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"More workers taken Majesty?" asked a kindly voice. King Thranduil nodded. He sat on his throne with his head in his hands.
"You look troubled. Do not worry. It will be defeated soon, and then your people will be free of this menace."
"But what until then, Elentari?" replied the King gravely. "Our trade with Long Lake is rapidly falling. If the workers are not rescued soon the city will run out of supplies." King Thranduil stood up and walked to a window. He looked at his loyal subjects trying to assess the damage caused by the foul dragon. There were children being comforted by mothers - mothers who had lost their husbands in the latest attack.
"Look at them. Families are being separated. Homes are being destroyed."
The King sighed. "Can elvish arts be used, that which others term magic?"
"No." replied Elentari quietly. "I assure you, my liege, that if it could be used, it would be. But dragons are impervious to such powers. There is nothing we can do but use our weapons." Elentari walked to the window and looked at the havoc. "Surely there is something I can do." The elf turned to face the King. He seemed deep in thought. Elentari decided it would be best to leave the throne room to allow the King to think. She bowed and turned to leave.
"Wait, Elentari," said the King slowly. "Maybe there is something you can do. It is asking a lot of you, and I do not order you to do this. Would you consider gathering a group of brave and willing fighters to track the dragon?"
King Thranduil did not expect Elentari to answer this immediately. The King thought it would take a while for his friend to make any decision. So he was surprised to hear her sudden response.
"I'll gladly do this for you," Elentari quickly replied. Her face suddenly brightened. For a while now the elf had been eager to go on another adventure. "It may take some time to find elves willing to face such a danger."
King Thranduil thanked Elentari. The next day the King announced to the city Elentari's quest. Few seemed eager to help, as Elentari had suspected. She returned to her dwelling, which was actually a tree near the edge of the city), to wait for any who would accompany her to slay the dragon.
[ April 30, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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