The Flet: Afternoon of Dec 16
Amroth watched Bella, and then with a soft laugh, shook his head.
"I forget my friends," he said. "You need your own rest; you have ridden hard. Forgive me, gentle Bella. We will wait til dawn, that you may rest." Her surprise showed on her face, and he smiled at her. "Perhaps before you sleep, you could sing for us again. You will sleep well here, I deem. I will take the watch."
"I will sing if you wish, lord Amroth," she said, made shy by the request and by Nethwador's too-plain delight. "But why must you watch? You should rest too."
Amroth looked down; he still dreaded the dreams.
Last edited by mark12_30; 05-16-2004 at 08:05 PM.
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