*Nienna Telmnar stood in her office looking out the window at the masses of employees organizing a strike. She recognized Stewart the Nazgul handing out picket signs. A news van pulled into the parking lot. Things were quickly becoming out of hand. What's more, the Lord Sauron seemed to have disapeared.*
"My Lady?"
Nienna turned to face her secretary Ailin.
"Any news on who leaked all of this to the reporters?"
"Nothing positive m'lady. Though the name Gilbo seems to keep coming up."
Nienna sighed. "Sauron couldn't have picked a worse time to go on vacation. I don't frighten these cretures enough to snap them back in line. That's his specialty not mine. We have a big problem here, Ailin."
Ailin was quiet for a minute, then pulled out the letter she'd been hiding in her grey robes.
"Actually, My Lady; it's not our problem to deal with anymore...It's time." With that she handed the letter to Nienna although she already new what it said.
"It's from Cirdan. They need me back at the Grey Havens...they need my ship. " She looked up to where Ailin was smiling sadly at her.
"We must leave now my Lady, if we are to make it to the docks before nightfall. The others will be waiting for us there. I'll go prepare our things."
With that Ailin gave a small bow and left. Nienna went to her closet and pulled out her long grey cloak and her belt with her dagger. Her quiver and bow were hidden away as Sauron didn't like weapons in his park. Wrapping the soft cloth around her she stopped once more at her desk to write a hurried final notice. She didn't like leaving like this but unfortunatly, she had no choice.
To CEO Sauron:
My apologies for the crudeness of this later but I regret to inform you that I must now leave your service. As you know I run a Telerian ship that is always on reserve. I have just learned that we will be leaving much sooner than expected. It seems there has been a huge influx of my brothers and sisters departing for the west and they need my ship to handle the overflow.
Most likely I will not be returning. I'm sorry to leave you with all these newly arisen problems, but my first loyalty has always, and will always be to my people. By the time you recieve this I will have left along with the rest of the Teleri. I have left my keys to the office and the security codes in an envelope in the bottom drawer of my desk.
Farewell,
Nienna Telmnar
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