The knight finished writing a small handful of letters. One to the barons of her battalion, a couple to other various barons she knew of in charge of the battalion to the west of her own, and a few other letters to nobles within the inner kingdom, including that of Oliver Lenz who was Dimia's husband. She figured the snotty woman likely wouldn't mention anything to her husband, whom Penelope found to be quite sensible, so she took it upon herself to ask him directly for his assistance.
She also hoped that the fairly powerful vassal would know of other people to contact. While Penelope had written to some outside of her own battalion, it was a limited number as she had fairly limited knowledge on the order and placement of other battalions fighting in the war. She hoped that perhaps Mia or one of the others she wrote to would be able to aid her in expanding her reach.
Aside from work related letters, she also wrote two for Olivia and Gavin. In both, she recounted how Crow's ceremony had gone and how people reacted. To Olivia, she also included the fact that Naida seemed rather set on them courting and how it was rather awkward trying to avoid speaking about it. To Gavin, she wrote about her brief run in with his siblings, telling them that Dimia asked about him and that she had let them know their courtship was over. All in all, Penelope found the letters rather enjoyable to write. In the castle, it felt like she was constantly having to watch what she said or did, especially around Crow, and she missed having her friends who she could speak freely with.
Penelope let out a small sigh and glanced over towards one of the windows. It was getting later in the day and it was likely time for her to take her nape. She folded the papers neatly and rose up to her feet to leave. Since it was almost afternoon, she'd have to wait to send out the letters tomorrow. Feeling a bit stiff from sitting for so long, she stretched for a moment and then carried on her way to the exit as she made her way back to her room for a nap.
By the time the knight woke up again, it was already getting late into the evening and she woke up feeling groggy rather than refreshed from her nap. Penelope let out a sigh and ran a hand through her hair before rising to her feet, trying to jog herself awake. Since it was already late, she nearly wanted to get straight to her guard duty. However, she figured she'd better stop at the Great Hall for dinner if they were still serving it. While she wasn't particularly hungry, she also hadn't eaten since breakfast and decided it'd be best to at least have something small so her hunger wouldn't strike later on her shift.
Penelope made her way into the Great Hall, finding that it seemed most of the castle residents had already finished their meals and now only a few remained. Easily finding an empty table, she made her way over and sat down, letting out a small yawn as she waited to get her meal.