[elf-girl-63]

Nuinyulma yawned. It felt like she had slept for a week but judging by the sun streaming in through the window it had been no more than two hours. She quickly washed her face, enjoying the cool water from the jug and then dressed again.

However, just as she opened the door a young hobbit fell into the room. She had red curly hair and a round face and wore the usual attire of the half-lings. Nuinyulma was quite surprised and gave a small shout.

"Oh, oh. I'm terribly sorry Mistress Elf. Its just... its just, well I wanted to meet you so I followed you up here and sat outside to wait. I must've fallen asleep. And now I've missed second breakfast and will most likely miss lunch. My mam will be ever so angry. By the way, my name is May, May Bracegurtle."

The elven-maid laughed for she had heard of the hobbits' like for food- it was now famous among Middle- Earth. She smiled and held out her hand.

"And my name is Nuinyulma."