Coatleque had just sat down on the side of her bed. She had been back for less than an hour and had made ready to turn in before she noticed the vase on the end table. Looking around the room as if she expected someone to be there, she reached for the note with a smile. It could only be from one person in recent memory.
She had to read the words twice before she could believe them. "Roen..." she sighed. "Trying times... I pray you do not think less of me for what you may have heard."
Tucking the note back under the vase so she would not lose it, she blew out the lantern and rolled over to try and sleep.
She had to read the words twice before she could believe them. "Roen..." she sighed. "Trying times... I pray you do not think less of me for what you may have heard."
Tucking the note back under the vase so she would not lose it, she blew out the lantern and rolled over to try and sleep.
