[Ilara and Sarilyn, at the green]

>  Sarilyn nodded, and then said the first thing that popped into her head.
>
>  "Do you know where she is?  And can you ride?  Would you like to go and
>see if she's ok?  I'll go with you if you like...I'm a fairly good rider."

        Ilara almost closed her eyes as she tried to think of the
answers to the three questions.  <Erk, oh... ask Britche's rider if
Carlynee's okay.>  She hoped Ce'lot was with Carlynee... they _had_
being going together, right?

>  Then she smiled and hoped that she might be able to at least help Ilara
>feel better...she did look so nervous and tense.

        "Well, I asked Erk to ask Britche where his rider is and if
Carl's okay," Ilara said tensely.

        <He's at Lothar's castle, and your precious one is fine,> Erk
reported warmly.  <In fact, they're having something to eat.>  These
were images which Britche might have had difficulty pulling over such a
distance.

        Ilara relaxed somewhat.  "Is she okay?" Sarilyn inquired.

        "What?  Oh yes, my precious one is fine," Ilara said absently.
A moment later she was doubled up with laughter.  "I can't believe I
actually said that!" she exclaimed between gasps.  <That was your fault
Erk.>

        <I only put the words into your mouth.  You spoke them,>
Erkvinen fired back with what must have been a smile.

        Ilara sighed and ran a hand through her hair in rueful
admittance.  "I'll come clean with you Sarilyn, I'm as much in love with
Carl as you and Billy."  The comparison made it easier for her, in a
way.

        She went on and added, "Only... well, I'm having a hard time
with her not feeling exactly the same way about me."  She sighed,
pondering the inequity.

        "So, do you still want to go see her?" Sarilyn pressed, still
taking this in... which perhaps she knew was meant to stay quiet.

        "No, she'll be- oh... damn.  I've got to, Sarilyn.  If I just
let this go- if something happened to- we better go."  Ilara seemed to
know with each passing second what it was that she really wanted.

[Tag Jeanette!]

<nrpg>
Okay, that ties those two time-points together :)  anything before or
after can be fluid-ised, of course *grin*.  For timing purposes, we
could always say that this scene is a little/while after H'lie gives
Malic a thick ear... maybe then, Malic has to go find his own quarters
*smirk*.

Full of ideas, me?  Naaaah...

Jeanette: 'fraid she can't ride, no... not that you'd want to let her
ride into this on her own *shrug*.

Cheryl: You have one anxious queenrider headed your way ;)

Respectfully submitted by Sam M. Edwards
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