One of her Days

'You remember Daegond?'

Undómion twitched, a bit more than usual due to his...changing state from the Dorwinion white, "How can I not..? I am slow to forget people who are insulting. But...I was in a bad state then."

Díllothwen smiled in an almost sinister way, "...Well, I might have...made his stomach feel 'normal'."

'Normal how?'

'Rotten food served in a feastly manner.'

Undómion appeared blank, and went still, 'You...' He appeared lost.

Díllothwen looked very amused, but had remorse on her face soon after, "Yes, a bit of revenge in my own way...Though, I may have unintentionally agitated Ráolor."

Undómion frowned softly, "Díllothwen, a minor prank like that...as much as you find merriment doing so, I rather not fall into another dispute with him. I might end up being in the forge fire for a month!"

'I was not aware Daegond was Ráolor's sergeant...or I might have forgotten that was the case...’ Díllothwen lowered her head.

'Now you do know.’ Undómion hiccuped slightly, ‘Oh...'

Díllothwen’s face lit up, "Not able to take it...? You are not even finished!"

Undómion hissed, though not in an angry manner, "I am not, but I will!"