She did not smile, though she could feel amusement at it, now. Faugh! Hurin wiped his mouth on his sleeve. Instead she fussed with her skeins of yarn. The soldiers were settling in, all with their horses by their sides, lances propped to hand.
He did not mention the lines to the others. It seemed they really were on their own. The Light, and Shinowa! The clash of steel joined the roar of other voices. And an oddity: a battle axe hung at his side, a great, steel half-moon balanced by a thick spike.
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