"How, now", said Birdie, a mischievous grin on her face. "Cannot a poor farm woman, with her young son and her crippled grandfather come to the City to take the sights and peddle some wares?"
Levanto, hearing Pio's voice, peered from out of his hood and called" My fair lady! Come in the back and ride with Grandpapa."
Birdie laughed and nudged Pio. "Poor granda lost his legs on the Pelennor Fields, he did. Come Pio, join us! It is an 'historic occasion'. We're not going to knock on the door of Elessar's chambers and announce ourselves, after all. Just a turn around the city and home again, home again."
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