Christine Ray – Mutual embarrassment
Legolas was so lost in his own thoughts that he did not at first notice the depth and length of Storm’s silence. It was not until Storm wandered away from the fireside to look alone into the night that Legolas grew concerned. “Storm, I did not mean to offend you in any way. I apologize if I have overstepped the bounds between us. You feel a friend to me, please tell me what weighs so heavily on you.”
Storm turned around slowly. “Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood, there has been a grave misunderstanding between us that I am not sure how to remedy. I do not know if it something we will laugh about later but I must clarify something: I am not the nephew of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, as you seem to have assumed. I am their niece. My parents, Imbeywathiel and Morore, named me Nevlotwen.”
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