Rûdhchamion kept silent as he looked at Anarya. He turned his gaze towards the girl and was about to say something, but thought better of it. The girl continued eating the meal she had been offered, confirming his suspicion that she was not use to the life in the wilds.
He took a step back, trying to avoid the elf maiden’s gaze. She would expect him to welcome her, of course. He sighed inwardly, it would be no good in arguing with her. And Khelek seemed to find no malice in the young female.
He finally drew near the girl, Taralphiel, and offered her a waterskin. She stared up at him before taking it warily from his hand. He sat on a fallen tree across from her.
“You are not from these parts,” the dark elf said, his face a mask. Anarya noticed the guarded look still in his eyes. Khelek gave out a silent inquery which Rûdhchamion ignored momentarily.
The young female slowly met his gaze as Anarya sat near Taralphiel.
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