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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:22:10 GMT -5
Ithilwen opened the door, surprised that Glauron had beaten her home. "Hello? I'm home!" she called out. She had just come from visiting with Alya, the poor thing.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:24:24 GMT -5
Glauron popped his head out of the room, looking at his whife. "What happened?" he whisepred and looked at her. "What happend to Alya?"
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:26:00 GMT -5
Ithilwen pursed her lips. "We don't know," she said. "She just woke up this morning, very sick, vomiting and bleeding." Her expression turned sorrowful. "Glauron, she lost the baby."
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:27:11 GMT -5
He blinked and sighed. "Oh..." he held her close. "That is the worst..." he closed his eyes, his expression painful.
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:31:13 GMT -5
Ithilwen nodded, accepting Glauron's embrace. "I know," she said, trying to imagine what she would do if one of the twins died. "Glauron, I just don't know. How could something like this happen?"
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:33:46 GMT -5
"Did she fall?" he whispered. "That's all I know... you survived so much when you were carring the twins..." he shuddered. "Thank Eru they're alive."
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:34:51 GMT -5
She nodded, then thought of something. "She mentioned a glass of wine," she told her husband. "But a sip wouldn't do that!"
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:35:49 GMT -5
"If... if it was posion then it would," he whisepred and looked at her. "But who would?"
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:38:46 GMT -5
Ithilwen's eyes got big. "That was my glass of wine," she said, suddenly afraid. "That poison was meant for me!"
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:40:24 GMT -5
He held her close and said nothing. Silently he was thanking the Valar that her sister had gotten the wine not her. "Who woud want to do that?" he whipered and loked at her.
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:42:42 GMT -5
Ithilwen shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "I don't think anyone wishes me ill. Do you know of anyone?" she asked.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:49:21 GMT -5
"Not off the top of my head," he whispered."Eramrath doesn't like you, but he would never try to kill you."
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:50:39 GMT -5
Ithilwen nodded. She, too, could think of no one. "Who is that necklace for?" she asked, pointing to what was in his hand.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 19, 2005 12:55:17 GMT -5
"It's for Sidhiel," he said looking down at it. "Payment for helping me. She asked for it instead of money."
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 19, 2005 12:57:11 GMT -5
Ithilwen smiled. "That's sweet," she said, desprate to talk of anything but what she had witnessed at her sister's. "She really is a sweet girl. You're fortunate she popped by!"
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