Settling down comfortably on her bed, the knight spent most of her day reading through the letters in the privacy of her room. She was pleased to find that most of the letters were ones of support. Jonathan had managed to convince his barons of her cause, all of them writing how the sooner the war was over the better it would be for the kingdom as a whole. The other nobles he had mention also wrote with either words of eager support or reluctant agreement to her plans. Even one of the dukes wrote his support. Penelope was pleased to add a firm stack of letters to her collection. 

Of course, not everyone had voiced support for the war's end. There were a couple letters shaming her for even suggesting such a cowardice act and demanding for her to back down. However, the positive responses out weighed the negative so the knight merely crumpled up the couple letters and tossed them. She was far too thrilled about the letters of support she did receive to be worry about the ones she hadn't. 

The last letter she opened was the one from Jonathan and the thickest one. As she opened it, she realized why it had seemed so thick. Three pages of paper were neatly folded together inside, making the knight feel a hint of confusion. Exactly how much did the other lieutenant have to say to her? Curious, she unfolded the first page to read it.

[i][indent]Dear Penelope,

I hope you are finding success in your efforts to end the war. Convincing my barons took a bit longer than I'd like to admit but they finally came around after we suffered a rather hard defeat. And that was after talking strategies with the king. The sooner this blasted war ends the better and I really do think reaching agreements with Younis is the only way... I just hope you're finding success. Please write to me about how things go once you speak to the king. I'd like to be prepared. Either for the war's end or it's continuation.

Additionally, a friend of mine gave me some advice when I told them about you and your campaign. I know you need as much support as you can get. Especially from higher ranking nobles. I gave you a list of all of them that I knew of but my friend pointed out that small voices, when combined, equal a big one. So at the end of this letter and on, I have collected as many signatures from the other knights in my battalion who wish for the war's peaceful. They might not be dukes or barons but I do hope their voices help. 

Best of Luck, 
Jonathan Burr [/indent][/i]

Penelope's eyes widened in slight amazement as she went on to flip the pages to see that the last two were covered front to back with names. While it certainly wasn't a whole battalion's worth of knights, it was a large chunk regardless. It made the knight's heart swell with both hope and excitement. Her deadline might have been shortened by the king, but at least she was making some good progress. If the party went as well as she and the others hoped, there was a chance they could really pull it off. 

In good spirits, she tucked away her letters and headed out of her room. It was nearing supper time by now so instead of looking for something else to do, she headed off in the direction of the Great Hall. However, the knight didn't even reach it before she heard someone call her name. "Hey Penelope, going to get supper?"  She blinked and turned her head to the left to see Cedric. The male knight shot her a smile and trotted up to join her. She gave a small nod in answer to his question.

"I'm surprised to see you. I thought you were off on a trip." he mused as he fell in step besides her. 

"I just got back a little while ago." Penelope explained with a shrug. "I only traveled to Bexley for party stuff."

"Oh really? How'd that go?" Cedric asked curiously. 

"Well enough." Penelope answered with a shrug. "Oliver wants to have it within a week from now."

Cedric gave a whistle and focused his gaze ahead as they walked on towards the Great Hall. "That soon, huh? Well I hope everything goes smoothly... Anything I can do to help?" he asked. 

"I think I've got all the help I need.. Unless you have any other nobles to invite. At this point, the more the merrier." Penelope said with a smile. 

Cedric grinned a little. "I might have a couple. I'll see what I can do."

"Great." Penelope nodded appreciatively. As the two rounded the corner and stepped into the Great Hall, she swept her gaze over the crowd, briefly eyeing for either Naida or Crow. She had been hoping to catch them for super, especially since she had to spend the previous day in less than perfect company. However, seeing neither of them, she instead focused in on the nearest empty table. For now, Cedric's company would have to be enough though she still held onto the hope of seeing either of the two later.