Andaður einn listened as her new acquaintances spoke with Arin and Sune. All of these words like “exile, ‘barren’ and ‘wraiths’ made her feel uneasy. In fact everyone seemed a little on edge, well except for Robyn she was hungry. Andaður einn’s stomach growled, maybe it was time to eat. She gathered up her courage and stood up. Her cotton skirt gently swooshing around her.
“I hate to cut in, but Robyn here is hungry as I’m sure everyone else is. Would you, Arin and Sune happen to have some spare food and maybe a little water?” She looked around the room as she spoke, they all stared at her as if this was indeed the wrong time for eating and drinking.
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