Introductions
"Do as I said: drop your bow, elf!" the icy voice told Legolas more forcefully this time.
Legolas stiffened, but he reluctantly let go of the wooden bow. He spoke to the hooded face, saying, "I mean you no harm. I wished only to see that the occupants of this house were safe." Legolas held out his hands in a sign of peace and the archer relaxed slightly.
The archer waved a hand towards the cottage. "I live alone in that house, and as you can see I was doing fine without your help."
Legolas again held out his hands and asked, "What is your name?"
The archer replied softly, "Give me your name and I shall decide if you are mellon."
Legolas started at the Elven word for "friend" and puzzled he said, "I am Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil, King of Mirkwood." He could sense the archer's surprise when he learned that the elf at which he aimed his arrow was the Prince of the Woodland Realm.
"Very well, Legolas Greenleaf. Since you have given me your name, I shall give you mine." The archer put the offending arrow back in its quiver and lowered the cloak's hood. "I am Fiondra Clearbrook," she said.
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