Xanderian

Eduwiges of Faldham sat on the edge of the great flet of Telain Melthin dangling her feet over the vast empty space of the enormous grove of mallorn trees, A gentle breeze blew the branches and shining leaves into a gentle dance of golden light. Like a child she kicked her bare feet back and forth. She had changed out of her customary travel armor and into a black Lorien tunic and leggings. The golden trim of the sleeves and collar twinkled in the twilight sun of the golden wood.