[Halbereth Diagona]

Sorell realised that Kalia had dropped the apple. He smiled over at her by way off thanks, then bit into another of nature's bounties. The apple was firm, juicy. When he had finished, he resumed his regal position. Sorell wished that he were handsome, didn't everybody? But he also knew that if he were not handsome, he was striking and unusual. And that was enough for him.