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Ledwyn did not stop her son from his game; it would do no harm, and he would sit quietly for a time. She wondered at the quickness of Theolain's trust. Barely few minutes passed since he has met the Elf, and already he behaves like he would with a long-time neighbour. More often than not his reaction to strangers was like with the Lady Saeryn. But this time...
“We brought something for his hand, if you still need it,” a familiar voice said, bringing Ledwyn out of her thoughts. Looking around, she saw that it was Javan who spoke. Léof stood next to him, holding some bandages. Ledwyn stood up softly, not to disturb Theolain from his game.
"I thank you," she said. "I shall put the bandage on when it is time to take his hand out of the water." Seeing that Theolain was not meaning to run away any time soon, she added quietly, "This is not the first time he burns himself. I do not know what to do to make him learn. Whatever he does, he ends up hurting himself." She looked at her son with pity, mixed with exasperation. How many more times until he thinks before he does?
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