Tolkien Fan Fiction
| 16 |
| Between Friends |
Avon wanted Aragorn-Legolas friendship for her birthday. |
| "Has she a name?" Aragorn interrupted. "I'm sorry?" Legolas asked, and the king began ticking points off on his fingers. "You've said this hour she is beyond fair, beyond brave, beyond compare, beyond poetry–despite your versifying–so I ask: has she a name, this paragon of virtue?" Legolas' eyes narrowed at the other's smile. "Need I ask the queen–?" Aragorn retreated laughingly. "Not at all!" "Good. Tireniel she is called." Aragorn made a polite noise. "What?" "Nothing." A beat. "And Gimli's opinion?" "She likes his etchings." Aragorn considered this, then clapped Legolas's shoulder, and, grinning, said, "Good luck!" |