The long road

The aristocrat didn't remember the last time, she stood still and simply breathed. The faces, they were all there, though she could not help but wonder. For how long? And were these people worth befriending? In hindsight, it might've looked foolish, for her to offer the swaggering mercenary, such a large sum of coin. She claimed that she had nothing to lose. And it seemed to her that the others believed it. When in reality, this was a test of character. Would he carry out the task that she paid him for? Or would the gold prove too tempting, that he would abandon all principles and honor? So, far, that hasn't been the case. In this moment of solitude, as the fire crackles in her camp. She thinks of how far she's come and further still,  she must journey. Not only within physical means, but spiritual as well. Her Father called her home.The gleaming city of Dol Amroth awaits. And the bay of the gulls below. If her maiden stage hadn't caused so much trouble. The portion of her household that went with her to the North. Might still be alive. Time will show the character of each soul present. She had not known true fear in a long while. But now? Oh yes. It was real. And paralyzing.