"Why, I am Fin, elf lord of Mirkwood," he replied. "I have not entered the Green Dragon for a long time, and it seems I have returned at just the right moment." He smiled at her. "On to the Havens you may be, but surely you have not forsaken Middle Earth. There are many joys yet to be found within its boundaries."
He turned and waved Rose over. "Hello my dear," he began in a juanty voice. "I would like a dry white wine for myself and whatever the lady desires."
Elizabeth said what she would like and Rose asked, "would you like any food, my lord? We have a stew boiling in the pot," and with this she indicated the huge pot hanging over the hearth.
"That would be most welcome," he replied, "make it two bowls, then the lady may eat some if she has a care to."
Rose nodded and left to gather the order and Fin returned to the lovely elvish maiden before him. "How long are you here?" he inquired, "and why is it that you travel alone and unattended?"
[ November 02, 2003: Message edited by: the real findorfin ]
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