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[haladin_lady]

*Decides she desperately needs to do something that horrible guilt that's been gnawing away at her since THAT night.*

*Opts for looking for a distraction rather than talking this over with Caranthirë. No, avoiding Caranthirë is the order of the day. Or week...month...possibly year.*

*Heads over to the Númenórean fort to see how Emeldir is these

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[man_heart]

*Is in the yard, sparring with a certain rehoused King-let.*

Move your feet! You'll topple over if you don't keep moving, none of this "dig your heels in" nonsense.

[haladin_lady]

*Smiles.*

*Stands back and watches for a while.*

[tar_calion]

*Gets whacked*

OW!

*chinwobble*

[man_heart]

:o

Sorry! I didn't mean to hit you that hard, thank Eru it was only a practise-sword, what?

*drops her guard and comes over to see if you're okay*