[Esgallhugwen]

The soup was basically done for lunch, the cookies were set out, and Buttercup had finished with the refreshing of the pots. Esgallhugwen had told Cook all was ready for the noon meal and that she would be outside in the garden if she was further needed.

She took off the apron noticing an Elf at the bar drinking some water, Esgallhugwen smiled at her though she knew her not and went down stairs to the wine cellar. Her pendant danced upon her chest as she floated gracefully down the steps 'mellon' she smiled at Lira and held up her hand in greeting.

'If you are hungry I made soup for lunch by Cook's request, and there are cookies, but I didn't make them but they are quite delicious' Lira seemed deep in thought she still smiled at hearing that lunch was set. 'I'll be outside, if you need me' Esgallhugwen went up the stairs and out the Inn door noticing a few more guests and that Reynion now had a lady friend with him.

She drifted past Dynavir, thoughts of her own swam in her head 'fire' she muttered again, her auburn hair sprayed with gold by the sun's warm rays.

Outside she sat under a tree, flowers of many colours strayed from the garden and flower pots to be under the tree. A bumble-bee came by buzzing clumsingly around the flowers, stopping every so often to take what he needed from them. A breeze picked up shimmering the green leaves casting wavy shadows on the rich soft grass.

Esgallhugwen gazed down at the bee lovingly the fuzzy plumpness of it's body seemed to reflect gold and jet whenever he bumbled into a pocket of the sun's light. She loved the night as most Elves do but the day had it's own beauty and song to listen to.