The luck of finding a four legged companion that within capacities understands your hopes and fears further than expected is a true blessing.
Wordless support with just a hug that helps to hang on a little longer when going through the worst of times.
Not to mention the bodyguard material in this case. It takes guts to confront the Lady’s mastiff.
To see him again returning home. Returning to her.
The letter received just last month brought the worst news possible, and yet there he was. Waking slowly towards the castle, from afar, still a silhouette in the distance but no doubt about it, he was back.
As she smiled lost in the happiness that was arriving with him despite all odds after mourning the lost, everyone in the household felt unsure on how this was possible.
Worries about sounds in the night prompt discreet investigation
Gathering all wits in order to thread the dark corridors with a bright lamp and determine the source of unfamiliar noises, trying to find out if they belong to the living, to the dead, or… something else.
The safety of a tower when a familiar voice is heard from outside. Calling out to him would be giving his identity away, and when bad news are involved, there’s always second guessing.
On her way out, this Dame was suddenly stopped by hearing the voice of someone she used to know so well. From the square she can see the speaker, but the situation keeps her from reaching out to him and risk identifying the bringer of bad news.
Watching from afar for now, to later find information to arrange a safe rendezvous becomes imperative.