Ferethor had been for some time aware of a young woman, who looked intently at them with keen interest, though the iridescent light of torches made it hard to discern her features.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to accompany you on this quest. It seems admirable enough.” She said quietly. “I am Crystal Heart, daughter of the one of the generals of Rohirrim.” She approached them, and curtsied in the style of Rohan.
Even though Ferethor was on his guard, he was startled. “Crystal, the daughter of General Dorian of Rohan? I had dealings with your father in the past. News that travels far goes oft astray, but I’ve heard that you’ve fled Rohan and your father’s soldiers are seeking you far and wide.’
"Dealings?" Maen had returned. "Who are you, Ferethor of Gondor, that you would have dealings with generals of Rohan?" Ferethor realised too late that he had made a fatal mistake.
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