"No."
"Mother-"
"NO!"
Savina slammed a jar of Basil down on the kitchen counter, "I'm going, with or without your blessing."
Relinot laughed shrilly and started slicing a loaf of bread, "oh no you aren't."
Marc came in with an empty tray in his hands, "the customers don't like the ribs, probably because I didn't have basil because someone was gone for two hours," he looked pointedly at Savina, then noticed the look on her face, "what happened?"
Relinot snorted, "Savina wants to go to Mount Doom with that creepy human and that foul dwarf," then she added in a softer tone, "and Prince Legolas."
"Why?" Marc looked from his mother to Savina and back to his mother.
"Because she's dumb," snapped Savina's mother, starting to butter the slices of bread.
Savina looked at her mother angrily, "I want to look for father."
Marc raised his eyebrows, then turned away for a moment, and then he looked over his shoulder at Relinot, "seems like you should let her go, Mother." He turned back to the counter; "aww…here's the basil, then."
Relinot glared at his back, "Marc, I've spent the last two years working day and night, trying to keep us all afloat and you want to let her go?"
Marc shrugged, "she's sixteen mother, you've got to let her go sometime. Besides, I think father would have wanted it."
Savina's mother gaped at him for a moment, speechless. "You aren't even worried about her?"
"Oh, of course," Marc grabbed a slice of buttered bread, "but it's her life and I'm behind her no matter what it is," to prove his point, he put his hand on Savina's arm.
She flinched away, "that's my burn," she reminded him, displaying a large red burn on the back of her right arm.
"Sorry," Marc put his hand on her shoulder, and looked at Relinot, "you've got to let her go."
Relinot looked as if she were about to say something, but then she stopped and started cutting up apples, "when were you planning on leaving?"
Marc picked up a tray of mugs full of ale and went back into the tavern.
Savina hugged her mother, who waved her away, "thank you, I'm going to find father and bring him home."
"Where are the human and the dwarf? I can't hear the Dwarf breathing anymore," Relinot put the bread and apples onto a plate.
"They are taking Legolas to our house and putting him in bed," Savina watched her mother's face, "we do have four extra bedrooms-"
"I'm not angry, Savina," Relinot said in a tired voice, "it's proper that our guests should have beds. I'm assuming you made rooms for the human and the dwarf as well?"
Savina nodded, "we'll probably be leaving in a few days, Aragorn said as soon as two, as late as three."
Relinot looked suddenly tired, "I'll pack food for you, you should pack tonight." She sighed, "you're just like your father." She set the plate of food and a mug of ale on a tray and picked it up, "go make sure your friends have everything they need and tell them you'll be joining them."
Savina followed her mother out into the tavern and said goodbye to her, kissing her on her pale cheek. Then she dashed to the door, threw it open, and ran all the way home.