'Ah!' she thought, watching the hustle and bustle of the Inn. 'This is nice - sitting here, my feet up, a nice cup of tea, and watching the Inn run so smoothly.' Pio poured a little more tea from the pot into her mug, smiling appreciatively as the warm vapors assailed her nose.
Cami, seemed to be feeling better today, and she was making lists and writing notes - a thoroughly efficient Hobbit! Laurie had been sent off to see Farmer Maggot - a thoroughly enjoyable fellow, in Pio's opinion. Always had interesting bits of new to share.
It was almost time to wake up the guest in the hayloft. Pio got up, reluctantly, from her chair and headed toward the door, intending to go to the stable. On her way she passed the Man from Gondor. 'I'll have one of the stable hands see that your mount is groomed, bridled, and saddled for you. Mid-day, you said?.' He shook his head 'yes'. 'If I don't see you before that then - have a safe and, dare I wish it, peaceful trip!'
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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