The night was closing in, enveloping the grounds in shadows as she had a final glance through the window to the fountain. "Mlle?" The servants voice stirred her from deep thoughts of sorrow. "MMM?" she replied, reclining her head to the side to look on him "ah yes Claude, that will be all, have the valet prepare the carraige for the morning and do feel free to take the rest of the evening off" she replied, watching him bow and leave the room, eyes wandering down his back as she remebered the amusing evenings here in her fathers estate with her servants, drinking and gamling amoungst other things that is frowned upon by society. But alas, Versailles had changed too much in recent weeks, and so had her family dynamics. Trailing her fingers along the dust sheets that now covered most of the furniture in the house, she made her way to her small desk, and sitting, began to write to her dear brother.

"My dearest Louis, I am setting forth for Melioria this morn to be with you in our grief, and should arrive sometime at weeks end. I have closed down my small tailors stall in Versailles and have instructed him to set forth immediatly for Melioria to prepare for my stay. I look forward to being in your company once again, like in childhood, all but for our dear sister Isabelle. The house is prepared for departure in view of a long stay away, and the servants given the choice to join us. I hope the messenger greets you hastily and finds you well, all my love, Amelie X "

Sighing she settled the quill back in the ink well and sealed the envelope with the Tancarville stamp, perching it on the desk for Claude to collect, and having one last glance around the room where she was raised smiling sadly, as she closed the door with a soft "Goodbye"