"Well if we can't find her" spoke Vieana "we should at least eat, I know I am at least not prepared to starve for the princess of Dol Amroth becuase she takes it in her liberty to be late for meeting us; however she may have a perfectly good reason, but at the same time I have never been so hungry in all my life. So hungry in fact I have been light headed all morning."
"Very true" said Averyll taking up stride beside her and Elen who followed remarked, "And, Dardanir never mentioned any stress in the Minas Tirith guards? I find that strange."
"Never" remarked Vieana. "My husband has always spoke highly of them, as I said before. Perhaps I should write to him and get him here, I'm sure he could explain a lot of what is going on."
"Would that be wise at this point in time? He has to ask his father the General for permission to come here, and if he were to say something to his father it may put a stick on relations." said Averyll.
"Well, who can we tell? Aomething is off. Perhaps the guards know about the lies that have spread. Untrue of course. Ive known her all my life! And my father has always known the prince, as greedy as my father is, he still keeps up appearances," frowned Vieana.
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