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[center][h1][color=f6989d] Irime Greenleaf [/color][/h1][/center]

Irime had watched Kreneas go into the middle of the circle she had departed and she listened to his words and she opened her mouth to speak but held her tongue. She waited and stared Ithithara down. Irime knew her grandfather was a terrible threat to hold over someone's head but she was right in this, even if it wasn't presented in the best of ways. Irime was on her horse and it was getting antsy. She offered her arm for Kreneas to mount up behind her when he walked over to her.

Moments later her horse maneuvered them through the bushes near the lake. Leaning against Kreneas for a moment she slid down and fed her horse another treat as he got down from the tall stallion. Wandering close to the water she sat on a large flat rock and patted the rock for him to sit with her.

Sensing his nearness she sighed and said quietly, [color=f6989d]"When you spoke to Ithithara you sounded apologetic about my behavior. You shouldn't be, you are not responsible for my temper or my actions and it was certainly not your fault for Finrod's death. If anyone's it was mine. We knew they hadn't fought Orcs before and if I hadn't left the camp you wouldn't have followed me."[/color] She stopped a moment and looked at him. [color=f6989d]"Why did you follow me?"[/color]

[color=f6989d]"You knew I am more than capable. Why would you follow me into the dark and leave the young men-"[/color] She sucked in her breath as dawning hit her. Looking into Kreneas'eyes Irime searched his for an answer. [color=f6989d]"You left them because I am a female. Why?"[/color]

Irime was sitting merely a few inches from Kreneas but she wasn't sure what he would say. Either he thought her incapable or too emotional to be an adequate partner or there was a third reason. She felt the lump in her throat as she worried which one it was. 

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