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Nerdanel walks beside her cousin, the smell of hay and horse invading her chilled nose.
"This has been wonderful, cousin," she says, her breath icing in the air. "Relaxing and delightful. Your charges are such gentlemen, and they make me laugh. I can see you in them."
Her eyes move to the white horse, smiling when she sees him.
"He is beautiful, Glorfindel. Gorgeous. How long have you had him?"
"This has been wonderful, cousin," she says, her breath icing in the air. "Relaxing and delightful. Your charges are such gentlemen, and they make me laugh. I can see you in them."
Her eyes move to the white horse, smiling when she sees him.
"He is beautiful, Glorfindel. Gorgeous. How long have you had him?"