HOUSE OF HEALING AT TWILIGHT

Dear Silwen,

I am sorry to hear that such a terrible thing happened. I am sorry to hear it pains you to speak of such things. Yet we must continue on with life as we are led into it and keep on living for those near to us, and those of whom we keep close to our hearts.

Yes, as you said, the king and your brother, Boromir, have arrived in Minas Tirith. I have not had any word from Father Elessar since they arrived yesterday at sunrise. He only looks at me, seemingly perplexed. Perhaps he is unhappy with me.

Boromir has been in the House of Healing with the king. They are both very worn out from the journey. Father Elessar is lacking rest, I can tell, yet he refuses to leave Boromir's side to care for him.

Mother Arwen accompanied Eldarion as he carried Baby to see Father Elessar in the House of Healing. The king looked his second daughter and smiled at Eldarion, but said nothing. Eldarion is so disappointed Father does not wish to spend time with him. For he loves his father so. He has also wanted to show Father Elessar his new horse which Lord Legolas gave to him as a gift. I told him not to bother the king with such things.

Oh Silwen, how your mother worries. I ran to her quarters the morning Boromir arrived to tell her he was not in good health. She hurried to the House of Healing, and has hardly left his side. I have found I am able to help everyone best by caring for your younger siblings, Eldarion, and the baby.

Barahir spends much time helping me with the younger ones as well. He is so kind to me. He is also a big help with your siblings.

The child still has no name. I have started to call her Estel, meaning hope, what my father was called as a child. I have done this also in hope that she may have a real name soon.

I have not been able to work on my dress for such a time, for there is so much work to be done. As it is, everyone here in the palace has been overworked, for the king needs assistance caring for Boromir. How I should like to wear my new dress for Father Elessar!

The real challenge now has been to get the king to bed at night for he wants to stay the whole night with Boromir. I have volunteered to watch Boromir during the night so my father may leave and not feel guilty for deserting his post.

Here I sit watching Boromir as I write. Dear Silwen, Boromir has just opened his eyes. He breathes haltingly, and has a large wound on his right shoulder. His knee, too, seems injured. I can see the pain he is in from the way that he looks at me, the fear in his eyes. We are worried the orcs may return upon you. I tell him you are on your way here, yet it seems he cannot hear what I say to him.

I fear to say luck, yet you are lucky you had some wonderful warriors with you that dawn, for otherwise you and your brother might not still be alive.

I have not been able to see Cemenril, much less ride him, for two days now. I have no idea what he might be doing to the stable master, for he can get excited easily. He does this most when he has not been ridden for some time, as now. I have thought of telling the stable master to let Cemenril free, yet had neither the chance nor the desire to see my dear horse run the open plains riderless.

Boromir now has closed his eyes. He is now resting which is good.

I shall now close. I shall send it with a dear bird, a falcon who is a friend to us all here in the palace. He has good eyes, and hopefully shall find you soon.

MellonlĂ­n,

Arwing

PS I hope you may arrive here in the city soon, as do your siblings and mother.