Taurėwen started slightly hearing her name, but recognising the voice she looked up, her eyes sparkled lighting up her smile as she held Reynion's gaze. "I thought perhaps you had left, when I did not see you down,." she laughed airily.
"And you,I thought that perhaps I had frightened you off," Reynion smiled nervously, at this Taurewen's smile faded slightly, "Did you not get my note?" she asked, concern creasing her brow as Reynion shook his head, "But I.... oh, no!" she cried putting a hand to her lips and the other into her pocket, she slowly pulled out a carefully folded piece of parchment, which had Reynion's name delicately written on top. "Well I meant to leave it" she smiled apologetically, handed him the parchment.
She watched as he slowly and carefully unfolded the page, silently mouthing the words she had written, as he read;
Reyn, my love.
I must leave for a few days, there is a weed that grows only in these parts and is only ripe for picking during midsummer, I have been told that this weed holds a strong healing property, for mind and spirit and I just have to find out for myself if this is true, I shall return shortly.
Love, Taurėwen
"Gallows-weed, they call it here, it grows only in the marshes they aptly call midge water marshes," she laughed holding up the green weeds as evidence, their pungent smell causing those nearby to wrinkle their noses in disgust! seeing Reyn's nose wrinkle slightly she quickly returned them to her herb satchel securing it tightly, preventing the smell from escaping.
"So what news with you, what have you been up to while I was being bitten alive by midges and knee deep in cold marshy water?" she asked jovially as she finished her tea.
She still had many questions she wished to ask him, but they could wait for now as could the news she had from home, but just now she did not wish to say or do anything that would take him back to that dark time in their lives. For now she was happy just to be there with him at her side.
[ October 10, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]
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