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Chapter 2 - A Fond Farewell
Legolas, as the prince was called, told Bill of his life story. All 1732 years of it. He was Always in his fathers shadow, even though he had an older brother and he would never take control of the Mirkwood throne, Legolas felt a lot of pressure.
The prince disappeared into his city briefly and emerged holding a blanket, saddlebags, and an immense satchel of horse feed. He draped the blanket over the back of the grateful pony and then put the saddlebags over that. The satchel of feed was put inside one of the pouches and the other side felt comparatively lighter to Bill. Though when he walked he could tell there was something in it by the scratching sound that he heard within.
"Take care now, mellon. I don't suppose it's likely I'll see you again." He held Bill in one last embrace and with that, the pony trotted off into the setting sun.
Chapter 2 - A Fond Farewell
Legolas, as the prince was called, told Bill of his life story. All 1732 years of it. He was Always in his fathers shadow, even though he had an older brother and he would never take control of the Mirkwood throne, Legolas felt a lot of pressure.
The prince disappeared into his city briefly and emerged holding a blanket, saddlebags, and an immense satchel of horse feed. He draped the blanket over the back of the grateful pony and then put the saddlebags over that. The satchel of feed was put inside one of the pouches and the other side felt comparatively lighter to Bill. Though when he walked he could tell there was something in it by the scratching sound that he heard within.
"Take care now, mellon. I don't suppose it's likely I'll see you again." He held Bill in one last embrace and with that, the pony trotted off into the setting sun.