LinGalad blushed again, beet-red, as Arafangwen smiled politely at him. "Certainly, gracious Lady, you are most welcome, " he said. But one of the hobbit-boys had squirmed into the seat Arafangwen had planned on taking. LinGalad groaned inwardly but there was nothing for it but to pick up the loud and squirming child and hold him. "Careful with Ban, and don't drop him," said the oldest boy. Standing to welcome the lady, LinGalad was painfully aware of Maura cheering and waving on his shoulders, and now Ban hooting and squealing in his arms. As he tried to bow he could feel Maura slipping; he caught him in time, but it was not a graceful moment.
But the seat was now empty, and LinGalad gestured to it. "Do join me please, Lady," was all he could sputter before Ban hollered again.
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