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Bella watched, her eyes wide and gaping as Amroth went off into the distance. Her eyes grew wider still as Ædegard went off to follow suit.
“Why do things stray so?” Bella whimpered, dropping her shoulders and letting go of Argeleafa’s hand. Liornung sighed, watching Ædegard follow the tracks of Amroth and Mellon. Bella looked to the strange man. “There is no cause for concern, and naught of our business should become yours, lest you be caught up in a chase as we are.” Bella said to the man, her voice weak.
Argeleafa took to Bella’s side, putting a hand on her shoulder. “It is not good to lose hope when the road has darkened. We will still follow the road, even when it has become dark. Is it not so?” Argeleafa looked into the distance as she finished, watching Ædegard’s back.
“But Argeleafa, there is no road!” Bella scorned herself inwardly for speaking in such a way, but even so she still wondered how long the cycle of catching and staying and losing Amroth would continue. “There is no road!”
“Then no road for the darkness to fall on. So, there is still hope,” Liornung added, smiling but keeping his eyes on the distance between Ædegard and those left behind. “Come, ladies. We go to catch Ædegard, and then to find our dear friend Amroth…”
“And Mellon,” Argeleafa put in with a smile.
“Yes, and Mellon.” Bella agreed, hope renewed for a time as the group took off to catch their companions.
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