[Folwren]

Eoghan did not look discouraged by Léof's words and continued to skip towards breakfast. Thornden grinned after him. “I think that Eodwine will be happy of your offer, Léof,” he said.

They came to the door of the hall. Eoghan was hauling on the handles for all he was worth, but he couldn't budge the heavy door. Thornden reached over his head and opened the door and stepped back to allow the others through before him.

He entered last and nearly collided with Rowenna as she walked to the door. He gave way before her and would have opened the door again for her, but she was too quick.

“Come sit with us, Elfthain,” he said. “We'll find Javan and sit near him.” The three of them soon found Javan who had arrived just a moment before them. Áforglaed and Hilderinc were sitting nearby and Thornden bid them good morning.

Eoghan left the men and head directly towards his father's chair. He ran across the hall and around the table, but Eodwine was not there. He paused, taken aback slightly, and looked around. He saw his mother approaching, still carrying a tray of bread.

"There you are, Eoghan. Go and sit down and get some breakfast."

"Where's Papa?" the lad asked, turning and beginning to walk obediently to a place to sit.

"I am not certain," Saeryn said, with a glance around the room.

Eoghan looked mildly disappointed, but he shook it off and ran back the way he had come.