<b>For the next three days, Pegawen spent much of her time reading, often staying up well into the night as she poured over one tome after another. Each morning she'd join the others for breakfast, telling them of the things she'd learned from her intense studies. It was clear, as she spoke, that she was doing something she loved to do – her face lit up, despite the grim topic, and her eyes twinkled as she went over the various points in the history of these people. Much of what they knew about the races appeared to be true here also, so much so that parts of the history nearly mirrored that of their own home. She even sang one of their songs, an ode to the Farmer, her melodious voice capturing the attentions of more than one elf who passed by their table. <br/>
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Each evening she would join Lotharn and Allassiel at the tables once more, telling them more of what she'd learned, as well as bits of story that Meliadriel had shared with her about the town and the surrounding areas. Some of them were somber, but some were hilarious and Allassiel often ended up wiping tears from her eyes as she laughed. <br/>
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As for Allassiel, Meliadriel had shown her around Greendale, along with Pegawen, taking them to the forges to see if Pegawen's necklace was yet ready. Allassiel, finding a kindred spirit in Turmiel, had spent long hours there as they traded stories and techniques for forging weapons. Often, Meliadriel came by when she was done with her own studies and joined in the conversation, her eyes often fixed on Turmiel as they spoke. It hadn't taken Allassiel long to figure out why the young maiden was there and had made sure to show her that she had nothing to worry over by telling them tales of her husband and children. <br/>
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When she wasn't there, learning what she could, she'd seek out Lotharn to go over various thoughts and worries with him and, often with Timberlane as well. She had several concerns about the prophesy but agreed, though, that it was best to wait and see what the council decided before making any plans.</b><br/><br/><b>On the day the dwarves and humans started to arrive, Meliadriel came to Pegawen's room bearing gifts for both of them – a pair of elven dresses in the style of those worn by the elves there. There was a dark green for Allassiel, nearly matching the color of her eyes, and one of pale silver that shimmered like moonlight, embroidered with gold vines and flowers for Pegawen. When Pegawen gasped, insisting they couldn't possibly accept such a generous gift, Meliadriel merely shrugged her shoulder and grinned. “Here, all elves are my family, no matter where they may have begun. That means you as well. Should I not wish to see my family suitably attired?”</b><br/><br/><b>Pegawen had no argument to give for this simple logic, so instead she hugged Meliadriel before passing Allassiel her dress. With their help, Pegawen quickly disrobed and put on the new garment, the dress falling to her ankles as it draped and accentuated her slender form. When she had finished fastening the bodice, she turned for the others.</b><br/><br/>“<b>It is perfect for you!” Meliadriel beamed, pleased with her choice of gift.</b><br/><br/>“<b>You look most lovely, cousin,” Allassiel agreed, reaching to pull the neckline up. “It suits you, and I imagine others will agree. Now, I will go to my rooms and change.” She turned, offering Meliadriel the briefest of hugs, before leaving the room.</b><br/><br/>“<b>Come,” Meliadriel pointed to a chair as she grabbed a brush from atop the dresser, “Let me try something with your hair.”</b><br/><br/><b>A short while later, Pegawen stepped out of her room, her hair braided around her head like a crown, two silver combs hold it in place. Looking very much like one of the elves of Greendale now, she headed to the main area of the house to seek Lotharn, passing a group of hir standing around speaking in hushed tones. They paused, upon seeing her, and fell silent as she hurried past them, more than one following her with their gaze until she was out of their sight. Pegawen didn't seem to notice them, however, focused as she was on finding Lotharn. </b>