Talia Goyle

"Miss Talia? There's a gentleman here to see you."

Talia smiled gently to the house elf and nodded. "Show him in please."

Her first thought was this elf was new and it was simply Lycaon stopping by again. He'd been in and out ever since he suspected Maia was still alive, and frankly, it was understandable. She really had no idea how she would react if she'd been put into a similar situation.

But as the man entered she gasped and stood. "What are you doing here?" she asked softly, her eyes were wide and a hand came to her chest to steady herself.

"I came to see you. It has been so long." The man answered as he removed his hat. "Can we just... talk for a little while?"

She nodded and motioned to a chair before she resumed her seat. "Do you want some tea or something?"

"I could use a good, stiff, firewhisky if you have it." He responded with a sigh as he sat down in the offered chair.

( Another mysterious visitor? )

The wedding was simply charming. I don't think I could have been any more pleased. It's such a weight off my thoughts to see you get married, my son.

Cho, the gown you chose was absolutely perfect. It didn't seem to hinder you in the least.

Kay? Your song was lovely. Honestly. I do not approve of you singing in public, but I'll make an exception for that. Even the slight change of words was quite warrented. As much as I hate to admit it, you almost stole the spotlight from the bride and groom, so I'm certain you were pleased with that.

My grandaughter - You are indeed a very lovely child and it was a pleasure meeting you. I do hope you liked my present. Your grandmother Agnes was a very strong lady, as I see you are growing up to be.

As for me? I believe I will be turning in early tonight. For once I shall have a worry-free night to dream peacefully.