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"Er, well, " Mellonin began. And then she leaned over to Raefindan, and whispered, "What's the matter with her?"
Raefindan glared at her again, and whispered back through clenched teeth, "She's not well. Be gentle with her."
Mellonin's eyebrows went up, her mouth formed into an "O", and then she leaned closer still, and her lips formed the word moonstruck. Her eyes filled with fear.
Raefindan sighed.
"Is this what happened to my brother?"
Raefindan shrugged, and Mellonin calmed slightly, her eyes going from the girl to Raaefindan and back again, realizing that he knew more about this than she did.
"I don't know. Ærosylle, where did you live when you were a little girl?" Raefindan asked patiently.
"In the reeds."
"So... by the riverside?"
She nodded.
"Do you have family there, or friends?" Raefindan asked.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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