[Everdawn]

"bye..." Madea repeated as Aleia went off. "Alone -again-" she sighed. Her almost black eyes now dull and black again. She then rummaged through her bag looking for her leather gloves and put them on. Peering into her bag she drew out a piece of parchment and a pen and began to write. A look of hard concearntration etched on the young woman's face.

To: General Nillo Obisentauri, Of Dol Amroth.
Dear Father
By now, you must surely have noticed that I am gone. (Though I will understand if you haven't noticed.) You most certanily must know why I have run away. This is the only way that i fear I will get through to you, I do not want to marry any soldier which you have chosen for me.

Nor do I wish to marry for a long time yet, and at nearly seventeen, i see no reason. YOu may argue that many a woman is married before this age, but I will say to you that I am a different person, you have never given me a chance to live my life, or even go anywhere. To you father, i say this. I am safe, wherever I am, and I am Happy!

Do not send anyone to look for me, and I have the rangers of The North on my side, you have been warned. They have their ways of letting me know if you have sent people to take me home. I may return in due time, but that is MY decision.
-Madea Obisentauri

Madea stopped to tie her long black hair up out of the way. "well, At least that will get the message across I hope." she sighed. Madea took her time to gaze around the room, she watched intently at the people. There were two men talking, and other women, hobbits and elves. She stuffed the letter into her bag, making a mental note to find a messenger to take it to Dol Amroth. "Now for a glass of wine and company" she sighed and sat alone at her table.