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Chapter 6
After about an hour or so, we finally reach the bottom of the mountain and walk across a bridge to stand at a circle, marble courtyard at the bottom of some stairs.
I stand by the stairs with Shana and Gandalf as I watch Bilbo and the dwarves. I smile as I watch the hobbit as he looks around the elven city in awe. I knew at least he would love this place, hobbits always have a thing for beauty and peace.
"Mithrandir, Shakana, Shana." A familiar voice calls out.
I look up and smile as I see Lindir coming down towards us.
"Ah, Lindir!" Gandalf greets him.
The four of us greet each other with the customary elven greeting of the hand on the heart.
"Lastannem i athrannedh i Vruinen." Lindir says to us.
"I must speak with Lord Elrond." Gandalf says.
"My Lord Elrond is not here."
"Not here? Where is he?"
"Oh, I have a feeling he will be here any moment now."
Gandalf and Lindir look at me just before the horn from earlier is rung. I just smile at Gandalf, knowing I was right. He gives me a smile before we turn and see a group of armed horsemen approaching along the bridge at a rapid rate.
"Ifridî bekâr!" Thorin calls out. "Hold ranks!"
The dwarves bunch up together into a tight circle with their weapons pointed outward, Bilbo in the middle as the mounted Elves arrive and ride in circles around the dwarves. I groan at this, shaking my head in exasperation.
"Miehiä." Shana says to me in our language, causing me to chuckle.
Eventually, the horses stop, and one elf, Elrond, separates himself from the others.
"Gandalf, My Ladies." He calls out with a grin.
Gandalf bows gracefully. "Lord Elrond. Mellonnen! Mo evínedh?"
"Farannem 'lamhoth i udul o charad. Dagannem rim na Iant Vedui."
Elrond dismounts from his horse, then he and Gandalf embrace. Elrond pulls away from the wizard before turning to Shana and I.
"Welcome home, Shakana, Shana, it is nice to see you again."
I bow to him. "Thank you, My Lord. It is good to be home. Although, was all that really necessary?" I finish as I indicate the whole circling.
He just grins and winks before embracing Shana and I, causing me to chuckle and roll my eyes.
Elrond then holds up an orc sword before passing it off to Lindir.
"Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders. Something, or someone, has drawn them near."
"Ah, that may have been us." Gandalf says, nodding to the dwarves.
Thorin steps forward, and Elrond looks upon him with recognition.
"Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain."
"I do not believe we have met." Thorin says.
"You have your grandfather's bearing. I knew Thror when he ruled under the Mountain."
"Indeed; he made no mention of you."
I sigh as I pinch the bridge of my nose. I suppose that's as polite as I'm going to get with Thorin. However, Elrond just takes it in stride as he speaks in Elvish. The dwarves of course do not understand what he is saying.
"Nartho i noer, toltho i viruvor. Boe i annam vann a nethail vin."
Even though he's speaking a command to Lindir to light the fires, open the wine and to feed our guests, the tone in which he spoke didn't allude to that at all, causing me to pinch the bridge of my nose again in frustration.
"What is he saying? Does he offer us insult?" Gloin asks.
The dwarves grow hostile and grip their weapons uneasily.
I let out a sigh of exasperation. "No, Gloin, he's offering you food."
The dwarves quickly discuss this amongst themselves.
"Ah well, in that case, lead on."
Gandalf and Elrond lead the way up the stairs, Shakana and I right behind them.
"And you wonder where Elladen and Elrohir get their mischievousness from." I say, causing him to chuckle.
"No harm done, Shakana. Will you and Shana be joining us for dinner, tonight?"
After sharing a glance with Shana, she nods and then I do.
"We will join you, My Lord. I just need to check on my people first."
He nods. "Of course. They will be happy to see you again. I will send for you when we are ready."
I smile and nod as I stop just before the entrance into the halls and turn to the others.
"This is where we will be parting ways for the moment. I have to check on my people before we join you for dinner tonight."
"We could go with you." Thorin suggests as he steps forward.
I shake my head. "No, Thorin. Stay here. I may be the Chieftess of my people, but even I still answer to Elrond, as we are in his realm. I will join you for dinner later, I promise."
Leaning up, I kiss him, nod to the others and bow to Elrond before Shana and I walk away, making our way towards the woods.
