The White Horse Inn, Act II

[Manardariel]

"How time flows when one has a delightful companion!" Mia thought, while she and Frodides merrily talked away. Her lttle daughter had dissapeared into the kitchen garden, and it wasn´t for long when Mia thought she heard her and Briga fighting over a dance step.

"You know?" she told Frodides. "I think we hould make them all wear little hats, and in the end they can throw them up in the air. And you know something else? I think we should keep this as a suprise for the Misstress. After all this was her idea..." she grinned, imagining Bethberry´s stunned look when she found out the choir she´d playfully mentioned was becoming reality.

At that moment, Deor came running at her. "Mia, that´s not fair, Fianna says I have to sing, but I really, really don´t want to! Can I go into the stables, please?"

Mia laughed. "That´s fine, you don´t have to, if you really don´t want to. But do me a favour. Run home and get as many of those hats the the apprentices use as you can possibly carry. And do me a favour, don´t let yourself be seen by Bethberry. Ok?"

He nodded seriously, and dashed off. Mia smiled and turned to Frodides.

"Baker´s caps will do for hats, don´t you think?"

[ June 25, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]