Eleniel's smile dissappeared as Alameth told her story.
"I am sorry for your loss," she said. "The death of a loved one, especially a parent, can be unbearable." She looked away for a moment, silent. A moment later, however, the smile was back on her face.
"You said you thought I might be able to help you," she said. "Perhaps you're correct." She looked at Alameth. The girl was right; Eleniel never would have guessed she was only nineteen. So young for travelling all alone. Eleniel was only a few years older than Alameth was when she began traveling for The Raven's Nest, but her father had gone with her. Now she was older, but going alone still held its dangers.
"Do you intend to return to Rohan?" she asked Alameth. "Or do you wish to keep traveling? Either way, I'm sure I could help you." She had some coins in a purse, if Alameth needed funds to return home, she could donate. If Alameth needed direction, she could point her shoes in the right way. If she needed a travelling companion, Eleniel could fix that too. She wanted to help in any way she could.
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"Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.
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