A recognition
Alerted that the strange man Azaziel had returned and was asking about her, Bethberry left the luxury of her quiet thoughts and descended to the main meadhall of The Horse. Before she joined Azaziel, though, she posted a notice, prominently, upon the notice board near the great fireplace.
Wanted: a singer or minstrel
To compose a song commemorating the free access to Gondor now granted to Aylwen Dreamsong, with all rights and obligations pertaining thereto.
Friends of Aywlen may also offer their words of congratulations.
Apply privately to Bethberry, via PM.
Nodding, with a secret smile to herself, Bethberry stepped back, thought a few minutes, and then turned to find Azaziel.
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I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.
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