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#27- Connecting the Dots
"It really doesn't make sense."
Legolas shook his head, his long-suffering patience draining away every so slowly. "It does make sense, Feren," he said, looking up at the adolescent, who was reclining in a tree branch several feet above him. "We've always had a monarchy. All the realms have monarchies. It's just the way that things have always been-"
"No, listen," interrupted Feren. "You're just repeating what your father told you, aren't you? What proof do you have that it's better? You've only been giving circumstantial evidence, as far as I can see."
Legolas opened his mouth to speak, but Feren didn't seem to notice. "I've been thinking about it for a long time," he continued, "and yes, I know that I'm young, but that doesn't stop me from using my brain, does it? Using logic? Connecting the dots, as it were?"
"But, Feren," Legolas began, drawing near to the tree and leaning against it. He stared up thoughtfully into the green leaves above him, then continued. "Kings... they are the noblest creatures to ever exist. I can't explain it... there's no way to connect the dots here, but I know that many of the greatest elves to walk in the world were and are kings. Thingol, so long ago, Oropher, my grandfather, and naturally, my father, among others. And I hope," he said quietly, "that if I am destined to become king some day, that I may be as noble as these."
Feren closed his eyes. "You don't understand. You just don't understand." He slipped out of the tree, landing lightly on the soft grass below. He stood before Legolas, brazenly gazing into his eyes. "You don't have any real evidence to prove that that a monarchy is the best form of government." He walked swiftly away, back towards the palace, but turned before he was far away to stare back at Legolas. "I'm not going to listen to you, prince though you are, until you give me proof."
Legolas watched his retreating form helplessly, then sunk down, back against the tree, and stared once more at his namesakes, rustling quietly above him.
