[Arafangwen]

Firondoiel and Arafangwen re-emerged from their little "confrence room" and rejoined the party with Arafangwen looking greatly relived and Firondoiel slightly confused.

"I hope she dosn't think of us as strange now." Arafangwen thought in worry.

"Firondoiel, would you like to join me in a glass of orange juice seeing that 'tis quite morning now?" she asked her friend who now, more than ever deserved that specific title.

"Certainly I would." said Firondoiel, still pondering what this news would mean, and in regards to The Phantom also,

"What would he do now as being who he is, he certainly knows already." she thought to herself while sipping on her glass.