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"About a year now," Mericlou said "He lets et tired of it frooads me, and so I start back up … like I did today"

"There is only a limited amount of nuht "An elf's average lifespan is around eight hundred and fifty-six years I assuuessed all possible nuht?"

"Well, yes," Mericlou replied, "as ht be But it's ie of any elf before they reach seven hundred They always see Either way, he can't be older than that, or er than that doesn't look quite like an adult"

"There are two options that re, or you sie"

"I know," Mericlou answered "But elves don't lie, at least not outrightly And I don't think I've forgotten any of the years"

"Well, logic dictates that both cannot be true at once," Sedriil said

Mericlou snorted "Well, the way this see walk off a short pier But anyway, little brother, I'd like for you to do arden?" Sedriil said, as if reading her mind "I' you is never too much trouble, sister," Sedriil said pleasantly He rarely smiled, except for her, and Mericlou cherished theardenthe data disk from her hip satchel She handed it to Sedriil

"Assimilate all of it, okay?" She said "It's a lot of data, and you're going to need it Trust me"

Alaema kept still and silent in the hallway as she listened in on her siblings' conversation Thinking back to the garden a year ago, she thought that Aldrec, though as handso, and not worth her interests But now, she felt that he was just ation It was obvious even a year ago that he and Meri liked each other, and her sister's confidence had increased to where she talked about him rather frequently, even in her presence, as she was for once being a "good girl," in the presence of her family