"This is going to be interesting." Shana says to me.
I just groan as we cross a bridge that leads to the forest. "Don't. I think this is the first time I am dreading staying here. I just hope they don't cause trouble."
She giggles. "From what I hear you say, mother, trouble always seem to follow dwarves."
I smile at this. "More often than that. At least it's never boring around them."
She lets out another giggle as we walk into the treeline and walk along the familiar path leading towards our village. I smile as I see sentries up ahead, both of them standing to attention as they see us.
"Chieftess! Welcome home!" Solar, the one on the left, greets.
I smile and incline my head to him. "Thank you, Solar."
We walk past them and my smile grows as I hear the chatter and laughter of my people up ahead as well as the barking of dogs.
I see some children who look up, eyes going wide and smiles appearing as they see us before running off to the others, shouting our arrival. Not long after, Shana and I are greeted by our people, who bow before hugging the both of us, welcoming the both of us home.
I also reach out and pet some of the dogs that come over, including my own, Dakota, who is a black shaggy dog. She is four years old and I have had her since she was a puppy. I was too afraid of her safety to bring her with Shana and I, so left her in my friend, Elfryda's, capable hands.
Walking to the town square, I smile as Rhoswyn, our Shaman, walks over to us.
She bows to us. "Welcome home, Chieftess, Lady Shana. It fills me with great joy to see your return."
I smile. "Thank you, Rhoswyn, it is good to be home. I trust everything has been well?"
She nods. "Yes, Chieftess, everything has been well. Although, there was an uproar when Snowflake and Starlight suddenly appeared, without you, and with sixteen ponies and another horse."
Shana and I breathe sighs of relief, happy to know our horses and the ponies made it home alright. Although, this does explain how the people were overly relieved to see us alive and well.
"Yes, well, a lot has happened these past few weeks. Maybe we should retire to my home and we can talk there."
She nods and the three of us, as well as Dakota, who doesn't leave my side, walk over to the largest tree and climb up the stairs until we reach the large circular house. This home, being the home of the chief, is the largest one among the Arcani, as it always has been.
The other trees held smaller circular houses, built around the tree stumps and they all varied in size, depending on the necessity of the homeowner. Each house was built by the person who owned it. The platforms also had bridges connecting each of them as well as stairs leading to the ground.
Walking through the door of the home Shana and I share, I let out a sigh, happy to be home at last. Looking around, it is quite modest for being the home of a chief. It had two levels, the lower level housing the lounge and a place where I can do some work and above the office is a platform that holds the second level, which is where Shana and I sleep, it also overlooks the lounge area.
I drop my belongings down before plopping onto the plush sofa, leaning back into it, laying my left arm over Dakota as she jumps up and lays besides me, her head on my lap.
"Oh, it feels good to be home." I say with a sigh.
Shana smiles as she sits next to me. "It certainly does."
Rhoswyn sits on the sofa across from us. "It's good to have you both home. You have truly been missed the past couple of years. So, tell me, what transpired for your horses to return without you and leading sixteen ponies and one horse?"
We then proceed to tell her about how we had fought off some bandits in which we had met up with Gandalf and the rest of the company. I just see her smile as I mention about being reunited with Thorin. And then we tell her how we joined up with them and then explain the whole troll situation and the chase that led us to here.
"Well, I am glad you both managed to survive through all of that and make it home safely. Although, I am happy you have been reunited with Thorin, Shakana."
I smile. "Yes, so am I. Although, you already knew I would, didn't you?"
I know of her gift of foresight and able to read memories and given how she was calm all through the story, knew she had seen something of it.
She nods. "I had. When the horses returned, I had tapped into Snowflake's memories and she showed me what happened. I just wanted to hear it from you and have it confirmed."
I nod. "Understandable. I think I would have had a hard time believing all of that myself. Especially the trolls."
She hums. "Mountain trolls usually live in the Ettenmoors. They don't usually migrate that far south."
"I know. Something must have driven them away, but what, I do not know."
Shana takes my hand. "Let's not think of that right now, mother. We're safe now, that is all that matters."
Rhoswyn nods. "She is right. I am assuming you have a dinner to be ready for, am I right?"
I nod. "Yes, we do. Elrond is holding a feast for the arrival of the company and has invited Shana and I."
