"My'lady?" called Soronume. When that elicited no response, he tried again. "Niniel? Where are you?"
When Niniel heard Soronume coming, she hid behind the shed. She did not feel up to facing any questions at the moment. She waited until he had gone around the other side of the building before slipping out of her hiding place. She did not go back into the Inn, however, and simply watched the people who passed her on their way in and out.
She envied the small elf with the hawk her ability to make friends so easily. Already she was chatting with the hobbit like old friends. And the golden-haired elf who wrote things was so lucky. At least she didn't stutter.
Whenever anyone came too near her, she moved, and found another spot to sit and watch the passersby, eventually ending up beside the stables. And it was there that Soronume found her.
She tried to bolt, but he stepped in front of her. "My'lady--Niniel, please."
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