Fate, so playful thing, from Minas Tirith to village of Bree. This place is brimming with traders and men. Not the noble and wealthy men, more as sell swords and adventurers, few merchants also.
Maedlyn was great companion, her apprenticeship is near end, soon she will become Adept and spent nights and days with Patron she choose. I wish her luck, and blessings of love.
It is hard to settle down here, and we still didn't find suitable property for halls of house, where we will feast and celebrate our lives with men and woman, as we did in Minas. Oh Minas! Those walls, those halls, those men that beloved me so mightily! Cherished me with jewelry and pearls, fine silks and hairpins, and I cherished them, with my youth.
Youth..leaves bitter taste when you get older.
