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Tales of the Mute - Letters to you - Entry 9



I spent some time in the Pony today with Ildrand and Barudric. Ildrand has his arm around my waist, and we had held hands. I've never got the impression that he was a very affectionate or happy man, so I was a bit surprised when I felt him grab me. He left eventually, though, and I went over to see how Barudric's carving was going.

He started going on about something to do with my sister and my father. He had said that my father had been in Bree, and had told my sister to stay away from him? It was very unsettling news, considering that my sister has been dead for years, and my father has not left Rohan is over 20 years. I don't know who he was talking about, but it definitely was not my sister. He must be crazy, and seeing him with some woman who was pretending to be an elf only made me think he was even crazier. Elves, in Bree? Right! What's next, flying pigs?

Afterwards I went outside to get some air. There was just too much funny business going on in there. I think I bumped into someone on the way out, but then he followed me outside! We stared at each other a bit before he went and jumped off the porch! I forgot, or didn't know, that there was a haystack behind, so I went around to see if he was dead. He was not, and I crouched down above him for some time. He was talking crazy too, but at least it was a normal crazy and not an elves-living-in-Bree-kinda-crazy. 

I stole the flower crown off of his head and ran off with it. He chased me down the road and through the Scholar's Stair, all the way to the town hall! But alas, I ran into a dead end and he got me. I thought he was going to pull out a knife when he reached into his pocket but instead, he gave me my own flower crown! It has white roses in it, and I think I like it even better than the one I stole.

I had put my hand on is neck and leaned up like I was to kiss him. I was going to trick him and steal his crown again, but I forgot I had to meet someone about a portrait! I quickly ran away, without the stolen flower crown. But I have my own now, so I suppose that's alright!