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Chapter 22

Days passed in Minas Tirith. Faith had made new friends amongst the inhabitants of the city, including none other than Eowyn who now ignored Faith's odd clothes, accepting her for what she was as opposed to what she wore.

The two shared many conversations, talking about their mutual experience of destroying Ringwraiths. Eowyn was amazed at how well Faith's arm had healed, particularly as she herself knew her own injuries would never completely leave her.

"So, when will you leave with Faramir?" Faith asked Eowyn as they stood on a balcony watching Faramir with some men down below.

"I will not leave with Faramir, first I must return to my own land. When the one whom I long loved as father is laid to rest then I will go to him."

Faith gazed down into the courtyard and then saw Legolas as he walked towards Faramir. "Damn!" She muttered underneath her breath.

Eowyn glanced up at Faith and laughed. "You have lost your heart I see!" She exclaimed.

"What? To Elf boy?" Faith asked incredulously. "Not in this lifetime!"

"Your eyes belie your words Faith." Eowyn teased.

"No way! Okay? No way! For one thing he hates me. Two, I don't like him either. Three, the whole pointy ears thing. Four, even if I did love him - which I don't, hello - mortal not of this planet, and five all he does is sit around looking pretty and sulk."

"So you admit you find him attractive!"

"No Eowyn! Okay? NO!"

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Legolas would not admit it to anyone but he was feeling ever so slightly guilty about what he had said to Faith after Pelarden's revelation and Gandalf's recriminations. He had not meant that he wished for Faith's death when he had said he would be glad when she finally left. He was stunned when she told him she would be dead by the time she reached thirty. Consequently he decided to seek out Pelarden to find out if it were true. He found Pelarden with Faramir, not noticing that Faith was watching him from a balcony above.

"Pelarden, may I speak with you?"

"Of course, Prince Legolas." Answered Pelarden wondering what Legolas had to say to him.

"I wish to know something about the Lady Faith." Legolas paused before continuing. "She spoke of her life as a slayer in her world and said that it would be short. Do you know of this?"

Pelarden's shoulders slumped in reply. "Indeed I do Prince Legolas." He answered. "Her life will be short in her world. What she does there will eventually destroy her. It is her duty to do so."

"Has she spoken to you of what she has done there then?"

"You mean do I know of her past? Yes she has told me. I admire her all the more for it."

"But why?"

"I insulted her when I first met her, threatened her when I had the chance. She could have killed me but she did not. Then she saved my life risking her own as she did so. Many others would have left me die without me doing what I did to her first. I have not told anyone else of this Prince Legolas," He said taking a deep breath. "But it called to her."

"What called?"

"The Ringwraith. It called to her, told her to join with them. She almost did."