It took a while for what Crystal had said to make sense to Angry. Her father a general? Sending people (armed soldiers no less!) to find her and capture her? He had thought his parents were cruel and insensitive but this really took the biscuit!
Its got to be a strange place she comes from if a father can't even find it in his heart to love his own daughter! he thought to himself. He was beginning to find it hard to believe that anyone could look upon Crystal, and know her, and not love her.
"Right then," he said, embarrassed,"So, despite obvious and well known risk to your honourable self, you're not going to be taking this young lady here back to her father?" Seeing that he had got this right, Angry's opinion of (what had Crystal called him?) Hama changed immediately.
"Well, sir, you have my deepest deepest thanks. I must buy you a drink, come, come sit and drink with us and I shall teach you of the Shire and all the songs that flow through it like the waters of the Brandywine."
He called for Ruby to come to the bar and fetch them three cups of Dwarven Whiskey and a pouch of Old Toby. Not noticing in his joy at Crystal's safety, the pain that she was suffering.
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The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on.
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