Atalante sat, but she looked anxious. "What about the others? They still don't know if there's edible food inside, anywhere."

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Aearion sat down as he popped a berry into his mouth.

"True... Well, I'm sure that one, they all have food pantrys at home, and two, that there is enough food in the palace to go around. We can go and check, if you like."

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Atalante hesitated, but she seemed reassured by this and took some of the food, eating slowly and rather absent-mindedly. "Who was it, I wonder..." she murmured to herself. "I wonder how anyone can deny that all is not right in Mirkwood now."

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Aearion frowned as he sat down beside her, hearing her whispers easily.

"I don't know... I don't know who they could be after, either. If anyone in particular that is. He then realized that he was probably making her already shaky feelings about the matter worse. He smiled and put a reasurring arm around her shoulders, "But don't fret over it. It won't help, and it dosn't do your heard much good either." He smiled. "Whoever did this wanted everyone to be scared and confused, including you. And if you counter the purpose and use this oppertunity to ralley everyone together, our little villan will be the victim to his own scheme." He smiled again, and rubbed her shoulder. "And I'm sure they will be found. We have allies all over Middle Earth. They can't hide forever."

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Atalante turned to grin at him, and realizing belatedly that he couldn't see it, she said, "Yes, I suppose so. After all, it isn't so bad if you think about it." There was a momen of silence and then she added with a laugh, "the poor cat, though!"

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Aearion chuckled aloud at this statment,

"Aye, the poor cat. I feel sorry for whoever its owner is..." after the silence that followed, he then leant back and closed his eyes, and sighed, resting. Without moving all that much, Aearion silently wondered where Vanwawen had gotten to.

"Vanwawen, why don't you come join us? If you're here, you seem awefully quiet."

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Vanwawen had been deep in thought. Then she started to think outloud.
"King Thanduril hadn't been at the breakfast table... what if who ever had poisened the food was aiming to kill him... his chair was empty. I think we should check were he is and make sure he's safe."

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"I don't know," said Atalante slowly. "He doesn't come down to breakfast as a general rule, he takes it in his chambers. So why would someone poison food he's not likely to eat anyway?"

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"If they poisened our food... they probably poisened the King's too! And he doesn't know about it!" Vanwawen said, running out to the kings room, and knocking on the door. When there was no answer she opened it and saw that the king hadn't yet eaten yet but was about to take his first bite.
"Stop!" she yelled...

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Atalante had started to her feet as if to dissuade Vanwawen, but she was gone. "No, I don't think so somehow," she said to thin air, frowning.

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Thranduil put down his fork and looked at Vanwawen, surprised. "Nothing is the matter, I assure you, why the sudden interruption?" he queried, and took a bite of his breakfast. He looked up at her again after a moment, seeming perfectly fine.

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"The food was poisoned... all the food at the breakfast table was poisoned..." She watched him chew his food, wanted to wrench his mouth open and take out the food but resisted the urge...

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The Elven lord looked shocked and started out of his seat, breakfast forgotten, and belatedly realized her intent. "Ah, I see. And you were worried that perhaps my food was poisoned as well?" He didn't wait for her answer, but asked anxiously, "Is anyone hurt?"

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Vanwawen shook her head and said, "Well... theres a dead cat in the dinning hall... who we should thank for being the one to find out, and many breakfast dishes are broken," she looked shame faces because she knew that he would know what had happened then, "but other than that, no one was hurtt... we were all warned in time..."

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Aearion simply sat and listened silently as Vanwawen's footfalls became quieter and quieter, until they were no longer in hearing range. After Atalante's soft comment, he stood to his feet.

"Well, I agree with you, but at least she has good intentions..." He stood silently, then his brow furrowed,
"Atalante, how long has it been sense we put together that solution?"

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