"Very well. I will leave the two of you to get ready. I will check to see if the bathhouse is empty and make sure the two of you are not disturbed."
I smile as the Shaman stands. "That's not necessary, but I thank you, Rhoswyn."
She smiles back as she leaves. Shana and I get a new change of clothes, towels and some soap before we leave and go to the bathhouse which is a large building on the ground. Inside is a large, in ground bath, able to hold many of the people at once. The marble of the bath is infused with heat magic, keeping the water warm all day and night. The magic is also able to clean the water once the users have left, leaving it fresh and clean for the next people to use.
I am so thankful that Yavannah was able to grant us the ability to use magic, the idea of bathing in rivers again not very much appealing, after doing it for the past two years.
While stripping off our clothing, Shana I have to laugh as Dakota jumps into the pool and begins paddling around. Once I am naked, I place my items on a bench before slipping into the water, letting out a sigh as the hot water laps at my skin.
"Oh, how I have missed this."
Shana giggles as she slips in after me. "I know, so have I. So much better than washing in rivers. Huh?"
I chuckle, watching Dakota as she swims laps. "SO much better. Shana, there's something I want to ask you, and I want you to be truthful with me."
"Of course, mother, what is it?"
"Fili." I see her blush and look away at just his name, smiling to myself as I now know I am right with my feelings. "So, there IS something going on between the two of you."
"No, no there really isn't, mother. I just. . ."
"You like him?" she nods. "Does he like you?"
"No. Maybe. I don't know. I like to think he does. With the way he looks at me, it feels as though he does. But, we've only known each other for a few weeks, how are we supposed to know if we do?"
I smile at her. "Shana, time doesn't matter with love. Don't you remember how quick Alyana fell in love with Orophin when he came from Lothlorien with Lady Galadriel? They had only known each other for a few days before Alyana had come to me, asking permission to leave to be with him. And now, they are happily married with two children. You know our kind are known to love hard and fast."
"Like you did with Thorin?"
I smile. "Yes, just like that. However, because we were just children at the time of my crush, I didn't understand it fully, but as I got older, I knew."
"Do you think you would be married by now? If things had been different?"
"Yes. I do believe so. Even though it was still new at that time, I had loved Thorin dearly. I still do. And had things been different, I believe we would be married and also with a house full of children."
She pauses for a moment. "Do you regret it? Leaving him all those years ago?"
I take a few moments to think it over, reaching out to pet Dakota as she sits besides me on the step I am on. "In some ways, I do. I have always held onto the thought that, if I had allowed us to stay, not made us leave, then many of us would still be alive now, including your mother and father, which leaves me with so much guilt."
She swims over and holds me. "Oh mother, you shouldn't. You didn't know what would happen, you didn't you know you would be attacked. You did what you thought was best for our people and look what happened? We have a great home and our people are happy. I know no one else blames you, mother and father don't blame you, so you shouldn't blame yourself."
I smile at her. "Thank you, sweetheart. That means a lot to hear. But, as for Fili, just spend some time with him, see how you both feel and go from there. Just know, whatever happens, you have my full blessing and support."
She smiles. "Thank you mother, I appreciate that."
I smile back as we begin to wash up. Once we are done, we dry off and I put on a blue breast covering with a matching loincloth. Shana's are green in colour. Taking a large towel, I wrap it around Dakota and rub her fur to dry her off, giggling as she won't stop wiggling around.
Once she's dried and we are dressed, we return to our home where we help with each other's hair. I pull hers into a half up, half down do, pulling the small tail into a braid. I then decorate her hair with beads, feathers and jewels, befitting of her station as the daughter of the Chieftess, as well as a small silver circlet.
Once I am done with her, she does the same for me, although, she brushes my hair back and into a long thick braid, which reaches to the middle of my back, shorter than the normal length of the bottom of the back. She then redresses my hair with similar beads, feathers and jewels, before placing another silver circlet on my head, which, like Shana's, was a gift from Lord Elrond.
Once we are done, I walk over to the study and stop at the mannequin which holds my father's shawl; the Shawl of the Chief. I had not worn this ever since I retrieved it from my father's body after the battle, many years ago. I felt undeserving of it, especially after my actions caused the deaths of many of my people, including my sister and brother in law.
