Sultir felt little comfort at Feadhros' words. How did he know what condition Nuhrive was in? He couldn't. He started to follow, so he could watch the searchers' departure, but felt a restraining hand on his shoulder. He looked up and met Lady Galadriel's gaze. He held it for a moment, then dropped his eyes. She knew. She knew his plan, and she would stop it, he knew it. Well, he'd snuck out before an he'd do it again! She may be the Lady of the Golden Wood, but she couldn't be everywhere. He frantically began revising his plan and was thinking so hard that he nearly missed her words. He paused his thoughts for a moment, and in the ensuing silence, he heard her.
"I think you should go and console the girl's parents, young wind-watcher. Afterward is not my concern, as I have many things to do and can't be everywhere. Now go. I believe their quarters are that way." At this, she dropped her hands and walked away without a look back.
He stared after her, disbelieving. Had she just all but given him permission to follow the searchers? Surely not, but the way she'd echoed his very thoughts! Well, he'd go anyway but it was good to think that she might understand.
When he spoke to Isolde and Milar, they were comforted by the fact that Sultir was going on the search party, though surprised because of his age. He'd conveniently forgotten to mention that his presence there was not exactly licensed. they didn't need to know that; thee information would not help them in any way.
He considered going on foot, because it would be quieter, then realised that since the others were on horseback, they'd be much more likely to leave him behind. So, he borrowed a horse and started after the searchers.
[ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]
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