Eleniel placed a hand on Soronume's shoulder consolingly.
"Forgive me, I did not mean to make you relive any unhappy memories," she said softly. "I know that not all roads end in happiness and not all journeys are pleasant." She knew that only too well. She looked away for a moment, lost within herself. The smile returned after a few seconds and she laughed.
"And I'm not doing anything to lighten the mood," she said. "It's a beautiful day, the flowers are blooming, and I've good company. There's no reason for me to get lost in stale memories and spoil things."
Turning in her seat, Eleniel noticed a lone elf enter the inn and seat himself at an empty table with a cup of tea. He looked like he wished company.
"What say we invite that fine gentleman over?" she asked Soronume. "He seems lonely, and in my experience, the Green Dragon is no place to sit alone."
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"Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.
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