"What'd Halfred want?" Aman had seen the Shirrif talking to Beren when she came in from talking to a messenger, but was polite enough not to have interrupted. Beren nearly jumped at her words, turning quickly, startled.
"Oh...oh, sorry Aman." He looked back after the retreating Halfred, and shrugged. "He was just asking where I come from, you know." He said nothing of the alterior motives he had suspected, but Aman knew there must have been some. Besides, the Shirrif cum mailman wasn't exactly subtle.
"He knows more than me then. Where is it you're from? It's been a while since I have actually asked after what happens outside the Inn- worked myself into a niche, so to speak." She grinned. "And what'd you think of the Shirrif?"
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