Aeryn glanced up in time to see another elf at the table beside her, Isil. "You must be from Mirkwood." she smiled.
"Perhaps you would like to join us here?" she guestured to Éden and the empty space. "My name is Aeryn of Golden and this is my old friend Éden."
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"Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~
~My lord, Éomer~
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