The White Horse Inn, Act III - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

ArwenBaggins · 05-12-2004, 02:23 PM

"Mommy? Can we go to the Inn today.... pwease? Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh?" Delaynn tugged on the dangling sleeve of her just-waking mother; the girl was already dressed- not the best you do, but dressed none the less.

Reya sighed and pulled herself up, brushing a piece of slightly frizzy light brown hair from her eyes. Having a daugter was so much work! And, doing it all on her own, Reya was now facing the pressure head-on. If Selinn wouldn't have died, she would have been able to lead a better, happier life. "Alright... brush your hair and I'll put it in a bun today. Go on Delaynn, we'll get breakfast there."

The little lass smiled widely and nodded, hopping gaily out of the room. Reya laughed to herself and dressed quickly, running a brush through her hair as she entered the kitchen. Dela was alright outside, standing in the bright sunlight and beckoning for her mother. Her wild blonde waves were flying in the wind. "C'mon Mommy!" She yelled, grabbing Reya's hand and pulling her from the house. 'Forget the hair,' Reya thought to herself as they headed toward the White Horse Inn.

Five minutes later, Reya pushed open the large door and ushered Dela inside. The small girl found a table near the window to sit, and plopped into a chair. "Mommy, I'm hungry... can I have some toast?" Reya nodded and lifted her daughter's chin. "I'm going to order us some toast and juice- stay here," Dela nodded and smiled, Reya watching her as she walked off.

05-12-2004, 02:23 PM	#11
ArwenBaggins Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: I don't know... will there be a quiz on this later? Posts: 486	"Mommy? Can we go to the Inn today.... pwease? Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh?" Delaynn tugged on the dangling sleeve of her just-waking mother; the girl was already dressed- not the best you do, but dressed none the less. Reya sighed and pulled herself up, brushing a piece of slightly frizzy light brown hair from her eyes. Having a daugter was so much work! And, doing it all on her own, Reya was now facing the pressure head-on. If Selinn wouldn't have died, she would have been able to lead a better, happier life. "Alright... brush your hair and I'll put it in a bun today. Go on Delaynn, we'll get breakfast there." The little lass smiled widely and nodded, hopping gaily out of the room. Reya laughed to herself and dressed quickly, running a brush through her hair as she entered the kitchen. Dela was alright outside, standing in the bright sunlight and beckoning for her mother. Her wild blonde waves were flying in the wind. "C'mon Mommy!" She yelled, grabbing Reya's hand and pulling her from the house. 'Forget the hair,' Reya thought to herself as they headed toward the White Horse Inn. Five minutes later, Reya pushed open the large door and ushered Dela inside. The small girl found a table near the window to sit, and plopped into a chair. "Mommy, I'm hungry... can I have some toast?" Reya nodded and lifted her daughter's chin. "I'm going to order us some toast and juice- stay here," Dela nodded and smiled, Reya watching her as she walked off.