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[Jan. 22nd, 2011|04:25 pm] |
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*hears Melian's message, the force of which is like a punch to the stomach and surely Melian can feel, in response, her bone deep shock and sorrow and what was the last thing she said to Thingol? Something inane about the power being out?* *is weirdly grateful for Túrin, in some crystal clear thought, for making her used to this form of transport*
*gets out her phone and breaks into a run* *firstly, calls Haleth and Mablung, ordering them to the Palace instantly (she trusts no one else with this task) and telling Mablung to bring Arandur with him* *arrives at the quarters of Beren and Lúthien and pounds on the door as she lets herself in and realises (heartbroken) that she will have to tell them why she is here*
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*having ensure the safety of the Royal Family, immediately seeks out Melian, and when she presents herself before the Queen (Regent?), she bows her head, pale and resolute* |
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indescribable
restless
anxious
optimistic
productive
okay
moody
hungover
awake
pensive