Duke Kharne Serafin

Dear Duke Kharne,

I have a matter to discuss with you, concerning your brother Chaaran. It would suit me to meet you at your earliest convience.

Reply swiftly.

Queen Angel Carthallion

*Kharne read the letter in a glance, a brow raised in curiosity before penning an equally brief reply*



To her highness queen Angel

I can readily meet with you at any time, simply give me the location and I shall make all haste.



Kharne.


With a thought he summoned a small sparrowhawk to his window, where it watched malevolently as he attached the letter.
"A word to the wise Cyril, bite her and she'll skin you."
Not that the bird ever would. All of its pent up aggression was always saved exclusively for Kharne. With one last glare it turned and leapt into the air.

Duke Kharne,

I appreciate your assistance, please meet me in neutral territory - there's an old ruined house in the Thunderlands. I'll be there tomorrow afternoon.

Queen Angel Carthallion


OOC: I'll start the thread. The Ruins