Alana drinks in the sights, marveling at the White Tree and its selection of guards. She follows Glorfindel closely, wishing to prevent getting lost in the royal citadel. The people in their sumptuous robes and leathers fascinate her, though she has to crane her neck to look up at most of them.
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Date: 2015-11-07 07:59 am (UTC)From: