[ He shows her so much more consideration than others, but now it seems too little too late. Now everything is painful; everything carries a barb, whether they mean it to or not.

Steeling her jaw and keeping her breaths calm, she looks the strange fellow over once more before lifting her hand to motion for him to rise.

Oh Spike, kings and queens don't have privacy, anyway, if only you knew how much property they really were. ]

Mister Frodo, I understand you carry burdensome news. I will reward you however you see fit for assisting in such a heavy task.

But first, please, tell me. I must know the cause of my death.