The narrow, barren path from the farm gave way to the more open and populated streets of the village. It was here that Gorgo moved with a leisurely gait while on a quest for fine fragrant oils she wished to acquire to tend to Maximus. Perhaps she would purchase a few other things, if anything else managed to catch her eye
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I do not know the lady, but she has a fine glow about her. Healthy, certainly, and spends much time out of doors. I nod my head in a greeting.
"My lady."
They would have to meet eventually. Faramir has more clothes than Dilios, fo' sho'.
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I am already making a mental list of what I could bring.
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The more she spoke with Faramir, the more Gorgo could hear the difference with Dilios. This was, she thought in confirmation, a different man.
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"I should not keep you. I consider this a fortuitous meeting, Your Majesty. It is very good to meet you." Though she is not far along, she may well be tired with the start of carrying her child.
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"Perhaps we shall see you at the farm soon." She gave the man who was not Dilios a respectful nod.
"Be well."
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This meeting she would definitely need to speak of with Maximus.
[ooc: fade! :D]
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