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“Master Eridel?” Dhóri announced as the guard unlocked the door and opened it. The fear that the man had harmed himself, had escaped or perhaps even died, was unfounded however. The harp lay upon the bed and Eridel stood at the dresser, pouring hot water into the wash basin as he stared at himself in the mirror.
“No music today?”
“I can’t shave and play at the same time,” the blonde laughed, rubbing his hand over the several days of stubble across his chin. “I suspect even your father lacks that skill.”
“He’s never had to shave so…” Dhóri chuckled too as he put the meal tray upon the desk. The novice with him put the tray of shaving supplies next to the wash basin and bed warming pan while Dhóri crossed the room and opened the shutters. “You don’t mind, do you? The steam makes it stuffy in here…”