[Nerindel]

Léspheria, Lóthaniel and Fawain Slowly walked down the stairs together, it had been a long night for Léspheria the hobbit buttercup had showed her everything from allocating rooms to washing dishes and the dishes! they had seemed never ending.

"you will be staying for breakfast" she asked sadly as they reached the bottom of the stairs. They were both packed and now and their finery was now replaced by rangers clothing of greens and brown, they had already been down before the sun rose and prepared their horses while the rest of the inn slept. Lóthaniel smiled sympathetically at his sister saying softly taking her hand in his,"I am sorry but we have already eaten and we must be on our way we have already tarried to long."

She pulled him in, embracing him tightly whispering in his ear "do be careful brother, and promise me you will return." a single tear escaped her eye as he pushed her gentle back, raising her head in his hands and wiping the tear away. "Look at me, you know I can not promise that, but I will promise you that I will try." That being enough to satisify her, she turned to Fawain pulling her friend into the same embrace she had just given her brother, "I shall miss you," she said pushed her friend back slightly. Tears streaming down Fawain's face, but Léspheria looked into her eyes, searching her heart to find something to comfort the young woman she called her friend. "Remember you are strong, in heart and strength. You will face this evil and you shall prevail I know this in my heart," and she found that she really did. Léspheria watched them leave, as she turned back to the inn tears streamed down her soft pale cheeks, she now knew in her heart that they would return, but it did not comfort her grief at their departure.

She entered the inn and went straight to the kitchen thinking that no-one would yet be there, she had not even noticed Aman as she made her way to the kitchen. Apon entering the kitchen she was suprised to see people sitting at the long table having breakfast. She quickly wiped her tears away on the sleeve of her dress, as she did she saw more clearly who sat at the table, the Stablehand she had met the night before was sitting relaxed with his feet on the table chatting to a young Elf woman, she could also hear cook in the pantry. She took a deep breath to compose herself and took a seat quietly at the table not wishing to disturb their conversation. She then spied a pot of wild strawberry jam and warm bread, Fawain had introduced her to this comfort food long ago. A happly smile played across her face as she reached for the bread and jam, spreading it merrily and savoured the taste as the warm jam ran down her throat.