by Wendy » Thu Mar 29, 2007 12:44 pm
Madame Swinton would not misspend another moment in the tavern looking for her hidden gem. Instead, she penned an impatient missive to a remarkable girl whose timid gaze and diminutive manner she found favorable. Within days, a brief letter, sealed by the woman's kiss, would arrive, in care of the Broken Dagger Inn, escorted by a whisper that it should be delivered directly into Eleanora's hand.