I stare at her bow and arrow targeting me. I dont know what to do, is she going to shoot? I look up into her beautiful green eyes, she is so beautiful.
"who are you?" i ask her quickly. I have never been nervous talking to anyone before.
Why am i now?
She lowers her bow and places her arrown onto the ground.
"i am Márályň, and you are?" she says confidently. "i am king Thranduil of the woodland realm." i reply more nervous this time.
There is nothing but silence between us. Suddenly she takes her bow and sets up an arrow and shoots.
