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Old 03-27-2005, 09:32 PM   #422
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Silmaril Eodwine

Gudryn looked up to Eodwine. "Because you have shown me something unknown to me and through your mercy and kindness I have been found wanting. Please Lord Eodwine I know of no other way to repay you." Her voice cracked with raw emotion. "Please, there is nothing for me here but to serve others!"

Eodwine looked upon Gudryn with pity. He glanced once at Falco, whose brows were raised high; his serious demeanor gave him a comical look; Eodwine smiled. Then he returned his gaze to Gudryn. If this was how she thought, her life until now must have been very dreary and loveless. Eodwine's heart melted.

"Gudryn, I am no lord, just a servant of the king." Her brow furrowed briefly, but she seemed to quickly school herself from showing such sign of her own hidden thought, and her face went blank except for the pleading in her eyes. Eodwine sighed. "Nor can I take you as a servant."

Gudryn's face fell and her large eyes filled with tears.

"Such a thing is not in me," Eodwine continued. "Gudryn, look at me and listen." Her eyes met his and her sorrowful face was plain to see. "Gudryn, child, I used to have a wife and a son and a daughter. We were happy. Then the war came. I left my wife and children and we won the war. But when I returned, I found my home in ruins and my wife and children murdered. Since then I have had no family. I have ridden for the king on endless errands, wandering near and far to escape from the loss of my home and family. I have had no family since, and have sought no wife, for none can replace she whom I loved." He stopped and shook his head ruefully. "I am mad to say what I will say next, but it is in me to say it."

"Lord?" Gudryn asked.

"Gudryn, child," Eodwine said in a voice of mild reproval, "do not call me lord. There is another thing you may call me though. Maybe it is time for me to have a family again. If .... if you will be my adopted daughter, you may call me father."

Gudryn gasped suddenly and her eyes went wide, her hand flying to her mouth.

"Yes, Gudryn, child, I am being rash, but I do not unsay it. Think on it, for it means that you must travel with me on all my errands. And maybe we need to take time to try this thing, if you wish to, and see how well it works. What think you, Gudryn?"
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