.))

[Dream Loxley]

Its beautiful.....thank you! Although of course I know nothing.......