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Isaura
She watches apprehensively at the sight of Legolas and Sorsha entering the room via the portal. All her wretchedness of moments ago come surging back in her veins as her gaze meets her sister's. It is a tensed moment, but what should be done, must be done.
Stepping forward now, she clears her throat before speaking to her golden-haired sibling ~ "So... you are coming along as well." ~ Not quite knowing what else to say, she falls silent, wondering if that was an ill-chosen statement.
Sorsha
Her cheeks flush slightly as her exotic-looking sister approaches, then addresses herself. She, too, feels rather nervous and nods her head wordlessly, clenching her fists subconsciously. From Legolas' quiet and reassuring presence does she draw courage and strength. After a while, she replies softly ~ "Yes. And I hope you do not grudge it."
Isaura
A lump forms on her throat, and she barely swallows it, realising that her earlier harshness would now always be a memory tarnishing their relationship. She lowers her head and whispers ~ "Let us forget our last conversation... we were both in the wrong, and there is no point dwelling in thoughtless words and frayed tempers." ~ Darts a glance at Sorsha ~ "What say you to that?"
Sorsha
The gush of delight coursing through her body is unspeakable ~ She is willing to give me another chance! ~ Yet seeing her sister's sincerity, she immediately feels guilt ~ I must not abuse this... I swear... I mustn't give in to temptation. ~ Hurriedly, she nods her head, trying to contain herself ~ "That is a wonderful idea, Isaura."
There is little else to say between the two, who regard each other in a new light. The elven ranger, while happy to note this turn of events, is equally absorbed in the conversation of the others.
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