[Alatariel Telemnar]

Alatariel left her room, everything back in its place as if she was never there in the first place. She snuck out of the room and out into the main section of the inn. Standing there momentarily, she scanned the inn one last time. Running her eyes along every living thing in the inn, her eyes saw something they did not expect to see, it was the hobbit lad, in the darkest corner, the very back seat. Their eyes meet once again, making Alatariel feel comforted once more, but she must not forget about the stallion, he was badly injured, he needed help. She knew the elf maiden could help him, but she feared it was not enough. She turned away from the hobbit lad, and continued out of the inn. It was painful to her just to leave him there, she needed to talk to him, but the stallion needed her, she could not leave him.

Continuing to the stables, she quickened her paste. The stallion whinnied at her sight, she found some apples in the back room of the stables, and feed them to the stallion who took them thankfully. 'Its time to go,' she said to him, leading him out of the stall. She walked beside him out of the stables and out into the open, the sun shining on his black scarred coat. His scratches began to look worse. She couldn't ride him there, that was obvious, but she had to get there soon. She started a song. An expressionless song as several of her other songs have been before. She sang for several minutes, the stallion became restless, shifting on his hooves. There was a rustle in the bushes to their left.

Suddenly the white mare appeared; she had a sapphire pendant around her neck. Alatariel took the pendant off the mare, and put it carefully around the stallion's neck,' You'll need this more than Aranel.'

She got on top of Aranel, the black stallion right next to them. They began to ride away from the inn, as fast as the black stallion could ride. 'I regret to leave you, young hobbit lad, but I just have to do this,' she said.