|
“I am indeed less agitated now and rested by the sleep.” Bredan said staring at the beauty of Lady Aman.
“I have also had time to think about matters that are, or were troubling my mind”, Bredan looked at Aman, hoping that her eyes may give him a clue to what she felt and what he should say next, but her eyes just looked into his, there was no trace of what she was thinking, she was just listening.
He glanced around the room. Seeing if any one was listening or could interrupt, like Snaveling had the last time.
“Lady Aman I have feelings for you that go beyond friendship, and I wondered if there is any chance that we shall get closer acquainted, or shall we stay the same or shall we drift far apart becoming less than friends or even saying hello to each other.” Bredan found it hard to look directly at the Lady at that moment and instead looked around the inn. People were laughing and being merry, catching up with each other, it then again hit Bredan what an extraordinary place the Shire was, there were Hobbits, Dwarves and Elves all chatting to each other.
Bredan noticed one Elf who was in conversation with a Hobbit but seemed to be more interested in Lady Aman and Bredan’s conversation. Bredan knew there was a chance that they would again be interrupted.
“I just needed to know my Lady, how do you feel?”
Bredan decided to find out how Aman felt before asking to borrow a horse and telling her that he was going to find the outlaw’s who stole his stuff.
|