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Lord Athanar went straight to his quarters as he was both tired and dirty. Lilige was preparing a bath for him and Wynflaed looked anxious about the news, even if the smiling faces of the riders coming in to the yard had swept the darkest doubts from her mind already.
"How did it go my dear?" she half whispered while taking off the mailcoat from his husband.
Lord Athanar grasped her hand into his own and turned her to face him. "It went well my dearest, it went very well... in the end."
He didn't give Wynflaed a chance to make any further questions but kissed her on the cheek gently.
"Bath is ready my lord!" Lilige announced her back against the couple. Turning around she realised the inconvenient timing of her announcement. She blushed slightly but Athanar wawed his hand on her smiling.
"Thank you Lilige. I'm in need of it." Turning to his wife he whispered quietly "It's all going to be fine... trust me. We have it now under control."
Wynflaed looked hesitant but then nodded to her husband.
Athanar took a bath and then took on some finer clothes to join the people downstairs. Wynflaed had prepared herself meanwhile as well and so the fine pair entered the hall where the general feeling had already risen considerably. People were drinking and eating and having generally a merry time for it. They glanced at each other and smiled. Everything was allright right now.
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