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The sparkle of amusement in her eyes brightened at his revelation, and her features contorted slightly in the desperate attempt to hold her laughter in check. When she was at last confident of speaking without exploding into giggles, she addressed him, her voice still as playful as before ~ "Thank you for your candour." ~ Sweeping him a deep curtsey herself ~ "Eilonwy at your service... just plain, old Eilonwy." ~ Adding pointedly ~ "I commend you on your courtly ways... it is so heartening to know that some people, at least, are capable of being civil." ~ The last remark directed at the half-scowling paladin.
Aragorn shot the sorceress a glare, his irritation mounting both towards her and himself ~ Damn this will-o-the-wisp! She's goading me... and succeeding, by the gods! If I could... ~ But he had no time to speculate what he could or could not do, for Cyrus was speaking...
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