Alex finished penning the sad letter to Anna, Atalanta's friend, of the abduction. It told of their search and asked her to tell Atalanta's parents, and then wished her a sad but fond farewell. He signed the correspondence with a flourish after reading over it once more, and sent it to the palace messengers, who would then take the note to her anon*. He sighed and stood from the desk that was in Atalanta's room. He had been in the room to absorb of much of her presence as he could. He breathed in one last time, and left the room. "Goodbye, Atalanta," he murmured, pausing at the door. "I hope we'll meet again."

*Anon meaning quickly when used in this instance. Also, it's used as a pun.