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"That's odd," Idhreniel murmured. "Where can the cook have gone? Ah, well."
She reached into her bag and pulled out some traveler's bread. "This shall suffice," she said. "Do you need any?" Idhreniel smiled at the twins. "Mithlond is a lovely place. I have been there many times before. I'm sure you'll love it there, though I would not like it there - being near the sea unsettles me." Idhreniel's voice faded as she recalled the reason why. She missed her mother and sister dreadfully. Mithlond brought that grief back vividly, which was one reason why she was in no hurry to arrive.
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