And later—Wysteria's work in the field presumably having resolved itself long before the final questions of Starkhaven were ever settled—, when he returns Ellis will find an envelope waiting in his mail cubby. Its outside has been vigorously marked 'DO NOT BEND' in large, looping letters. Inside is a collection of very delicate pressed plant cuttings ranging from snips of ferns to little yellow summer flowers.

The note accompanying them reads:

Mister Ellis,

Having worked so long in the company of Seneschal Pizzicagnolo (are you aware he collected such things?), I find I have yet to fall free of the habit of taking little bits of the world as I see them. And I have seen a great deal of the Free Marches these past weeks!

I doubt they would survive inside a letter to the Seneschal at his new post, and so I hope you will accept them in his stead and understand them as a small token of my appreciation for all your assistance. And should you ever tire of plants and little growing things, you must tell me for I suspect I am a somewhat poor giver of gifts and I cannot tolerate the idea of becoming boring or predictable.

Your Friend,
W.P.