"My name is Esgallhugwen, my friends call me Eswen, it's much shorter you see and they don't run out of breath trying to pronounce it." she said.
Astilwen blushed and smiled as the Elf complimented her on her name and grinned along with Eswen as she laughed, though not sure as to the reason for her mirth it was such a joyous sound that she could not help but join in.
Suddenly Eswen's face closed off again as she looked towards the couple that Astilwen had earlier avoided so that she did not disturb them. It seemed as though the Elf was worried that she had herself disturbed them but Astilwen thought that the music coming from inside was much louder than Eswen's laughter had been and was more likely to bother them than the pretty laughter of the Elf.
Still, she wondered why Eswen was so concerned about them, maybe she knew them? She didn't realise that she had asked this out loud until the Elf replied in the affirmative.
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
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