Morwen stood looking to the Field of Celebrant from across the river. The wind gusted, blowing her long wavy red hair in the air along with her dress. The skies were grey with snow clouds and there was a gentle sprinkle of snowflakes floating down. The soil was hard and frozen, the grass frosted and stiff, yet all she noticed was her own reflection flickering in the water. Her eyes seemed grey rather than the hazel green they normally were and her face looked as though it had forgotten how to smile. I left my smile in Edoras.

Ceorl rubbed his ear after his father finally let go. "Close the door." Closing the door, he continued to rub his bright red earlobe, frowning. He watched as his father sat down at the table and beckoned for his son to join him. "I was only answering the children's questions."

"Yes, I sure."

"I was!" looking down, Ceorl knew exactly the kind of reaction he'd usually get for shouting. After a moment of expecting a clip round the ear, and receiving nothing, he looked up to his father. His face showed him deep in thought, frowning as he tried to work something out in his head to no avail. Finally his father looked at him with a very serious expression, the kind he had only used one other time; when he told Ceorl he was going to be living in Edoras with his Aunt for sometime. "Your tutor, Morwen…" Ceorl's face lit up at his mistress's name, and an uncontrollable smile spread across his little rosy cheeks. "…she's a bit of an odd one, isn't she?"

"What? Morwen is not odd! She's brave and wise and strong!"

"Like I said, an odd one. Now I'm not saying the girl isn't welcome, because she is. But she's something new for this village." Standing up in outrage, Ceorl clenched his fists and pouted without realising. "Good! This village was getting boring." And at that he stormed off to his room.


Sorry about how long it's taken to put this chapter up. Finally finished all my college work so I shouldn't take as long to update.

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