Falowik had just been dozing when there was a knock at the door. "Laurëatan, tis I. I need to speak with you, if you will."
Uien. Falowik sat up and brushed his hair back with his hands. He made for the door and opened it. Falowik smiled to see her. Her eyes were puffed, as if she had been crying, and they were tinged with fear; but her stance was eager. He wondered what could have brought her to tears, and fear.
"What is it, Fair One?"
"I have something I must tell you, Laurëatan!"
"Would you come in, or walk under the stars?"
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