Disclaimer: Mag is mine, Nanny and her menfolk belong to edoraslass, and the rest all belongs to Tolkien.
News from the City
It would be cruel for her to hear the news abruptly, so Mag scrawled a note while the courier gobbled his stew.
Dear Nanny,Let her dwell on good news, Mag thought. Time enough later for fearsome tales of dark days.
Your Durvain and Hinaur are safely recovering here in the Houses. They fought side-by-side, and have not been parted from each other. Dear Faramir also suffered grievous hurt, but grows stronger daily. "No sword bites so fiercely as an evil tongue," ‘tis said; do not believe every tale you hear, but wait for those whose testimony is true.