[Orofaniel]

Aedre had warm soup, bread and delicious smelling meat in one hand. In the other she had a cold mug. It was so cold that Aedre thought she was about to slip it any moment now. She hurried over to Harold, who smiled as she approached. She placed the soup in front of him, it was reeking and it smelled delicious. Aedre found herself standing still for a moment, just looking at the food. Suddenly she felt quite hungry herself and at some point she regretting putting down harold’s invitation to eat with him. "I believe this was what you wanted..." Aedre said kindly while waiting for Harold to confirm. He nodded and tanked her; "Thank you Aedre. It smells lovely."

"That is good to hear. I hope it tastes as lovely as it smells..." She said and laughed merrily. Harold nodded and smiled; ”I’m sure it will."

"Is there anything else you want?" Aedre said as soon as he'd finish his sentence. "Well, nothing as I can think of...." Harold started.” Well, it would be nice to have the pleasure of your company..." he said and smiled weakly. Aedre blushed a bit. What a sweet Hobbit, she thought. "We could always arrange something like that...I'll do the rest of my work later on," she said and smiled while she seated. "Well, if you’re too busy... I don't want the Innkeeper over my neck afterwards," Harold said and laughed over his own silly joke. Aedre laughed as well, but then assured him that Aylwen was the most loving and caring employer someone could ever wish for. "I'm lucky to be able to work here..." She said finally.

The two of them chatted for a while, and then Harold wanted Aedre to hear about the Shire; he told her about his childhood, his family and of course about the green fields in the summer. Aedre didn't say anything while Harold explained, she was to busy just imagine what it would be like. When he had finished she was completely speechless, and needed a few moments to collect herself. How could there be such a wonderful place as Harold had told her about? She wondered. Then at the end she managed to say a couple of words;” It must be lovely to live in the Shire..." She said as it was her home, and she was longing for it. Harold noticed this and laughed a bit. "Yes, it truly is.." he said and smiled.

They didn't get any further because there seemed to be people entering the Inn. They were seating at a table, and Aedre felt it was her duty to take their order as quickly as possible. At the same time she didn't want to leave Harold.

However it seemed that Harold knew what she was thinking, because he nodded and told her that she should go and take their order. "I'm very grateful for your pleasant company, Aedre. Thank you very much...for the food as well," he said and smiled. Aedre smiled back at him, and told him that she wasn't the one to thank. "I would love to hear you tell stories about the Shire again," she said and looked at the Hobbit.

"Then lets do so..." he said and smiled while he waved. "Hurry!" he said and smiled. He obviously found this quite amusing. Aedre giggled and curtsied. "If that's your wish, Harold of the Shire.." She said and turned while hurrying over to the other table.

"Hello, what can I do for you this lovely day?" Aedre asked kindly. They greeted her, and then they ordered some ale. "Ale you shall have...in a moment!" Aedre said and turned away.

"Excuse me?" one of them suddenly said, something that made Aedre turned towards them again. "Do you know where Mistress Aylwen may be?"

"I believe she's around, Sir," Aedre answered. "If you wait, I'm sure you'll see her," She continued.

"Thank you, m'lady," the man said kindly. "By all means.." Aedre said and turned yet again. "I'll tell her that a nice gentleman is waiting for her in the common room if I see her..." Aedre said and smiled.