"Oh, hold on a minute," The'ara said. Lifting her hand in the direction of her lute, it flew into her grasp. The moon elf struck a few chords and gold light like fireflies danced around her arm and shot out around Adrianna's clothes. They were clean in an instant. Then crossing over to her, shook her hand. "The'ara Lora're. I yield from Silverfall, but... I doubt you'd've heard of it. Unless you'be been to Mione."
Her garnet eyes crinkled with mirth and curiosity. "The... spoon?" Had she heard her right? There must be a story behind that.
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