Aeryn still was amazed at the creatures she had seen in the Inn. "Tiqaundel," she began. "My mother, she is from Lothlorien, have you by any chance been there?" she asked hopefully.
"I unfortunatly travelled far out of it's way to get here, something which I regret greatly." She smiled.
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~My lord, Éomer~
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