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Mithalwen · 02-03-2005, 03:08 PM

Mithalwen's sharp elven ears caught the substance of Snaveling's conversation with Ruby. She pitied the man and if he had not been in company and she distracted by her own kindred she would have bought him breakfast. She had no great riches but she had more than enough with her for her journey - she did not expect many demands on her purse when she left this place.

When Ruby brought food for herself and her companions Mithalwen spoke softly to her. "Take a full breakfast to the man they call Snaveling - I will pay". She had paid for her own board and her horse's keep in advance but slipped coins into Ruby's hand "this will be sufficient? "

"More than, Miss, I'll get you change "....

"Deduct it from what else he owes ..... but please do not tell him who paid - I would not embarrass him", said the elf.

Her grey eyes were serious but inwardly she felt a glimmer of amusement that a lord of men was being funded by her honest craft. Yet we do not all receive good preparation for the lives we are to lead she thought...and it may save him from a further lapse into crime. She knew Uien would read a lot of her thought and smiled. She smiled again moments later when plates of food and a steaming mug were placed before Snaveling though she had to rely on sound since she dare not turn around to watch.

" Don't worry it is paid for - just don't question it " she heard the hobbit waitress 's words to the man.

Mithalwen returned her attention to her companions. "I have not been to Imladris so recently but I am on my way there now - and I have not been to Lothlorien for a very long time indeed. However my mother is of the Teleri so we are akin from afar. She too passed over sea and age of the world ago. The separation is hard but still I do not feel ready to make the journey myself yet". Mithalwen saw the sorrow in her companion's eyes but did not know how much to make of it - most elves carried the memory of some grief from some point in their long lives. Her own she had learnt to cover well, though Snaveling had managed to catch a raw nerve the night before. But the grief of Uien seemed more recent and extreme. she wondered what had prevented the journey.

02-03-2005, 03:08 PM	#1382
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,460	Mithalwen's sharp elven ears caught the substance of Snaveling's conversation with Ruby. She pitied the man and if he had not been in company and she distracted by her own kindred she would have bought him breakfast. She had no great riches but she had more than enough with her for her journey - she did not expect many demands on her purse when she left this place. When Ruby brought food for herself and her companions Mithalwen spoke softly to her. "Take a full breakfast to the man they call Snaveling - I will pay". She had paid for her own board and her horse's keep in advance but slipped coins into Ruby's hand "this will be sufficient? " "More than, Miss, I'll get you change ".... "Deduct it from what else he owes ..... but please do not tell him who paid - I would not embarrass him", said the elf. Her grey eyes were serious but inwardly she felt a glimmer of amusement that a lord of men was being funded by her honest craft. Yet we do not all receive good preparation for the lives we are to lead she thought...and it may save him from a further lapse into crime. She knew Uien would read a lot of her thought and smiled. She smiled again moments later when plates of food and a steaming mug were placed before Snaveling though she had to rely on sound since she dare not turn around to watch. " Don't worry it is paid for - just don't question it " she heard the hobbit waitress 's words to the man. Mithalwen returned her attention to her companions. "I have not been to Imladris so recently but I am on my way there now - and I have not been to Lothlorien for a very long time indeed. However my mother is of the Teleri so we are akin from afar. She too passed over sea and age of the world ago. The separation is hard but still I do not feel ready to make the journey myself yet". Mithalwen saw the sorrow in her companion's eyes but did not know how much to make of it - most elves carried the memory of some grief from some point in their long lives. Her own she had learnt to cover well, though Snaveling had managed to catch a raw nerve the night before. But the grief of Uien seemed more recent and extreme. she wondered what had prevented the journey. __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace Last edited by Mithalwen; 02-03-2005 at 03:18 PM.