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Subject: Frustration

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Aragorn

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Date Posted: 20:53:08 05/07/02 Tue

Rising to his feet Aragorn tried in vain to brush off as much of the dust as possible. It remained, firmly fixed, to his state robes and he resisted the urge to curse loudly.

What had just happened?

The elf-maid and Anawiel had spoken angrily to each other in a form of elvish he couldn't understand. More shouting had proceeded before Anawiel had backed down, wimpered something about needing his help and ran off.

Then, stranger still, the beautiful and mysterious elf had spoken one word: "Melmonu" before making her excuses and hastily exiting as well.

Melmonu? It meant nothing to him and Aragorn experienced the frustration a child feels when it is surrounded by its elders, talking rapidly about a subject the child cannot comprehend.

Leoglas still stood in the hallway. "Did you get any of that?" Aragorn asked hopefully but the blond elf shook his head. "Did that woman arrive with you?"
"She did."
"And am I allowed to know her identity?"
"When the time is right."
The anger that had not fully evapourated overflowed once more. Why shouldn't he know who this strange elf was, wandering around inside his castle? Legolas looked about to speak but Aragorn interupted him.
"If you're about to tell me to call off my fight with Deollyn you can forget it. I am Elessar, the king and I do not back out of a challenge."

He stormed through the healers door, already regretting his hasty words to Legolas, sank into a nearby chair and waited for Aryante.

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