Olympics 2021 Instadrabbling by Lindariel

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Four

Lake Mithrim, the year 7 of the Sun.  This drabble belongs in my On Secret Looms Entwined series.

prompts:  thought, mystery, shield, goals


"I have never understood Findaráto's goals," Russandol admitted. "Obviously he wants her here for the council, but why did he send for Alatáriel so early?"

Carnistir growled. "The House of Arafinwë is a strange bunch: every thought a mystery, every smile a shield. I do not trust them. Can you not find something for her to do that will keep her out of our way until the meeting?"

"What sort of a something?"

"Set her to work spinning or weaving, maybe?" hazarded Carnistir. "I know she knows how to do that."

"No, wait! I have a better idea," Russandol mused.


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