[Thengise Greenleaf of Mirkwood]

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Meanwhile.....

Thengise felt embarrassed at Elle's words. She wiped away her tears so that none would notice. She looked at the grave in silence. She remembered all the great times she had had with her friend and yet there were also the sad times. She cherished both times, for either sad or joyful they reminded her of the hobbit, whom she loved as a sister. As these thoughts rushed through her head, an alarming hand was placed on her shoulder.

Thengise quickly turned and was now facing...her father,Legolas. News of Collette's death had traveled far and by chance had reached Legolas's ears. Thengise said nothing, but wrapped her arms around her father, whom she had terribly missed. Her sadness once again overwhelmed her and she began to quietly cry into his shoulder. Legolas understood his daughter's pain and quietly stroked her hair. "She will rest in peace now. Be glad that she will not have to live on the streets anymore. She lived a glorious life. Of her there will be many songs for which to tell,"he whispered softly. Thengise knew he was right and slowly nodded as she stepped back, wiping her tears away once more.