Daughter of Mithrandir: III

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Daughter of Mithrandir: III

Daughter of Mithrandir: Chapter 3 Adariel waited impatiently over the next several days for her bruises and broken rib to heal. Itching to go outside and play, as any other child of six, she sulked all day and stared out the window gloomily most of the time. This glumness was broken only by Mithrandir's daily visits. Some days he came in the morning while others he came at night but Adariel could always be sure that he would come. On his visits they talked about many things. The old man would tell her entertaining stories about faraway lands and she would tell her own stories about her friends and the mischief they would get into. Some