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Gwenneth had slipped away from the party and was watching from a grove of trees. Leaning back against one, she left out a heartfelt sigh.

"Such a deep sigh from one so young."

"Nestor!" The young elf whirled and looked into the face of her oldest brother. She hugged him fiercely. "I have missed you."

"And I you little one." His face grew solomn and he began speaking in Sindarin. "Father sent me for you. He has called a family meeting."

Gwenneth only nodded. "I have been expecting this for some time. I will gather my things. Elenath is in the stable. I will meet you there."

Since everyone was busy, the young elf managed to pack her bag and reach Aman's office without drawing any attention. She placed a thank you note under the innkeeper's door that explained what was happening. Taking a moment, she sought out Cook and Ginger and bid them a quick farewell.

She reached the stable only to find that Nestor had readied Elenath and had already mounted. "Did you say your goodbyes."

"Yes, I could not leave without telling a few people I was leaving. I hope to return and see them again someday."

Nestor said nothing as his sister mounted her mare. The two elves rode off aways and pulled their mounts to a stop. Gwenneth took one look back and then they heeled their mounts and disappeared down the rode.