Soronume thought about what the young Niniel had said. Not knowing of the younger years of his life was not something that Soronume has had to contend with, for he remembered his childhood well. It was what came to light in later years that had thrown Soronume into a state that would allow him to understand Niniel's troubles.
"Have you heard enough or do you want the maiden to continue?" Elwen had asked, bringing Soronume back to the table. He turned to look upon her slowly, then to Niniel who shifted ever so slightly in her seat.
"Nay Elwen. I do not wish to hear more of a story that brings such pain to it's keeper. I'm sure that the lady Niniel has heard and answered enough of our questions for today." He looked upon Niniel who smiled with slight relief at the thought of ending her tale where she had. He gave a smile in return.
Just as Soronume was about to speak out from the moment of silence, a pain took his side once more. Nothing as violent as before, he did not need to grasp his side with any speed, but it was enough to cause significant discomfort in Soronume that he held his hand low and sighed heavily. It was also action enough that it was noticable to those who sat at the table with him.
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