Arrelle was trying hard not to let her bad mood interfere with anyone else's. She refused any refreshment and instead sat alone, purposely away from everyone else. No one seemed to understand why Lorran meant so much to her and she felt as though everyone was against her. She knew who to blame for this though, it was Raye.
Outside she could see Raye fiddling mindlessly with Lorran's reigns, if only she could grab her horse and gallop back to Gondor, to her house and her home. Instead she was stuck here, as long as Raye had Lorran she would be stuck here. But still, in the meanwhile another horse would be welcome, perhaps she could buy one from the next town.
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"We might succeed in roasting Pippin alive inside." - Frodo.
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