Locket post, Open to Both Courts

[tawarwaith]

[Although Tauriel is well rested from her extended nap, she still peers groggily into the locket, trying to come to terms with what had happened with her. Behind her, anyone who is familiar at all with the Infirmary at Caer Scrima would recognize almost immediately that was where she had found herself. It took her a few moments to be able to articulate anything beyond a blank stare. When she finally does, it is with a voice made hoarse by days of enchanted sleep.]

It seems I ended up not at all where it was I wanted to be. If I made you worry about me, I am sorry... [There was a certain bitterness and disappointment to her tone. This after all was the last place she wanted to be.] If anyone is looking for me I am back at Caer Scrima. I'm not certain what happened. One moment I was in the forest and then I woke up here... The novelty of waking up has worn off already and now I am seeking answers... Such as how did I come to be here again and where those I was traveling with are..

[She did not wish to address outright that she was traveling with people who were Seelie or potentially unaligned at this point, so she left her wording cryptic in the hopes that it would reach the right ears.]

Comments

[bythewaves]

I am glad - we worried for you, when you and Legolas both vanished. But word came to us that the Prince slept in the Seelie Castle, and so we guessed that you must have been afflicted also - tis only that you are longer in waking than he that prolonged our concern so. But I am glad you took no ill.

[tawarwaith]

We both fell into sleep? I wonder if it has something to do with his quest...

[She was careful not to say more, uncertain as to who or what might be listening. This was after all not a private conversation.]

Again my apologies for making all of you worry. If I could have found a way to inform you I would have.

[She hates people worrying about her the thought of anyone doing so makes her to grimace.]

[bythewaves]

Perhaps, and perhaps not. [ Maglor shrugs and like her keeps it vague ]

Nay - twas not your fault. No apologies are needed. I am only glad you are safe. In the last round of giftings, I was granted a ring that allows me to travel wheresoe'er I have already been by moonlight. Shall I come and find you? There are those who miss you.