Shana, having watched me for some time, puts a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Remember what I said, mother, what happened was not your fault. None of us blame you. You are a great leader, a great Chieftess. You have done nothing but think of us all this time. Even while we were travelling, the people were a constant thought on your mind. It is time, don't you think?"
I take a deep breath, reaching out to touch the fabric of the shawl.
"Yes, I believe it is. Although, not now. I will inform Rhoswyn to prepare for the ceremony. Until then, it will stay where it is."
She nods, accepting my answer. I pick up Dakota's collar from the table, a thick, pink, leather material which is adorned with beads and feathers, labelling her the Chieftess's loyal dog.
I look to the door as I hear a knock, and after giving the person behind admittance, it opens and I smile as Elrond's eldest twin, Elladan, walks in.
I smile as the three of us bow at each other.
"Elladan, it is wonderful to see you again."
He smiles back, petting Dakota as she greets him. "As it is to see you again, Kana. How were your travels?"
I nod. "They were good, thank you. How are you doing? And Chenoa?"
He smiles as I mention his wife, who is one of the Arcani, the two of them having married seven years ago.
"I am well, as is she. She is currently expecting another child."
I smile wide. "Oh, that is wonderful news! How are the boys handling it?"
He chuckles. "They are both excited. Although, Anahu is worried about the baby taking up our time. Chenoa and I constantly tell him we will still love him and Uruvion has been a blessing. Having been through this before with Anahu, he is always around his younger brother, making sure he is never alone."
"Aww, bless him. I am really happy for you. Please, give Chenoa my love, tell her I will visit her soon."
He nods. "Of course. My father sent for me, he says that the feast is being set out."
"Ah, of course. Then lead on."
He turns and walks out, with Shana, Dakota and I following. We leave the village, with me leaving Rhoswyn in charge, and head towards the elven city, the three of us talking about the upcoming new arrival.
Soon enough, I smile as I hear the rowdy voices of the dwarves up ahead and we walk onto a terrace where two tables have been set up; one which Elrond, Gandalf and Thorin are sat at, while the others are at a longer table.
Elrond smiles as he looks over. "Ah, Elladen, thank you, henig."
Elladan smiles and bows before he leaves us. Shana joins the dwarves and Bilbo at the longer table, while I am to join Elrond, Thorin and Gandalf.
I smile at Thorin, who is stood smiling at me and takes my hands into his.
"You look beautiful, amralime." he says before leaning down to place a kiss upon my hand.
"Thank you, Thorin. You look handsome yourself, better now you have washed up."
He smiles back as he pulls out the chair between Elrond and I and seating me at the table. I know he is only having me there as a buffer between him and the Elflord, not trusting him yet, but I say nothing.
I turn to Elrond. "I apologise for the uninvited guest of Dakota, My Lord. When I returned home, she wouldn't leave my side."
Elrond chuckles as he pats the dog's head. "Not to worry, Shakana. She is a welcomed visitor."
I smile as I load up a plate of food for Dakota and place it down for her. She waits patiently before I give her the command to eat, her licking my hand before she does.
"She is well trained." Thorin comments as he sits besides me.
"I trained her since she was a puppy. She still has some training to do, but she's a good girl."
Thorin grins. "With you as her trainer, I'm sure she'll do great."
I grin back.
"How are the Arcani?" Gandalf asks.
I smile. "They are well, thank you. You will have to come visit, I'm sure Rhoswyn will be happy to see you again."
I know he and Rhoswyn are close friends, always seeing the two of them talking with one another.
He smiles back. "I will make sure to."
I begin to load my plate with meats, potatoes and vegetables, listening as Elrond begins to examine Thorin's sword, the same one he had found in the troll hoard.
"This is Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver. A famous blade, forged by the High Elves of the West. My kin. May it server you well."
I smile as Thorin bows his head in respect as Elrond passes the blade back to him. He gives me a smile as he notices me watching him. I turn back to Elrond as he examines Gandalf's sword next.
"And this is Glamdring, the Foehammer. Sword of the King of Gondolin. These swords were made for the Goblin Wars of the First Age. How did you come by these?"
"We found them in a Troll hoard on the Great East Road. Shortly before we were ambushed by orcs."
"And what were you doing on the Great East Road?"
