Radae studied Shade's face. His name suited him well. His face was hidden in shadow, but embers smouldered in his eyes, mingling light and darkness. His face was drawn and skull-like, with slight purpling beneath the eye-lids which suggested little sleep.
But there was something about him. An inner sense of nobility that could not be evil. A force or will to overcome hardship and fear and to be someone important. A kind of feeling she got every time she looked into the eyes of Aragorn...
"He is not a spy," Radae said. "At least he is not a spy of Mordor."
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