Bird's eyes had widened in astonishment when she had seen the precious objects offered, then quickly she rearranged her features, hoping no one else in the room had seen her reaction.
But this gift should have bought more than safe passage for a few hundred refugees. The weight of the mithril in the blades should have been enough alone to buy the keys to the White Tower itself, along with the rest of city! These knifes would become a precious heirloom to the Kings of Gondor through the ages, used in ceremonies and seen on only the most special occasions. Bird wondered if the story of how the knifes were acquired would be remembered through the ages as well.
Now why did Mith not think to keep at least one of those knifes for himself? thought Birdie. He could have clad the Star in gold leaf with just the weight of the handle. Bird sighed. With just one of those knifes, the owners of the ship would have been set for life. No need to sail anywhere. Let others do the work.
But it was too late to say anything now. The case had been closed, and two guards were now standing on either side of the table, waiting to take the marvelous gift to more secure quarters as soon as the negotiations were over. I suppose Mith would have thought it a pity to break up the set. He would think like that. fumed Birdie with annoyance.
And just where had Mith found these wonderful instruments? Bird knew the story of the shipwreck was patently false. She had explored the waters around Meneltarma while the Star had sat offshore, and while she had seen many wonderful things lost in the waters around the island, there had been nothing like this. Could these knifes be an heirloom of Mith's own house? If so, she wondered that he could bear to part with them. I should have let Mith know about all those things I saw below the waves. she thought guiltily.
And yet, except for the gift of the loving cups for Pio and Mith's wedding, she had taken nothing. Now why was that? Those baubles just didn't seem important at the time she thought, though they seemed very important now. Perhaps the island protected its treasures in ways the little skinchanger could not understand.
Oh, well, the sea is full of treasures. I suppose if I have need of some, I can always do some exploring on my own. Though dolphins don't have pockets, so I couldn't carry much away, anyhow. Still...I wish Mith had kept just one of those knifes!"
[ December 14, 2002: Message edited by: Birdland ]
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