Owl - sent Friday 11 April Sabine smiled to herself as she picked up her quill and placed tip to parchment. The paper she was writing on was definitely feminine, a soft apricot colour and had picked up the scent from her perfume - a fresh but exotic blend that was as teasing and subtle as its owner. Cassius would be able to tell who the sender was even before he opened the letter and parcel.
Finishing her letter, she attached it to the parcel which consisted of three hand bound volumes of her father's essays and then cast the spell to lighten the load for her owl who sat patiently waiting on her perch.