Rainbows loom

[Nephrite]

Moore offers his (much smaller) hand to shake Tyr's.

"Hope will be there, without fail." Moore says.

[Anastasia]

"Then you are a friend of this realm," Tyr decrees, "One of the True who stand to make right what went wrong."

[Nephrite]

Moore bows his head again. "You honor me with such words, Lord Tyr."

A smile breaks out across his face. "Please, do not hesitate to send any in need of Hope to me, I will do all I can."

[Anastasia]

In that there is agreement, a moment of understanding and connection.

"The way of Celestia," Cresiel murmurs.

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles and bows once more.

"Thank you for having us, Lord Tyr." Moore says. "Is there anything else for now?"

[Anastasia]

"Not for now, but later..." Tyr says, "One day."

[Nephrite]

"One day." Moore says with a smile.

"By your leave, then." He says, as he waits for that. Once they're dismissed, he will return them all to Hope's Landing!

And let out a deep breath of relief when they're there.

[Anastasia]

"Were you worried?" Cresiel asks, and quieter, "Why?"

Kaja smiles sharply, "I liked him. He's very direct and has little need for games, does he?"

[Nephrite]

Moore turns to Cresiel with a smile. "It's a feeling that's hard to shake -- when someone calls you into an important office to talk to you on a subject you're not necessarily familiar with, it creates a lot of worry."

A nod to Kaja at that. "I do appreciate straight-forwardness."

Assuming no other shenanigans, it's back to the other letters, to continue with Ilsenine's!

[Anastasia]

The letter is short and to the point.

Moore

I dreamed of Gathgorian looming above you.

Is all well? Has his shadow darkened your doorstep again?

[Nephrite]

Moore will have to communicate with his ring to her later.

He moves on to the one from Ebony!

[Anastasia]

The letter reads as follows.

I refuse to call you 'Rella, Canderella. Dear Canderella:

I hope you are well in your current situation, and do not find the climes of Ice too intolerable. Nonetheless, allow me to quote, 'Adversity leads to growth, and all growth leads to greater chances for moral clarity.' A quote from Ilmater, one that I feel suits your situation well.

In other words: I'm sorry. In a quote said by far too many, 'It seemed like a good idea at the time'. I can assure you she is not truly upset, but the situation required what it did. While I doubt it will do you any favors while you complete this task, you deserve to hear it. I hope you are back by week's end, as I owe you a warm seat, a warmer cup of tea and yet warmer hug. Accepting the quest without complaint speaks well of you, as does the interest of all side to let bygones be bygones. Once this is done, I will invite you to Sylica at our next leisure, where we can personally put this matter to rest.

We will even go looking for, and can you hear me sigh, 'electric dates'. Should that be anything more than teasing, but in my heart I do not believe you did tease me. Perhaps one of us will find a true love, though I confess I find it unlikely by the very premise. Let alone with your particular...ah, proclivities and interests. I must confess again that I find your interest in these puzzling, but perhaps they have more emotions and feelings that I would expect from their ilk.

With love, affection and the hopes that you are not too frostbitten.

Ebony.

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks.

He blinks again.

"Oh dear." He murmurs. "I wonder if she sent two by mistake...?"

He uses his Sending Stone!

'Ebony, hello. Did you, by any chance, send me a letter recently?'

[Anastasia]

'Yes, I did. Was something unclear within it?' Ebony sends back. 'Or amiss?'

[Nephrite]

'The letter meant for Canderella arrived instead. I assume Canderella received mine. I plan on using a quick spell to forget everything in this letter and will be returning it to you. Do you mind telling me the contents of the one meant for me?'