Orsino was rather surprised to hear those words come from the man who, without really waiting for him to answer, slipped into his office carrying a piece of parchment that was rolled and adorned with a red ribbon. Not that he cared, really. Any break from writing and signing paper after paper was welcomed, though he almost wanted to send the messenger away, fearing that the pretty little note was from Orlais.
“Oh, really?” He set his quill down and stood, smoothing out his robes as he walked around his desk.
Oh, Orsino was very tall, it was rather surprising for the messenger, who had not ever met him face to face - just heard of his existence. So when the First Enchanter stood, he took a step back and nervously lifted his gaze to the elf. “Y..yes,” he lost his words for a moment and then cleared his throat before extending a hand out to him. He offered a smirk and raised his brows, wondering if that woman he met was having an affair with this man.
It was none of his business of course! But well, it painted an odd picture for his thoughts.
“From a lass, didn’t catch her name, but said it was meant only for your eyes,” he chuckled and waited for him to take the letter before steps retreated him back to the door.