Isilmë

Isilmë smiled towards Gwenneth and said 'Just stay here lady Gwenneth, and we will get you something.' He glanced over to Ascasir that bowed and motioned that she should stay. Gwenneth nodded towads them and Isilmë and Ascasir went over to the counter to get something to eat. Isilmë thought that the lamb stew smelled delicious and was very eager to try it.

Together with Ascasir he returned to their table with a bowl of lamb stew to Gwenneth. As they got closer they saw that both their seats were taken by two hobbits. When Gwenneth looked up at Isilmë that stood there and didn't say anything. He was perplexed and it was like his tounge had frozen and couldn't move.

She giggled and said 'I apologize. I could not resist.' She smiled to them and then looked back at the hobbits. Ascasir smiled and then turned to Isilmë.

'Well,' he started and scratched his head, 'don't worry, we'll get two other chairs.'

Isilmë left the bowls with the stew and went getting two new chairs for his friend and himself. Ascasir and Isilmë seated together by the table that was quiet crowded by now and they had keep their elbows in.

'Well met, little masters,' Isilmë said with a warm smile to the hobbits, 'I am Isilmë from the Golden Wood of Lorien.' He bowed and turned to Ascasir, that sat just looking at them.

Isilmë still felt surprised and overwhelmed by the hobbits, but still he was satisfied by their prescence, as he thought that half-lings was an interesting race. Gwenneth seemed like she also enjoyed their company. She gave Isilmë a warm smile and giggled.