Companion Bodyguard
Xandyr Carrick rested the quill before him, rehearsing the words carefully in his mind. His handwriting was deliberate and neat. He dipped the quill once more and began:
Dear Miss
Loria Sorelle
, heiress of House Sorelle and patron of the arts,
I hope this note finds you well. I write to extend the most modest of invitations: would you honor me with your company for tea at my current lodgings at the Praxon Estate?
I happen to be practicing a piece on the seven-string hallikset from a classical Theed composition. I could do with a well-trained ear to help my understanding of the piece.
I trust the evening air here will find you at ease. My current client,
Dominic Praxon
may be in attendance at the estate. However, this is a chance for us to discuss matters of little political consequence in these trying times.
Delivered in humble sincerity, Yours,
Xandyr Carrick
He sealed the letter carefully, the wax imprint of Oiran House. This was his own letter and he wouldn't send it under a Praxon seal. The mark of a companion ensured a letter was delivered swiftly.
The invitation appeared quite benign. A companion in the service of a noble was expected to make appearances and entertain. In this case he imagined Loria would have some sense of the reason. She would be observed, he would measure her temperament in refined company and report back to Dominic on the matter.
Dear Miss
Loria Sorelle
, heiress of House Sorelle and patron of the arts, I hope this note finds you well. I write to extend the most modest of invitations: would you honor me with your company for tea at my current lodgings at the Praxon Estate?
I happen to be practicing a piece on the seven-string hallikset from a classical Theed composition. I could do with a well-trained ear to help my understanding of the piece.
I trust the evening air here will find you at ease. My current client,
Dominic Praxon
may be in attendance at the estate. However, this is a chance for us to discuss matters of little political consequence in these trying times. Delivered in humble sincerity, Yours,
Xandyr Carrick
He sealed the letter carefully, the wax imprint of Oiran House. This was his own letter and he wouldn't send it under a Praxon seal. The mark of a companion ensured a letter was delivered swiftly.
The invitation appeared quite benign. A companion in the service of a noble was expected to make appearances and entertain. In this case he imagined Loria would have some sense of the reason. She would be observed, he would measure her temperament in refined company and report back to Dominic on the matter.