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Date Posted: 16:16:43 04/12/02 Fri
Faeirex felt a surge of gratefulness at the elf's action. So small, but it was so reassuring to know that someone was prepared to defend her. A lump grew in her throat, and she choked it back. No more tears.
The warning of a foe she dismissed, she of all people didn't need to be told. Luckily, the information the girl had to offer was patchy and inconclusive. Once assured that she was safe, Faeirex listened tolerantly. The faery was, after all, just a minor inconvenience.
At Laeriels next words, however, she grew angry. Friendship and help of her people indeed! Where had the faeries been through the reign of Sauron, when the free peoples of Middle Earth had struggled to repel the Dark Lord again and again? They had hidden in their forests, refusing to join the fight, afraid for the safety of their own forgotten race.
But to reappear now, for the final confrontation. How dare they come out now, when the battle was almost won!
She struggled to hide her anger, growing white hot under her skin. It would not do to antagonise the girl right now.
When Laeriel had finished, she spoke to Legolas.
"It seems that I must bend to you. I have no wish to travel to Minas Tirith, but I understand that you must escort the faery there. In this I will submit."
There. Said properly, with a due air of submission. The matter of whether or not she went to the palace was out of her hands now, she could not prevent it however hard she tried. She refused to let Laeriel see how the prospect terrified her though. Willing Legolas not to expose her true feelings she waited for his reply.
Faeirex allowed herself one quick glance at the diminutive figure before her. While keeping her features beautiful and serene, her eyes conveyed a message she knew the faery could read.
Be careful what you say. I'm watching you.
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