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Sorsha
The group sets off once again, led by the regal Galadria and enigmatic Isaura. Occasionally, the latter flicks out her dagger, making swipes at imaginary assailants as if she is afraid she will lose the precious training received from the paladin.
Behind, Sorsha walks beside Legolas in gloomy silence, her chin drooping somewhat. More than half an hour later, she finally speaks softly to the elven ranger ~ "Legolas." ~ The rest of the members behind move on, some casting speculative glances at the pair ~ "I... I am afraid I bungled the affair miserably." ~ Her voice is wrought with humiliation ~ "Isaura will never agree to this task... I fear that we are only wasting our time." ~ Looking up at him rather uncertainly ~ "I am very troubled by all these affairs of late."
Taking a deep breath before continuing ~ "The temptation to leave almost drives me wild... after all, I just want to be with you always, and it should not matter to us what others think. I mean, about leaving the rulership of the kingdom and all that." ~ It should not matter and it does not... except... that it matters what he thinks. ~ "Yet it seems that to do so is the coward's way out. Others would have to sort out the mess that... I... created." ~ I almost regret killing Cedric; after all, at least there was a ruler then! ~ "And so, I think I have to stay, regardless of my preference... do you agree?"
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