Laurel woke up and made sure not to wake Jess or Cartil. She was squinting in the dawn when she heard a familiar voice call her name...
'Sir Annunfuin!' she cried, when she saw his strong face through the morning gleam. She embraced the man like a father, and smiled at his expression.
'I am glad to see you are well, Laurel, very glad' he said softly
'I too, am happy to see you are well. We have had little news from the House. Is my grandmother well?'
Annunfuin nodded 'When last we spoke, yes. Rudhchamion now stays with her. She is safe from the great of the battle'
'That comforts me' said Taralphiel. As they walked towards the town square, Annunfuin noticed her very slight limp under her armour.
'It still pains you Laurel?'
'Only very little. Ive improved much. There are others I am more worried about'
'I still ask you to be careful. I shall watch over you in this battle. I shall be in your group of men'
Laurel turned and smiled 'I thank you, Annunfuin. I will be glad to fight beside you'
They entered the square, and the groups had been assembled. All were making their preparations, and getting the last moments of sleep.
'I must leave you here for a moment. I need to visit my grandfather.'
'I shall come along' said Annunfuin, dusting his riding gear off a little.
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Havlor smiled at his granddaughters face, and took her hand eagerly 'I knew you would take such a course my dear. You have the workings of your father. He would make such a move, and it is brave and true!'
'I would that you could see it all come about grandfather. Tell me you will be well when I return'
'I will be well when this woman lets me out for some fresh air!' he chuckles at Rivwyn, who only fusses with his sheets
'I call this love, husband. Remember you have not the strength to stand!' she said in a tone that was slightly jovial. Taralphiel watched as the bickered, and laughed heartily. Annunfuin watched the family together, and wondered if this is what would heal Laurel's wounds...
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