Anorien: Mellonin. Dec 19.
Mellonin packed with haste, face turned away from her friends. They heard the snickers that escaped her; she could not help that; but she was determined they would not see her blush.
Over the last day, she realized, she had fallen in love with each and every one of them. Silly Aeron, full of mischeif. Gwyllion, vulnerable and earnest. Raefindan, the bold, brash peacemaker. And Ravion.
She donned her pack, and stood beside Raefindan, and as they walked she spoke in a low voice.
"Aeron and I both are in your debt. I am in awe of your courage on Aeron's behalf," she said.
"Oh, be serious, " Raefindan laughed.
"What?"
"It was a tight spot, and we all did what we could," Raefindan shrugged.
"Alas, I did little. But you? Bidding the merchant take you as a steward in Aeron's stead? Diving into the river to save the cruel merchant? And bidding the henchman to release Gwyllion... and he did."
She blushed again. "You were truly brave. And wise."
Raefindan's eyes twinkled, and he glanced back over his shoulder at the ranger. "And Ravion?" he whispered, watching her.
Mellonin did not turn. Her blush deepened. She studied the ground and did not answer.
Raefindan smiled.
Last edited by mark12_30; 05-18-2004 at 06:43 AM.
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