Frodo paced steadily towards the Inn. He was weary; Pippin-Lad had spent a fair amount of time on Frodo's shoulders, and although Frodo was quite used to tramping about, he wasn't used to scrubbing floors, wrestling boys, or tending frogs; and he certainly wasn't used to answering a barrage of questions. Even his face was tired from talking and laughing so much.
His time with Sam, he still had to sort out. More than anything right now he just wanted Bilbo's company. He thrust aside the looming shadow on the edge of that thought, and pressed forward.
He rubbed his face and ran his hands through his curls, bracing himself, eager for sight of his uncle.
He came through the doorway, and looked down the corridor. A grey-haired hobbit was approaching, followed closely by Cami; but he was slender and agile, and certainly not Bilbo. Then he looked at Cami's face.
Frodo's smile was followed by his glad laugh, and he stopped, and bowed. "You must be Maura, " he smiled, and laughed in response to Cami's eager introduction. Maura listened as Cami's words poured out in a rush, and then he bowed to Frodo.
Frodo studied Maura in the dim light of the corridor, and stepped closer. "Loremaster, I wish that there was time to listen to your tales and stories. I would relish what tales you had time to tell, " Frodo said softly.
Cami's startled expression embarassed Frodo, but he recovered quickly. "Of course, that is not why you have come. Don't let me distract you, " Frodo added, eyes sparkling.
"We have not yet sorted out where we will be and how we will spend our time, " said Maura.
"If I know Cami, I suspect she has plans, " Frodo replied with a smile.
Maura laughed out loud. "You know her well, I see, " he said, and brushed back a stray lock of Cami's hair with one hand.
She laughed, and nodded. "I've had a whole day, after all. Plenty of time to come up with--"
Maura interrupted. "Lists, and schedules, and tasks and chores and responsibilities and--"
"Trails and paths to follow, " Cami retorted indignantly, "and quiet places to sit and talk, and fields to stargaze in and a tree to climb--"
Maura's arms encircled her again. "That's better. You had me worried."
Cami mentally discarded her list of chores she had in mind, at least for the moment.
Frodo smiled at them. "I was about to go looking for Bilbo, " he said. "Have you seen him?"
"I'm looking for him!" Cami exclaimed. She surged ahead, Maura laughing as he hurried to catch up, and Frodo brought up the rear.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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