The note hadn't made much sense as it should and had achieved the purpose for which Haldir imagined that it had been sent for, to spur him to attend the gathering that Miunaard was convening. He looked at the messenger one more time, adjusting his reactions so as not to give the boy any gossip which might please the ears of the elf who had sent him, Miunaard was most devious and could read meaning into the slightest mannerisms and actions.
"Is that all?", Haldir asked, suddenly anxious to convince the young messenger to leave, he rarely felt comfortable with anything that involves Miunaard's schemes and rightly so, having him in this kind of mood in the absence of Gildor was a recipe for disaster, one which Haldir hoped quite earnestly that he could aid Balthost to avoid.
"Yes, my lord"
