"Those who have seen Petal, say my mother was very similar when she was young," Primula Baggins said as she set the breakfast table. "Of course, the Bagginses scoff at such nonsense."
"Have you ever seen her, Mum?" Frodo asked.
"No, I think not. Although...I may have heard her voice. It was just before you were born. She whispered, 'I will let no harm befall him.' I often thought I dreamt it...but now....Best we not tell your father what you saw. He will not understand, and may be impatient."
"It will be our little secret," Frodo said with a wink.
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