Legolas and Boromir are discussing Laerorn.
-She's beautiful! I take back everything bad I said about her.
Boromir exclaimed.
-Remember that she is an elf, and you are a man. There's quite a difference.
-It doesn't matter, it's, I'm...
Boromir stuttered, looking for an excuse.
-Do you even know how old she is?
Legolas snapped.
-She is around my age, so there!
Boromir screamed. The elves around them looked at them with strange looks.
-Mellonin.
Legolas said with his now calm voice.
-You are wrong. She is 3000 years old, and you will die long before her. If you two would fall in love, which you won't, she would be tortured to death when she would live on through the ages without you!
Legolas was furious. He turned around and went to return to his quarters, his majestic hair flowing behind him.
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Lotr/Legolas fanfiction
FanfictionThe she elf Laerorn has been summoned to join the fellowship of the ring along with her best friend Legolas, a prince from Mirkwood. The other fellowship members are against the idea of a female joining the group but eventually give in after a chat...
