Sweet Cat,

How very queer that Peter would contact you!  I have seen him about in London, of course, and we have had occasion to speak a few times.  He seems quite well, and he has established himself nicely in the city.  I must say, though, I too find this offer rather curious.  What sort of position could he wish Sansa to serve? Surely he is not so presumptuous as to think Lord Stark’s daughter would deign to work as his secretary?  Do keep me abreast of any developments on this matter. Would you like me to inquire after it with him myself?

It would be just lovely for you to join us for dear Sansa’s season; I am sure she will catch the eye of many a lad in the coming year, just as her mother did when we were young! I am sure Sweetrobin would be delighted to have a playmate, as well.  With regard to Jon, there is not much to say, but I appreciate as ever your kindness.  It is true, no one in our family could ever abide solitude.

Bravery is one thing, and foolhardiness is another.  I shall do my best to advise your son of that when he arrives, I should think!  He is a strong and intelligent lad, and he ought be careful not to get overhasty.  Every man has his chance to go to war, eventually.  No need to hasten the process.

Yours always,
L.