Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, Study.

"Of course, then we shall do so, I will make sure to be as presentable as possible since I not only represent my House, but yours too through being a sworn sword, and worry not for my health, I am indeed feeling much better" He smiled back at her, unmoving on his chair like some kind of statue.

He did not reply to her monologue, instead just nodding in approval to her decision to bring some soldiers, after all you can never be too safe, he thought.
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton castle, study.

"Very good. Have a good evening, Sir Krieger." She offered him a small smile, inclining her head to dismiss him politely. When she said this, she picked up her quill once more and started to write on the parchment once more.

She would finish this message before she concluded her plans for when she was away. Tax still needed to be collected from the minor houses by the Sun gate, and she had to ensure that the wall was protected whilst she was absent. She'd have one of her best, Ser Torrion of Sunguard serve as regent here. He had some history in military and in controlling the men she had here. If any trouble arose while she was absent, she knew she could trust him to deal with it. With the boarder tension between Terresol and Northwind it was only wise to keep defences up. She knew that the gathering they had been summoned to was one that everyone would know about- It was one of the best time for minor criminals and scheming lords to attack and siege if they were going to. At a prime position that she was in, she could not be so certain that the keep would maintain itself in her absence without proper regency and precautions taken.
Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, study.

He gave a small nod in return before getting up, opening and closing the door very gently before walking through the halls of the castle back to his room, laying down in his bed and staring at the ceiling, letting out a little sigh.
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton Castle, Courtyard.

The horses had been readied by the stable boys. Freshly groomed, they were harnessed up to the carriage that would take Eyva and a select few of her men. In the passageway of the keep, many other carriages waited held her household servants, guards and ladies. She chose not to leave with too large a number, but enough to ensure her travel was as smooth as possible. There was still a large levy waiting within the castle and there were some stationed as usual at the Sun gates. She had asked Ser Torrion to sort some temporary outposts along the Vanovian wall to stop any unwanted visitors from Northwind entering Terresol. Each camp would consist of a few knights and a few footmen, enough to alert the next camp along if an issue arose. 

A few days had passed since Sir Krieger had come to the keep. His stay here would have been pleasant. He was waited on by Eyva's servants, fed, bathed and healed. His horse had been also treated at the stables. It had been washed and fed, any injuries is sustained were now healed or at least bandaged up. It was well enough to ride though. Eyva had summoned Sir Krieger to the courtyard, where his armour was waiting for him. It had been repaired by a blacksmith from a village near by, for a small price. It was waiting for him on a wooden armour stand beside his horse, where a servant waited for him to help him into it.