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Andrew noted that Laurana moved to Caden's side but he had to believe that was because she did not know him and was perhaps surprised by his sudden appearance. He could not fault her caution. He turned to Sheena and winged a brow and magic flared up and the woman in question was now suspended in mid air and completely unable to move in any way. His gaze moved to Nathan, "I remember you Nathan," he said, "It is good to see you," he said honestly, "I had heard that you had been taken by the Douglas. My men and I searched for you for many weeks. I am sorry we did not find you." He bowed then and put a fist to his chest, "Only the bravest of us survived an encounter with the Douglas, you have my admiration and respect." He looked at Laurana then, "Have no others of my clan returned?' he asked her, "Surely I am not alone in answering the summons."
Caden cupped Laurana's elbow with his hand when she came near, to offer support. He felt woefully inadequate at the moment and though his normal stance and bravado masked it, it was assaulting him like a mighty army within himself. "We have seen no others of the Clan Kendrick, King Andrew, but the summon is still fresh, and many need time to put things in order before heeding the call."
Varen watched the woman be held in mid air as if she weighed nothing whatever, and then the king went on to chat as if nothing were happening of note. It shocked him a bit, but he did not speak. This was a matter for the fae to sort out among themselves. He was curious to know the outcome however, so he stood and watched stoically.
Morden sat with her a long while, until it was actually time to make lunch and feed the lot of them, "Shall we prepare something for lunch?" he asked, "I'm sure Niald is going to be hungry....and we probably shouldn't let his sleep too long or he will not sleep well when night comes."
Caden cupped Laurana's elbow with his hand when she came near, to offer support. He felt woefully inadequate at the moment and though his normal stance and bravado masked it, it was assaulting him like a mighty army within himself. "We have seen no others of the Clan Kendrick, King Andrew, but the summon is still fresh, and many need time to put things in order before heeding the call."
Varen watched the woman be held in mid air as if she weighed nothing whatever, and then the king went on to chat as if nothing were happening of note. It shocked him a bit, but he did not speak. This was a matter for the fae to sort out among themselves. He was curious to know the outcome however, so he stood and watched stoically.
Morden sat with her a long while, until it was actually time to make lunch and feed the lot of them, "Shall we prepare something for lunch?" he asked, "I'm sure Niald is going to be hungry....and we probably shouldn't let his sleep too long or he will not sleep well when night comes."