Peony felt guilt flowing through her veins. "I am so sorry, Takua." She replied lowering her head. "I can never imagine losing a family member like that. Both my brothers served." She paused for a moment.
It was true she had not lost her brothers in the War, but she had lost her best friend. He had served and died for Gondor and from what she gathered he had died to save her twin's life. She still thought about him, but she tried to push the memory out and up until now she had been doing quite well with it.
Peony looked around the inn at the other people milliing about. Deva was still in the corner, smoking his pipe and looking around at all the people. She turned her attention back to Takua. "Again I am truly sorry."
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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