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((The lady))

An Unspoken Nightmare

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"Through sickness and in health I shall cherish you always. Nothing in this life will keep you away from my heart." Those words resounded in her mind and as the bride, she wanted to believe him.  Love could be such a beautiful and true thing his love made her feel valued, alive. More so than she had ever been when in Rohan, he was the kind of man, that made a woman feel understood and heard. If this was the case then why did he leave her?

Secrets

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The Lady lifted the wooden sword in her hand and the makeshift shield, barking out orders like she were a commander on the battle-field. She felt as if she were someone else, Somewhere Else. "No, no you're footing is off my boy! Are you dancing to a Minstrel's tune? Or are you training?" 

Adventures of the Lady

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OOC it is authored by Aellwenn

Here contains the adventures and business regarding Lady Aellwenn of the Riddermark.

Aellwenn's cottage

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Home sweet Home, Aellwenn enjoys some solitude in her cottage on the outskirts of town.

Atop the Hill

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She stayed out until after dark taking in the sights that she once called home. But home was such a loose term these days. The stars began to shine and she had hoped there was mercy for her somewhere. She had missed the feeling of being loved and knowing that there were others around her that would support her every step of the way. Now it was all gone because of her childish fantasies that she had in the past.

A quiet morning

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The lady, not just any lady, but The Lady. Those were the whispers upon her return. A cloud of silvery-white returning to the sleepy hovel known as Bree-land. Rustic, filled with charm and peace. For some, it was a land that brought fresh opportunity, for others, it was home. For Aellwenn well it was a bit of both. It was a rather mild winter morning and she found herself longing for a stroll and a place to calm her mind. Staddle was this place.

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