The Green Dragon Inn - Part 10

[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman smiled, her eyebrows rising, but she covered her mouth with a hand in a pretence of coughing as she felt a small laugh coming. She wouldn't like to offend him and although it wouldn't be her intention, she didn't know how he would react.

"An inventor? Gracious me, I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Ferumbras," she smiled politely. "If you will excuse me, I will find my 'cooks' - three hobbits, they are, a fine trio."

And a fine trio they were - Ruby and Buttercup had always been splendid, however gossipy, and Hawthorne had proved herself a hundred times over in the building of the Inn in the past two and a half weeks, although she had a tendency to be somewhat secretive. No doubt she'll be with her plants now, the Innkeeper thought with a smile. It seemed the hobbit lass had made it her mission to revive the garden; at least that would be something fine for Cook to come back to. Walking around the Inn to get to the side door - it was easier than going through the centre of the room, as Regin was giving his crew a few last minute instructions by the look of it - Aman made polite conversation with Ferumbras 'the inventor' as she sought Ruby and Buttercup.

"So, Mr Ferumbras - can I ask you what sort of things it is that you invent? I am curious..."