How could I been so foolish? Rualeen said to herself as took another small bite of dried meat. Many hours have past since the skirmish with Morrik, she had done as her father requested and arrived at Mithral Hall just as the sun began to wan. She had spent most of the time in her room brooding; she wished to be alone.
A few good meaning dwarves came by her door and offered her to join them for dinner but she declined. Her mood left little of an apatite.
Yet as time past her hunger won out, she not had eaten since last noon yesterday. So she made her way to one of the near by kitchens.
The room was empty, most were at this late hour. Only the one in the main dinning hall still had her cooks in her working on breakfast for the coming morning. Rualeen looked over some of its stores and found an apple, some cheese, and a few thin strips of what tasted like dried pork. She took them and a skin