I spent a week with Arwen, never letting her out of my site. By the end of it I was completely healed, the memory of my almost death was still fresh in my mind however. I couldn't comprehend how something so innocent had torn me apart from the inside, did she not know who she was killing? I tried my best to burry such thoughts, she was an infant of course she didn't know.
Arwen was a restless child, she screamed whenever she was put down and demanded all of our attention. She was such a handful I wondered how they would handle her in the under realm. Ramious would be there to protect her, at least I had that to calm me down. After his daily duties he would rush over to us, excited to spend time with his small family.
The others were jealous of us, I could see it in their eyes
