<span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">Daewyn was hoping for a better day than this. As it now looked she was Indrean’s “prisoner” or “betrothed” if she understood his words to the Gondorians. Satisfied he would not turn her over, she looked at him and saw a man of his word. But with fifteen soldiers with this commander, they would have to play it close, and Daewyn would try and act her part while Indrean talked with them.<br/><br/>The commander said to Indrean,<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Sure my friend, you can collect what you will for her, but you say she was promised to you?”</span><br/><br/>Daewyn turned her head and huffed, not that she didn’t mind being with Indrean, but she had to act like she wasn’t. The commander then said to Indrean,<br/><br/>“So you are taking this bird to Minas Tirith? If so, we will ride along. Wouldn’t want her to get lost. Once we are back, we will see what story is the truthful one. Since the day is early, we could set out now. But if you wish to wait until early morn, we can accommodate.”<br/><br/>The commander gave Indrean a hard look and acted as if Daewyn was a piece of property.</span>