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Theolain
Theolain eyed the bit of bread the man held. He broke his fast earlier, and had a good helping of bread and eggs when he ate at the new place. But he could not refuse more. He was walking toward to man before he knew it.
He was reaching out his hand to the bread when the excitement of a chase suddenly stepped in again, and Theolain jumped aside instead. His legs tangled and he fell clumsily to the ground, but sat up in a few moments. He was facing away from the man, so he winked at the fields in front of him.
Ledwyn
Ledwyn started when the Lady Saeryn spoke. She was still dazed by what she witnessed in the Hall, and she was not ready to speak about it yet. However, she loosened slightly when she realized that Lady Saeryn did not ask about it.
“Edoras is farther from my home than Scarburg, my Lady,” she replied, keeping her eyes firmly on a trencher she was wiping, as if she was afraid to drop it, though her expression did not reflect this concentration. “And,” she continued, “Edoras is just so... grand.” She paused her work for a brief moment to glance up at Lady Saeryn, who caught her eye. Ledwyn looked down quickly, taking another trencher to dry.
After two more trenchers she added, as if she suddenly remembered, “My family always lived in the West Emnet, until the War – but fortunately my village was untouched. However, it lies so close to the border the King defined for Middle Emnet that many think we are part of it. In good weather a horsed man can make the journey to Scarburg in less than a day.” And still Ledwyn’s eyes remained wide and blank, seeing neither her village nor the trencher, but fixed on her hands.
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