Aridis had been cheering and clapping with the others. She had been proud of everyone. When there had been dancing she had danced with anyone who had wanted to.
Most of the time she hung onto the tales of the others while sipping down cups of mead. Her head feels light after a few hours of this and she backs up to get a breath of air. She does not normally feel like this.
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