ROHAN: Ędegard
Liornung's song made Ędegard's head ache, but he kept that to himself. Bellyn had seemed so stung by his words, which he admitted to himself, came out far sharper than he had intended. Maybe it was because he liked her and it was hard to let himself show it.
Yes, the song had been long. Overlong, but it was over soon enough, and they had the peace of the quiet grassy fields, with little sound beyond the thump of hooves on turf.
"We should avoid the marshes," Ędegard offered. "We do not want to lose good horses in a bog."
He looked to the others to see if there was agreement.
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