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Old 05-18-2011, 03:44 PM   #267
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Coldan had never been good at handling children, and it was even worse with girls. If there was one kind of creature in Middle-earth he felt even more awkward around than Asta, it was young girls in the age between twelve and fifteen; it had been that way when he was in the same age, and it hadn't changed a bit in the ten years since. All he could do while Sereth worked herself into a downright nervous breakdown was stand there like a wooden post and wonder what in the name of the One Allmighty this was all about.

It didn't help when the other girl, Ingold's niece - what was her name? Thilwen or some such, if he had heard right - came crashing in on Sereth's heels and tried to comfort her friend, while Seri accused him of hiding the truth from her and blubbered something about the play being cancelled.

That took him completely aback. It couldn't be, could it? Had that Sador character, Lord Cirdacil's son and minion, gone so far in his machinations as to persuade the King to call the play off altogether? But Sereth had mentioned some female person. What had happened in his absence that Brinn hadn't told him? But Brinn seemed just as flabbergasted by Sereth's outburst as he was, and her last words to him made no sense if she had known anything about this.

He was still at a loss for words when the door was flung up again and Asta squeezed in, a concerned looking Rollan peeping over her shoulder because he couldn't fit into the cart's already overcrowded interior.

"Asta, they're... they're cancelling the plaaaay," Sereth blubbered, and her serving-maid friend, who was about to start crying herself, threw more fuel into the fire: ""It's true! She told me. Elanor the perian made them!"

"Why, I don't believe it!" Asta exclaimed and started to berate her sister for letting this happen.

This was enough for Coldan. He threw up his hands, narrowly avoiding by sheer luck to hit Asta in the face, and cried out: "Has everybody in zis company gone stark raving mad? Vill you all please stop zis and somebody tell me vat ze Udűn has happened here?"

At this outburst, Brinn finally awoke to life. "Please, Coldan, you're not helping", she sighed, pinching her nose, "and mind your language in front of the girls." She reached out to Sereth, who had now collapsed into a sobbing bundle, and drew the two girls to herself. "Seri, who told you this? Who said that the play was going to be cancelled?"

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