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...an owl?
For him?
No, scratch that. A foreign owl for him?
He watched it in confusion, but it WAS for him. Huh. Reaching for it, he grabbed the package and recognised the writing right away. His face shone brightly, and he didn't even try to hide the B I G smile that adorned his face. It was from her. And cookies too! The thought of sharing didn't even cross his mind. These were for him, and he wanted to eat them now and miss her and arrange a meeting soon, so he took off his gloves properly this time, followed by the apron.
"Thank you for the company, boys," he said - STILL smiling doofily - "but this is my woman sending me a letter. I should reply to her now, so see you some other time." He nodded at them and started walking towards the castle in very high spirits.
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