Deva woke up with the sun shining through the window. He knew it was time to get up and that no matter how he tried sleep would not return. The dwarf gathered his things and Peony's and brought them down to the common room.
Peony was sitting alone at a table in the corner. Deva figured he'd have some breakfast and then they could head off.
"Are you ready to leave soon?" He asked sitting across from his friend.
Peony nodded and smiled. "Though the Shire is a lovely and peaceful place, I feel it is time for me to return home. But I do hope to return here."
Deva ate a light breakfast, at least light to him. Once he had finished the two headed out to the stables to get Surefoot. The mare was waiting for her master and Deva. Peony sadled the horse and helped Deva up. Then they took their leave of the inn.
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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