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What am I doing? Frain asked himself as he took a step foward in his anger. This was not the way to do things.
'I will not fight with you. At least not yet. You will find when the Audience starts that Dwarves of Erebor are not to be trifled with. Not when we know what belongs to us. I spare thee my anger until the Audience.' Frain said, smiling inwardly at the Blue Mountain folk.
Frain turned a little and whispered to Durgan and Hringa. Fear not! my kin...we know Moria is ours. You still have the papers, right Hringa? Hringa nodded in reply.
Thats what this Audience is for, is it not? Frain thought to himself.
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...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
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