[Everdawn]

Vieana sat drumming her fingers on the bureau in the sitting room. Averyll had returned home while she had been writing her findings in her own diary, no words had passed between the two all morning as they were both wrapped in their thoughts., and Elen still seemed to be out, attending somewhere with Tessa.

She had reviewed the past days findings in her mind. It was indeed strange the situation she had found herself in here in Minas Tirith. Vieana had come now partly becuase Finduilas requested her to but also to gain some training at the great medical schools which she had so far failed to inquire about. She was severly doubting that she wanted to be a fully practising medic, and while Dardanir had encouraged it Vieana had wanted it more than anything in the world.

She had hardly guessed that she would be playing spy for the Steward. Just then Lessawen came scurring into the room, in her little cane basket were three letters. "Come now, what news?" Vieana asked in wonder at the three envelopes. "I dont know Lady, but there is one each for yourself, Lady Averyll and Lady Elen."

"Thankyou" she mumrered reaching for the letter opener. Her eyes ran rapidly asross the letter several times before she hurried with it quickly to Averyll who was still in her room. "Averyll" she said as she tapped on the door.

"Come in" she said and so Vieana did. "A letter!, one came for you as well, though i can only assume that it says the same thing. Anyway, its form Lady Pelien. Can you believe it! A luncheon, two days." She paused while Averyll opened her letter in turn and took the time to read. Vieana sat herself down on a princess lounge in the corner of the room. Averyll got to one part of the letter and her eyes widened. "Yes, see who is coming, the rude man from the Sorting house." Vieana said angrily.

"He was so very rude, and i was very sweet to him, to all of them it was very funny. Well, what do you think?" she asked waiting for Averyll's opinion of the letter.