Child dragged her soaked and aching body down to the lower deck towards the room where Idril was tending to Mithadan. The latter was just regaining conscousness but seemed totally confused about where he was or even much of what had happened.
Child presented Idril with the flask of amber ointment explaining that Lord Ulmo had sent to to tend to Mithadan. Idril laughed. "I've seen that before. It's extremely effective but it has a definite odor. Your Lord Mithadan may be difficult to tolerate for the next day or two!"
Child held her nose as the flask was uncorked. Then she laughed. "Actually, this smells a little like the Barrow-wight. It makes me a bit homesick for the Downs! I wonder when we get to go home?"
Child had found some shells for Primrose and decided to go search for her.
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