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"Dearest Boromir,
Recent events of the Hasunder household need your immediate attention. Please come quickly!
With much love,
Wyniel Hasunder"
Wyniel wrote on a scrap piece of paper, using the wooden floor as a desk. She folded up the parchment and placed it inside a pocket in her dress. She descended tramped downstairs and grabbed the water bucket.
"I'll be at the river if I am needed." Wyniel called as she stepped outside into the bitter cold. She had Boromir's cloak wrapped about her, and the letter in her pocket.
"But you got some water already today!" Wynduin called from behind her work bench.
"Then I'll be getting some more!" Wyniel answered, but walked briskly in the opposite direction of the well.
She was headed for the Steward's hall.
On the way, however, she came across Winmund, whose father worked as a guard of the great tower in Minas Tirith.
"Hello, Wyniel! He greeted her warmly. "Come! We shall talk, unless you have pressing matters you just need to attend to!" Winmund said sarcastically, but Wyniel didn't mind. She followed him into his house and they sat in front of the fire and talked. She told him about her plight, and how her mother had arranged a marriage.
"She couldn't have set the marriage, just the meeting of you and your possible suitor!" Winmund cried. "That's outrageous in any means, though." He added.
"I know, and also, there is someone in Minas Tirith who I care a lot for, although I cannot reach him." Then Wyniel reminded Winmund of Boromir, and her deep love for him. "There is a meeting I can set up for you, if you wish." Winmund offered. "And that letter you speak of can reach him, by my doing," he added, "but it may take some time, a couple of days, or even a week, if your mother can wait that long to ship you off to Rohan so soon!" he joked.
"I can hold her off for a while, just get the letter to Boromir, please! I will be back here in one week, at noon, if he can arrive then. But I will wait all day if I must! Now deliver this letter, and be swift! For these indeed are pressing matters!"
"Yes, indeed, your heart is on the line!" said Winmund and unfolded the letter, adding in his own handwriting: noon, Jan 15. Then he pocketed the letter and rose from his seat.
"I shall be off then, to help a friend in need!" Winmund said proudly, and both exited.
"Thank you, I shall visit you more, if I have the time." And they hugged. Wyniel then went home, with the water bucket empty.