Sendings to a Loved one

[Jonel]

Anzhela Novikov sits sulking infront of the hearth in the Two Winds Inn as Amilynn walks up behind her placing her arms around her shoulders.

" So how are you doing now that you cannot find Discord?"

The sudden touch and words cause Anzhela to jump slightly and smile at the same time. " worried........I miss him."

Leaning down and kissing her head Amilynn asks, "Did you try to send for him? Magically of course."

Anzhela shakes her head responding, " I don't know how.....and I don't know where to find the scrolls."

" I could send a message for you." Amilynn offers.

" That would be appreciated, but.......let me think of the words......he is one who loves a riddle," said with a smile on her lips.

Amilynn then "hmm's" for a moment before saying, " Silver eyes seek to see you, silver scales seek to hold you close, and silver tongue seeks to speak to you soon."

Giving a laugh, " That would be to easy for him," looks thoughtful as she talks. " He likes a GOOD riddle."

"You wanted hard? I was going for cute," she says smiling, " I'm afraid I am not very good at those."

Anzhela smiles looking at the fire for a moment and then speaks softly, " The bearer of the fairy bracelet awaits the return of the one who re-ignited the flame of her heart, In the place where promises made and oaths sworn will she be found." Looks up at Amilynn for her approval.

Smiling at Anzhela, "I think that will work, and if not I can always send mine."

[Machiavelli]

A response to the sending comes back, so garbled as to be almost unintelligible.

"Little strings, silly strings. They must be tugged, and the tapestry will change. The faeries know. The Silver One knows."