Storms and Black Dust

My dearest daughter, 

are you handling well the affairs of our family in my absence within the blue mountains? I have been delayed on things I could not have expected, my stay here will very much extend beyond a time I cannot yet foresee. Worry thee not my beautiful, despite my bearings here I am still persueing the matter of utmost importance to both of us. It is a complicated affair and will need delicate preparations on my part. Nothing I shall not handle eloquently as I always do. Word has it I may have to travel to the far southeastern lands to find him. Are your pretty nostrils flaring my dear? Do I know not how much you long to travel yourself. It may be you will get the chance before too long. Expect more word from me soon. Your ever loving father

Zavas has been buried in the books still, these days he is considering to seek counsel from his Kin further North. It will be a matter to seek agreement upon within the company. While he takes rest, he writes letters in various affairs.