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Lintte.

Legolas woke with a start, trying fervently to grasp onto the last shreds of that dream. An unbelievable surge of love, longing and want swelled in his heart. But no matter how he tried to recall the girl's features, only her dimples and that special grin lingered in his mind.

A knock rang from his door before Aragon inched it open to greet his sleepy friend.

"Its rare for you to wake so late, Legolas" Aragon grinned at the dishevelled state Legolas was in.

"Mghm" Legolas replied throatily.

"I'll call your breakfast up. Meet you later at the fields."

Legolas gave his friend a questioning look.

"Its endurance training for this round. The soldiers are looking forward to seeing you again." Aragon smiled, remembering the widened eyes and awed faces when Legolas shot three apples a league away with one arrow.


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