Asta walked over and took the child from her father's arms. As she slowly rocked Linde, the crying began to cease.
"But truly," Asta said to her father. "I think you should check on Rolan. He just recently returned one of my books, and I was about finished packing. You might see that he has everything of his packed before we leave?"
Eäris laughed at his daughter's remark.
"As always, yes, but I think Rolan has everything under control. I'll see you downstairs soon?"
Asta nodded as her father left the room. She set Linde down in the cot where she lay and made her way back to her large piles of belongings still not packed. She sighed as she looked at the mess.
"Perhaps I exaggerated a bit when I said I was almost finished packing..." she said to herself.
Rave sat down and continued to pack her things. After a while, she became aggitated with all the mess and walked out to find Foronîl.
[ February 10, 2003: Message edited by: Eruwen ]
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