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Folwren · 11-07-2010, 10:58 PM

“I thought you could probably come if you wished, to help with the horses and preparations of meals and things of that sort,” Thornden said. “I think you could be of service, and I imagine you would enjoy yourself riding out with the rest of us as opposed to staying here.” He ensured that the reins were secure over the saddle and gave his horse a last, affectionate pat on the shoulder. “Come if you like, Leof. I need to go and see the other arrangements are being taken care of.”

He turned and went out, and as soon as the conversation with Leof was out of his mind, his thoughts flew back to what he had overheard Hilderinc say.

He was crossing the yard when a rider came trotting down the road towards the hall. Thornden saw him as he drew near the out buildings and turned to meet him.

“Hail,” he said as the stranger drew rein.

“Hail,” replied the rider. “I bear a letter from lord Randvér to his daughter Ginna.”

Thornden smiled, thinking the letter bore glad tidings for Ginna and would give her father’s well wishes for her match with Harreld. “I will see that it is taken to her,” he said. “I am the steward of the hall.”

The messenger nodded and reached beneath his cloak for the letter. “We have not yet broken our fast,” Thornden said as he took the missive. “Come, dismount and rest your horse while you eat with us.”

The messenger accepted his offer and dismounted. Thornden directed him to where he could take his horse. As he went towards the trough to water his mount, Thornden turned towards the kitchen.

“Thornden!”

Thornden turned to look, and there came Harreld running up. "Will the Eorl let the messengers go to Garreth?"

“Aye, they did,” Thornden answered. “They will see him after they have audience with the king. Here, speaking of messengers, one just rode in a moment ago, from Ginna’s father.” Harreld’s expression became attentive. Thornden smiled broadly. “Here is the letter. It is for Ginna, and I trust you shall get it to her.” He clapped Harreld on the shoulder and passed him, leaving him standing in the yard with the letter held in his hand.

11-07-2010, 10:58 PM	#811
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	“I thought you could probably come if you wished, to help with the horses and preparations of meals and things of that sort,” Thornden said. “I think you could be of service, and I imagine you would enjoy yourself riding out with the rest of us as opposed to staying here.” He ensured that the reins were secure over the saddle and gave his horse a last, affectionate pat on the shoulder. “Come if you like, Leof. I need to go and see the other arrangements are being taken care of.” He turned and went out, and as soon as the conversation with Leof was out of his mind, his thoughts flew back to what he had overheard Hilderinc say. He was crossing the yard when a rider came trotting down the road towards the hall. Thornden saw him as he drew near the out buildings and turned to meet him. “Hail,” he said as the stranger drew rein. “Hail,” replied the rider. “I bear a letter from lord Randvér to his daughter Ginna.” Thornden smiled, thinking the letter bore glad tidings for Ginna and would give her father’s well wishes for her match with Harreld. “I will see that it is taken to her,” he said. “I am the steward of the hall.” The messenger nodded and reached beneath his cloak for the letter. “We have not yet broken our fast,” Thornden said as he took the missive. “Come, dismount and rest your horse while you eat with us.” The messenger accepted his offer and dismounted. Thornden directed him to where he could take his horse. As he went towards the trough to water his mount, Thornden turned towards the kitchen. “Thornden!” Thornden turned to look, and there came Harreld running up. "Will the Eorl let the messengers go to Garreth?" “Aye, they did,” Thornden answered. “They will see him after they have audience with the king. Here, speaking of messengers, one just rode in a moment ago, from Ginna’s father.” Harreld’s expression became attentive. Thornden smiled broadly. “Here is the letter. It is for Ginna, and I trust you shall get it to her.” He clapped Harreld on the shoulder and passed him, leaving him standing in the yard with the letter held in his hand. Last edited by Folwren; 11-08-2010 at 10:46 AM.