The Green Dragon Inn - Part 3

[Maegaladiel]

Nahai nodded to Annalalaith, her eyes distant. She wished she had the hope of finding her own parents, alive and well, somewhere. But they were dead. She witnessed their murder, so there was no hope of ever finding them among the realm of the living. Everyone she ever loved, save her uncle, now resided in in the same place: the halls of the dead.

Pushing such thoughts deep into the recesses of her mind, she smiled and turned to Morwyn.

Morwyn glanced up at her, her grin becoming wicked. "Anyone feel like mischief tonight?"

Nahai leaned forward, interested.

"Aye, what sort of mischief do you have in mind?" The twinkle in her eyes showed that she was ready for anything Morwyn could suggest. But she waited for her reply anyway.

She was startled by a male's voice behind her. Turning, she saw he was addressing her.

"Forgive me, sir," she said "But I do not pay attention to passing time. It is yet another restriction, and I try not to limit myself to time's boundries." She grinned amiably at the stranger. "But perhaps one of my friends here knows. I am Nahai of Mirkwood, and these are my companions Lady Morwyn and Lady Annalalaith. Please join us in our merrymaking!" And without waiting for his reply, Nahai of the Beornings swiftly ordered another spiced cider and slid it down the bar to the stranger.

[ May 02, 2003: Message edited by: Maegaladiel ]