Sensing Thorin about to leave his seat, I place a hand on his leg, firmly keeping him in place, giving him a slight shake of my head.
"Is that important, My Lord?"
Elrond turns to me as I ask this. "Is what important?"
"What we were doing on the Great East Road? Shana and I were also travelling along it before we found them. There is no reason for us to not have been travelling along it, after all."
He just looks at me, and I know he knows I'm hiding something, however, I know he will not pry.
"Of course. I apologise for asking, I did not mean any offence. The matter shall be dropped."
I smile and bow my head in thanks, before turning to Thorin, who I see is now relaxed, also bowing his head in thanks. I also see him giving me a thankful look, causing me to smile and give his leg another squeeze before removing it and continuing my meal.
"So, Elrond, Elladan tells me you are expecting another grandchild. You must be so happy."
He smiles at this. "Yes, I truly am. I couldn't have been more pleased when Elladan and Chenoa told me."
I'm surprised, but pleased, when Thorin decides to insert himself into the conversation.
"My congratulations to you and your family, My Lord. Children truly are a blessing."
Elrond smiles at Thorin. "You have my thanks, Thorin, and I will be sure to pass on you congratulations. I already have two grandsons and they have been a wonderful blessing to our family. We are truly excited to be adding more."
I smile and open my mouth to answer, when I look over at the other table as something clatters, and see Bofur standing up on the table and beginning to sing.
"There is an inn, there's an inn, there's a merry old inn
beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
The Man in the Moonhimselfcame down
one night to drink his fill.
Oh, the ostler has a tipsy cat
that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he saws his bow
Now squeaking high, nowpurring low,
now sawing in the middle.
So, the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,
a drink that'll wake the dead,
He squeaked and he sawed and he quickened the tune,
And the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:
'It's after three!' he said."
As the dwarves were singing, food was also being thrown about, a bread roll flying over my head, to hit the statue besides me, right by Lindir's face. I currently have my head in my hand in shame and lean over to speak to Thorin quietly.
"Thorin, they are not my people so I have no authority over them, however, if you don't stop them then I will, and trust me, you won't want that. We are in Lord Elrond's home, and I am sure you would not want to be disrespected like this if roles were reversed. Would you?"
He looks to me for a moment and I can soon see the shame and regret coming over him, before he gives a sigh.
"No, you are right. Of course I wouldn't." he then turns and stands to face the dwarves, who stop what they're doing as he does so. "That is enough. While I know none of us are too happy to be here, this is not the way we treat any host. Lord Elrond has been kind enough to house us, and this is how we repay him? I would like for you all to apologise to Lord Elrond and then clean up the mess that has been made before we turn in for the night."
Thoroughly scolded, the dwarves, lead by Balin, apologise to Elrond, who accepts their apology, and then they all begin to clean up. Thorin, pleased with this, turns and surprises me more by giving a sincere bow to Elrond.
"I apologise for the actions of my kin, My Lord. I can assure you, it will not happen again."
He smiles at Thorin and gives an incline of his head in gratitude. "I thank you for your apology, Thorin, and as I have with your kin, I accept it."
Thorin nods and looking between Gandalf and I, he continues to speak.
"If you are willing, I would like to speak with you before we retire for the night."
I exchange a look with Gandalf, wondering if he is going to do what we think he will do.
"Of course, Thorin. We shall retire to my study."
Thorin nods and after asking for Balin to join us and telling the others to return to their terrace when they are done and leave, with Gandalf bringing Bilbo for some reason. I also have Shana and Dakota stay with the dwarves.
Walking into the study, Elrond stand by his desk before turning to us.
"Now, what can I do for you?"
It is Gandalf who answers, not Thorin. "We have a map that we can't read. I know there is something hidden on it, and I was hoping you would be able to read it for us."
Elrond nods. "I can certainly see if I can."
We all turn to Thorin and surprisingly, he hands over the map willingly. Balin looks to me, his eyes wide in surprise, but I just smile, hoping this will be the start of repairing relationships between dwarves and elves.
Elrond takes the map and his eyes flick up to Thorin as he sees it.
"Erebor? What is your interest in this map?"
Thorin opens his mouth to answer, but Gandalf interrupts him.
"It's mainly academic. As you know, this sort of artifact sometimes contains hidden text."
