The next morning dawned bright and clear. All of the hobbits were escorted by elves down to a table laden with fruit and clear drink. Meneciriel, Elladan, Elrohir, Fanelen, and Thule were already seated.
"Good morning, my friends," Ciri said, smiling. "I trust you slept peacefully."
The hobbits replied that they had, sat down, and set at the breakfast with good will.
"Miss Ciri?" Brando piped up curiously. "Not that I am not enjoying your hospitality here at Rivendell, but when are we going to set out for the King's Council?"
"Why, tomorrow, my good hobbit. That is what I had intended to tell you. This breakfast may be the only time today that we will have to sit and rest - there is much to be done today."
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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