It was a lovely smile that curved her mouth, tickled the corners upward as the plastering of recommendations were read by light of lantern. Only after the sun had finished it's lazy driftings below the horizon did she ever venture a foot from her home.
Ah.. there, one did bear her name! ..and from the petit knight, of course. Charmed child.
With a tack, her own note is placed among the rest with no further time wasted. Plans tonight, meaning to venture towards the tavern -wait and see which of her pretties did appear.
The note:
Those that had the heart to welcome a strange face into their embrace of friendship, I would recognize the following in hopes that they would attend.
Phlynn, ma petit knight in shining armor.
Amelie, beloved child, adopted daughter.
Gabriella, without whom I would be utterly bored and lonely.
Isobella, allowing this one the thrill to play hero for a night.
For the unnamed gypsy, I do thank for your assistance with the care of Phlynn that horrible night that seems years ago now. I would wish to see your face and thank you one more time for your grace and kindness.
Ma golden ange ... I miss you so. Shall you return so that I may dangle upon your arm at this engagement?
Lyonette Gray
All of this was writing with feminine script, the English words having been labored at till near perfect save for a few slips of her own tounge.