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Someone is watching?

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Ceuro swung from the saddle of his dark bay mount, and moved stealthily to the edge of the woodland. His sense of being observed had grown stronger since they had broken camp. Danger? A trap? He was not certain.

Turning back to his companion, he shook his head.

"I see nothing untoward, Lady Danel. But our horses are also wary." the dark haired ellon's hand hovered momentarily over his sword hilt.

Discernment

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It is nigh time we ride down to Mithlond, to prepare for Lady Istarnie's voyage.

Curumaito plans to discuss preparing a gem elixir with Carnifinde later this day. He is unsure what is possible; what is safe. Even if he decides to go ahead, such things can take days. I cannot risk the Lady missing the ship. There is no assurance that particular gem will have the virtue to return her to health. Valinor remains her best hope, I deem.

A Final Letter?

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Danel,

It was with great sorrow that I learned of your departure Westward. Sorrow, but not surprise. Ever since that night years ago in Mirkwood, I have been expecting this day. You told Belegos that you would not sail, that you would linger on beyond your time here. I think he believed you, perhaps you even convinced yourself? I am not gifted in the ways of seeing the truth of the hearts of others, but I could see that your heart was not in your proclamation.

Tell No One

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'Tell no one'" she had said. With the last of her conscious breath, she had laid the weight of a promise on me. I could not speak with Lelyar, or even with the Lady Danel concerning what I had witnessed. In frustration I walked the gardens; my intention to throw the token I held into the river.

Arrival in Celondim

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We are suitably accommodated in Celondim. Whether our stay will be but a few days, or far longer, is yet to be decided.

My lady wife has seen to all provisions for our party and speaks, with Aearlinn, on our behalf to those who have closest connection with the sailing of the Grey Ships from Mithlond.

Now it falls to me to decide, though I shall take counsel from Gaerion, and from the Lady’s granddaughter.

Decisions.

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What is best for the Lady? Without her being able to tell us, I must decide the path to take. Do I inquire after the next ship to sail, or do we return her to Tum Escal, and the Halls of the House? If Curumaito is correct we may just possibly see her recover. Yet we know there is healing in Aman. 

Something is Amiss

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It is not my place to question the decisions of my superiors, nor do I question the loyalty of Gaerion or the Lady Danel to the Lady from the Blessed Realm. The safety of Lady Danel is my main duty, but something is amiss. I see it in the eyes of the Steward, Lelyar. It may be I can aid him before I return to Imladris?

What now?

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We are in Celondim. But what now?

It is good to be back at the Havens again, but not under these circumstances. They say their Lady must take ship as soon as possible. They are not certain she will survive in these lands given her injuries. Will the others accompany her? Will I?

Unexpected News

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Unexpected news arrived this morning.

Dire news!

Our Lady has suffered grievous harm, and even now is being brought back to us by Varyamo.

Unexpected? Every time she rides away, I look to my wife and she says ‘Never has Istarnie suffered more than scrapes and bruises. She will return.’

Such has been the truth of things over the Ages. But none of us here in Endore are indestructible. Even she.

Steward of the Halls.

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She has been away since before the snows came. The year has turned now to bright warm days, even as the news from the East, such as it is, grows ever more grim.

I would that the Lady returned soon to us. But she is not one to be constrained by fear nor danger. She does as she wishes. It is not my place to do aught but advise her. Still do I, and others of her household, hope for her swift and safe return.

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