[Imladris]

Lira leaned toward Esgallhugwen expectantly, when she heard the door open and a light footstep enter. Raising her golden head, Lira saw the woman whom she thought was the Innkeeper enter. Following the woman with her eyes, Lira watched her as she conversed with the Stableman and then made her way towards the kitchen. "Excuse me, Esgallhugwen, but I need to speak with the Innkeeper," she said softly as she silently and quickly followed the Innkeeper and intercepted her some feet from the kitchen. "Mistress Innkeeper," Lira said softly, "do you have a room and key? I forgot to get one when I first arrived and I am not weary. I do not know how long I will be staying, but I will pay for the room daily."

Lira followed the Innkeeper as she handed her the key and told her which room was hers. Lira stopped at the stairs and watched the Innkeeper continue to maker her way to the kitchen with a smile: she was a nice and beautiful woman and, though human, reminded Lira of her own mother. Floating up the stairs, she found her room and opened the door, which creaked softly, revealing a small airy dwelling. Cotton curtains hung over the windows and wood was stacked neatly for a fire. The bed was comfortable and Lira slowly stretched herself upon it and thought of Greenwood before the evil had come...