It has been decided that I shall travel with my family to Lorien, rather than Rohan. My son, Teremonth and his wife, Iverwen wish to venture there. I hope it is for the best.
My dealings with that woman, Ilaru, have gone a turn for the worst. She still remains defiant to "work" for me, so I have sent a servant; Anarr, out to keep an eye on her, and attempt to bring her to me out of her "own" will.
News from Anarr has not came yet this night upon the situation, which can only mean one thing. I fear he may of subjected himself to trouble.
I have just received news. Anarr stumbled into my presence with blood-stained clothing, and looks badly injured. He told me that he let out a few... secrets of mine, to try and make his attackers spare his life. I promise myself now, whomever heard those secrets shall regret the day they were born. As for Anarr, he has been disloyal to save his own skin, this shall not go down well for him.
Loor.
