As Fin was about to reply, he noticed a frantic waving coming from his left. He looked up and found a beautiful maiden waving at him, "irresistable," he reminded himself, but then saw the other maiden lying on the floor.
"A damsen in distress," he cried and at once rushed over.
"Could you help me?" Nerindel asked, frantic.
"Of course," Fin answered confidently and scooped Arafangwen up in his arms. He carried her to one of the free sofas (there weren't many left) and laid her down, making sure her head was propped up comfortably and safely.
"Thank you," Nerindel sighed, relaxing.
"My pleasure," Fin replied, "would you like a drink? And you Trippo?"
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