Various responses to various letters!
Can I come home? Please? I don’t want to be here anymore.
You are welcome to seek me out at my Snowflood residence. Due to the delicate and hazardous nature of my wife’s medicinal garden, your dog will need to remain at the gate. I will come to the dog, if he is involved in your commission.
Guradan of Snowflood
Mr. Geffy Glazier, Snowflood,
Geffy, I am very pleased with the bead. It will adorn the rest of my festival attire like the perfect dollop of whipped cream covers a bit of cake. You have my sincere thanks, and I do hope you visit me soon!
All the best,
Luned of Caraghaim, Stonebury.
Dear Miss Luned,
I would like to extend to you and your fellow players an invitation to audition for the Summer Festival held next month in Bree-land. Word has reached me of your fine performances, and I wonder if you might have a drama prepared, on the theme of Summer, for presentation to our Entertainment Committee.
You may return word to me at the above address, and we will speak further about the details. I hope you avail yourself of this excellent opportunity. All the best to you!
Mrs. J. Pickthron
((This is a stretch, time-wise, but just to help move little Nidhil along… Also, her father is not suggesting that Minas Tirith is about to be overrun. He’s simply a man who thinks ahead.))
My word is firm. You will remain in Bree-land with your protector until such time as it is safe to return to the City. With Laechen at your side and Dinedir close by, your life will be an easier, more prosperous one there than here. Do not consider this time apart from us life-long. When the east is not shadowed, and when women may travel without thought of peril, then will you reside with us again.
Be of good heart, daughter. If the courier is able, this letter will arrive with a few coins, no more than he can easily secret upon his person. See that he is well paid. Laechen will be a great resource to you; there is no man better suited to support you. I also include copies of our most beloved and popular formulas. You understand the lengths to which we will expect you and Laechen to protect them. I give you this phrase to help you with the cipher: on a long road, a man sees two horses.
Your mother and I miss you, but our joy is greater than our despair. Your sister and mother leave as soon as I post this to stay with your aunt in the hills. Take heart, my daughter. I hope I am a middle-aged man full of dark fancies, and that all of you will return to me within the year. But if the worst happens, know this: love is stronger than darkness and stronger than doom. You will be well in Bree-land, and I will be well knowing that my wife and my children will endure.
My heart and duty and joy are all yours, and in you they live on.
Noron of Minas Tirith