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Disclaimer: Nimloth, Draug-rog, Mororn, Thalion and other people of who you hadn't heard mine, all other Tolkien

Chapter eleven, A woman's decision.

They entered the room in a single row. There were about 10 men inside the room. Draug-rog, Mororn, and Thalion joined them. Draug-rog sat on the head, on his right sat Thalion and on his left Mororn.

"Welcome my men, to the council," Draug-rog said. "Congratulations you for your achievements in the war we've fought." He was answered with many nods of approval and thanks from the men, who smiled proudly. "But I'm afraid that this isn't over yet. The enemy will be back sooner than we think and we ought to take a decision. We need a plan, a smart strategy to beat the enemy." The men turned their thoughts inwards. Silence. Draug-rog cleared his throat. "Any one has an idea of a plan?" he questioned. Nobody answered.

Suddenly Mororn stood up. "I do," she said timidly. "I have an idea. I've talked with my father, in Forochel and he told me that the Forochelians are willing to help us. With their men we could match the number of enemies, and then, we could pretend that we are not aware of the attack, so the enemy will eventually not pay attention and then when they less expect it...we will attack them."

The men looked at her oddly, this was a smart plan, not a genius one, but at least it was a plan. They didn't know what to say.

Draug-rog cleared his throat. "Any other idea?" No one answered. "Well then, I accept lady Mororn's plan, and that's what we shall do then. You may leave now."

The men (Angmar guard) left, Thalion left too, leaving Draug-rog and Mororn alone. An uncomfortable silence grew upon them. Both of them wanted to talk to each other, but something stopped them.

MORORN'S POV

I think I've better leave...but...I don't want to. I certainly have feelings for Draug-rog but lately they are not the same as they were before. But what am I thinking? He 's like my brother, he's Nimloth's brother...and he is the one I love...

Now I understand... what my feelings for him are. He looks so handsome.

He does not even notice I'm in the room. Does he even care for me? Does he see me as more than just a friend?

Damn I hate this coldness. I hate winter. He likes winter, I know.

(End of POV)

Mororn was staring at Draug-rog. He did not noticed it until some minutes later. "What?" he asked her.

"Huh?"

"What are you staring at?" he questioned smiling, he found it very funny when women looked at him dreamily.

"Oh, nothing...just staring at space," she replied nervously. 'What is wrong with me?' she thought.

"Well, I have to go now. Try to rest ,alright? Have fun staring at space!" he joked giving her a pat on her back and leaving quickly.

"No, of course he does not care," she muttered.

( Mororn's father was a warlock, so they communicated by something similar to a Palantir, less dangerous, and less powerful something like a magic crystal ball)

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