The elven bread worked, and I recovered soon. I was of course not strong enough to travel large distances, but gained in a couple of days at least the strength to get out of my bed to see my sister and my master. And, the audience wouldn't be far away anymore either. As ladders would be madness, I descended my tree with a winding staircase, turning around the trees in circles. I headed to the gardens of Galadriel, where the pavilion of my friends was located.
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