Aenara watched Findereg ride back to Luinlathome and give her a kiss before he rode back to them, and smiled. They were so close. And he was of course going on such a dangerous mission, a more cynical, bitter part of her brain muttered, the terrible perils of trading wine.
She heaved a sigh and turned back to the road.
"Ah the lovely Aenara. My my, we may have weeks in each others company. Can you think of anything better?"
The guard winced at the voice but didnt turn around as Fin rode up behind her. The courtier was not, however, looking completely at his best. "Weeks of each others company? Maybe Ill just kill myself now to spare myself the pain." She muttered before turning back to Fin.
"Findorfin, you look a little tired and, goodness, can it be...hungover?" She said, with an innocent grin that made his fade. Now it was his turn to cover his wince.
"Of course not dead Aenara. Just the exhaustion of the complete pleasure of your company." He replied smoothly, but she noticed the hesitation. As he rode ahead, Aenara allowed herself a slight smile before reprimanding herself. She wasnt meant to be enjoying this mission. Vala, this journey was that futile, she wasnt even meant to be on it! Frowning once again she rode onwards with the group.
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I am what I was, a harmless little devil
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