Laurel dismounted Herebrand's horse with a flinch. She would have to take more care doing that in the future.
Heading back into the House, she heard the two dark ELves and Lanaey in a conversation of their own. Ohtaredan was yet to return from his search. Laurel embraced her grandmother, and saw to her grandfather. 'Thank Eru he survived this' she murmured. But he was in too deep of a sleep to talk more. Her grandmother knelt beside her 'He has not given up yet my child. I think he gets some of the stubborness from you' she laughed lightly at Laurel, and she grinned back, though it soon broke to a yawn.
Makeshift beds were littered about the house, and she and Herebrand soon found a place to get some sleep.
'I will help you find your men tomorrow' she said to him 'You know yourself I am not one to give up easily' she said with a light tone. 'Indeed' he chuckled 'Though it may go against you in a time to come' he said.
'Stubborness makes up for lack of hope I think' she said, and wrapped another blanket around herself.
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