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The following night, I sat at my regular seat of the Inn. Another of my friends, Quinn, joined me. She shared her plans for her wedding to Darkstar, but no matter how much I tried to pay attention, my thoughts were elsewhere. She seemed to notice my preoccupation and wandered off to visit others of her friends.I stared at my glass as my worry continued to grow, until only one thought remained very clear in my mind.
I shouldn't have let him go.
I could no longer bear sitting, so I rose, going outside to the lake's edge that had always offered so much comfort. Yet, it brought no calm this night, my thoughts were too distant, focused on a missing friend.
Let him come back safe.
I drew my cloak around myself, and wondered why it was that I was so worried. He was an enormously capable individual. If anyone would be able to pull this off, he would. These thoughts did nothing to soothe me.
I turned, returning to the taproom. Yet, I was unwilling to remain there amid so much merriment, so I ascended the stairs to my room. Once there, I could only lay upon my bed, staring out into the depths of the night.
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