Dinner is done and they all stand up ready to leave. Isobel hooks her arm into the outstretched elbow Radagast is holding. When she takes it, he gives her a tight quick squeeze acknowledging she did the right thing.
“Radagast, I need to speak to you about some business. I trust you will find your way back to your room Isobel.”
Feeling a little panicked, Isobel looks up at him, nodding.
“Yes, father. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“I will see you later, hmm?” he does not nearly sound as the over-excited boy who she met. Suddenly his demeanor and voice even, looking and sounding different, but it can’t be, the sugar was too much for her and now she is seeing things.
Kissing her on the head, smiling brightly. They leave the dining room, the men turning right. Isobel remembers that thei