Gandalf and Thorin exchange a look before the wizard turns to the Elflord.
"You still read ancient Dwarvish, do you not?"
Elrond is silent as he looks up to the moon shining through and holds the map up.
"Cirith Ithil."
I suddenly have a look of realisation. "Ah, moon runes."
Gandalf nods. "Of course. An easy thing to miss."
"Well, in this case, that is true." Elrond explains as he looks over the map a little more before turning to us. "Moon runes can only be read by the light of a moon of the same shape and season, as the day in which they were written."
"Can you read them?" Thorin asks, hope in his voice.
"I can, but not now. It appears you were meant to come to Rivendell, Thorin. These runes were written on a Misdummer's Eve, by the light of a crescent moon nearly two hundred years ago."
"Midsummer's Eve? That is in two weeks, is it not?" I ask, the realization hitting. "A crescent moon will also shine then, won't it?"
Elrond nods. "Yes, it will."
Thorin sighs. "So, we are to stay here for two weeks?"
As I look to Thorin, a thought goes through my head before turning to Elrond.
"My Lord, if I may, if you are willing to allow the dwarves to spend the night here, I will be willing to host them in my village for the time they are here. I know the elves here are unused to the behaviour of dwarves, as it was proven at dinner, but my people are and will be more equipped."
Elrond thinks on this for a moment before he nods. "I thank you for the offer, My Lady, and if that is what Thorin wishes, then I will accept. However, you are still able to come to Rivendell whenever it pleases you."
I nod and bow before we all leave; Thorin, Balin, Bilbo and I heading back to the dwarves.
"That was nice of you to offer, lass." Balin says to me.
I just smile. "It was nothing. I know you would all feel more comfortable with us than here. Although, I am hoping Dori won't have an aneurysm at all the scantly dressed Arcani walking around."
Balin laughs, with Thorin chuckling away.
"He will manage, amralime. And I thank you for inviting us to stay with you."
I just smile as we soon reach the others and inform them on the meeting. As the dwarves begin to groan at the thought of staying with elves, they soon cheer when they are informed about staying with my people, all of them accepting graciously.
"Why can we not go with you now?" Nori asks.
"While you are all ready to leave, my people are not yet ready for you. I will have to go and inform them and have the guest houses prepared for you all. We should be ready for you by lunchtime, if you would like to come then."
They all nod in agreement and I smile at Thorin.
"We had best leave now, we have much to prepare."
Thorin nods. "Of course. We will see you tomorrow. Sleep well."
I smile and accept Thorin's kiss before leaving with Shana after we say our goodbyes. Dakota walks in between us.
"Well, this is going to be interesting." Shana says as we walk through the halls.
I nod. "I know. No doubt Rhoswyn will be aware of this and will already be having the homes prepared for their arrival."
I was right in my assumption. As soon as we return to the trees, Rhoswyn informs me the homes, which are located on the ground, are being prepared for the dwarves.
Thankfully, we have quite a few guest houses, since Rivendell has trades set up with other places, so do we, and members of those cities and towns, often come to trade with us and stay in the homes. Since we're not expecting any visitors for some time, I decide to have all five homes be used for the dwarves. Each of them have three beds in them and they I will leave them to figure out who goes where.
After working late into the night, I send off the volunteers to their homes, declaring us done for the night. We will finish up any last minute details in the morning.
Shana and I return home where we collapse on our beds, falling to sleep almost as soon as our heads hit the pillow. Shana was right, this will prove interesting. It has been a long time since my people have been among the dwarves, the younger ones having never even seen a dwarf, I just hope it all goes well.
And there we have it, the next part of the story is up. Next time, we will see how the dwarves behave with the Arcani. Please leave me a review and let me know your thoughts xx
Translations;
Lastannem i athrannedh i Vruinen – We heard you had crossed into the Valley
Ifridî bekâr – Ready weapons!
Miehiä - Males
Mellonnen! Mo evínedh? – My friend. Where have you been?
Farannem 'lamhoth i udul o charad. Dagannem rim na Iant Vedui – We had been hunting a pack of Orcs that came up from the South.
Nartho i noer, toltho i viruvor. Boe i annam vann a nethail vin - Light the fires, bring forth the wine. We must feed our guests
