The sun stood high as Lengdiel and her almost six months old son Matthias sat out from Bree in a cart, their destination, Stangard. Why did she do this trip now, she was not sure why..all she knew was that she needed to get away from Bree..away from the grim news that had reached her about her husband and the boy's father.
A man she had fallen in love with from the first day she had met him, a man she trusted her life to..a man she would give everything to see again except she would not, missed for months he had been now and she had to to the thought the he was dead for sure.. She began to turn the wedding ring around her finger, perhaps her friends were right..No..no Benjarmin loved her..she loved him..
The day began to fall towards the night as the cart stopped and the men started to set up camp "Lady Yorick..I suggest that you and your son comes with me, I will show you to your tent" one of the men said and she nodded to the man and followed him to the tent. She tended to her son and fed him then got him ready for the night, singing a soft hymn to make him fall asleep. She on the other hand could not fall asleep for several hours.
It was not until the sun began to rise that Lengdiel fell asleep, her mind had been to occupied with thoughts to be able to sleep. The sleep did not last long for her, her son let her know that he was awake and hungry. She tended to him and once done, the same man came to let her know that they should get going again, these lands where not safe enough for a longer time. Lengdiel took her son and climbed the cart and not long after they were on the road again.
She sat lost in her thoughts in the cart as it rolled on towards its goal, only taken out of her thoughts by her son when he demanded food or attention, he was such a sweet boy she thought for herself, completely unaware as to why they were going. For the best she kept telling herself, perhaps when he was old enough she would tell him..tell him that his father was dead. That would be difficult for her she said for herself before she nodded off due to lack off sleep, not for the best as nightmares haunted her, memories about her husband.
And so did the journey look like until they reached Stangard. Once in Stangard Lengdiel found her cousin Fengdiel in the house she had rented for herself. Finally Lengdiel thought, finally she could let go of her old life and continue with moving on and for a few days everything was good, Sigfread came by as he had promised in Bree the same day she departed, she saw the side of him that he rarley showed anyone when he was tending to her little Matthias, his "nephew" and she smiled with amusement along with the woman, Rothrian was her name and she was travelling with Sigfread.
But Lengdiel did not feel at ease in Stangard and she began to plot her way back..back to Bree and her friends..Briannon and a few others. And so the day came when she took a cart back to Bree..back where she felt she did really belong still..
And if one is lucky, she thought for herself, life might find a way to help her through this hard time..at least she would be closer to her friends again.
