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piosenniel · 04-29-2003, 03:12 AM

30 Nárië

The face to face meeting was not destined to be that day. Cami was still sleeping when Pio awoke. Mithadan had spoken briefly to her earlier, that Gilly was on her way back to the Inn, coming north from Stock Road on the small track to the Three-Farthing Stone.

Going to her desk, she pulled out a piece of clean paper and dipping her quill in the inkwell, wrote a short note to Cami.

Dear Cami,

Have gone to fetch Gilly. Will be back later this evening. Mithadan has told me Rose is safe with him and Bird, and will continue on with them to their meeting place with the troublemakers. I am sorry, but that is all I know at present.

~~ Piosenniel ~~

Maura was nowhere to be seen as she passed through the Common Room and out to the stable to find Hob. He was busy shoeing one of the horses which had cracked a hoof, and was a little apprehensive when she asked him to make ready the pony cart for her.

His eyes darted up at her from his work on the hoof, and he raised his eyebrows in question at her request, wondering what Cook or Prim would have to say about it.

‘Never mind what they may have to say about it, Hob!’ she admonished him. Her words echoed his thoughts, startling him. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ he replied, setting the horse’s leg down gently to the ground, and watching as the owner walked the horse for him, while he checked for eveness in the gait.

The pony was soon in harness, and Hob lent Pio an arm as she climbed to the seat of the cart. Bending down, she handed him the folded note, asking him to give it to Cami when she awoke.

‘I will be back before supper, I think – with Gilly in tow. Tell Cook and Prim I will see them then.’

She clucked to the pony, flicking the reins gently on her flanks, and headed south.

04-29-2003, 03:12 AM	#355
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	30 Nárië The face to face meeting was not destined to be that day. Cami was still sleeping when Pio awoke. Mithadan had spoken briefly to her earlier, that Gilly was on her way back to the Inn, coming north from Stock Road on the small track to the Three-Farthing Stone. Going to her desk, she pulled out a piece of clean paper and dipping her quill in the inkwell, wrote a short note to Cami. Dear Cami, Have gone to fetch Gilly. Will be back later this evening. Mithadan has told me Rose is safe with him and Bird, and will continue on with them to their meeting place with the troublemakers. I am sorry, but that is all I know at present. ~~ Piosenniel ~~ Maura was nowhere to be seen as she passed through the Common Room and out to the stable to find Hob. He was busy shoeing one of the horses which had cracked a hoof, and was a little apprehensive when she asked him to make ready the pony cart for her. His eyes darted up at her from his work on the hoof, and he raised his eyebrows in question at her request, wondering what Cook or Prim would have to say about it. ‘Never mind what they may have to say about it, Hob!’ she admonished him. Her words echoed his thoughts, startling him. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ he replied, setting the horse’s leg down gently to the ground, and watching as the owner walked the horse for him, while he checked for eveness in the gait. The pony was soon in harness, and Hob lent Pio an arm as she climbed to the seat of the cart. Bending down, she handed him the folded note, asking him to give it to Cami when she awoke. ‘I will be back before supper, I think – with Gilly in tow. Tell Cook and Prim I will see them then.’ She clucked to the pony, flicking the reins gently on her flanks, and headed south. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.