| Subject: An entreaty answered |
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Legolas
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Date Posted: 19:21:31 04/08/02 Mon
Legolas struggled not to react to the beautiful girl standing so close to him, close enough that he could feel her breath on his face. He reflected on her first words with some consternation- a new danger? Could Gondor survive yet another attack, a scant six years after the siege of Minas Tirith has claimed the lives of so many men?
His thoughts were erased by her next action. Emotion and truth radiating from her voice, Lómódë let him see, briefly, straight into her soul. His heart melted with pity for what he saw there, and he felt a sudden urge to protect her from whatever further pain he could.
She finished speaking. Gently, he raised a hand to his shoulder, where her own palm rested. Grasping it, he said,
"I promise you that I'll look after you. And I always keep my promises. Don't worry, you'll be safe."
He saw the grateful look in her eyes before she broke away, her guard up again. Flushing slightly, he walked back with her to speak to the faery.
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