The Green Dragon Inn - Part 5

[Imladris]

Lira scolded herself for offering Reynion help with his wooden leg. Of course he could do it for himself and of course his cursed elvish pride twisted her good natured offer. Ah well.

She and Esgallhugwen followed the two elves as Morlathion offered to buy Reynion some ale. Lira watched them with dancing eyes, and when she heard that Morlathion had shot himself with a bow, she couldn't help but laugh joyously. She wasn't making fun, she wasn't deriding him, but as she pictured it in her mind's eye, it was just so hilariously silly. Tears began to stream down her cheeks and, as she tried to stifle her beautiful laugh, she said, "Forgive me, Morlathion, please forgive me." She clasped her hand to her mouth and glanced at Esgallhugwen, and smiled broadly at her. Catching Esgallhugwen raise her eyebrow in mild amusement sent Lira into another burst of unrefrained laughter.

Clearing her throat and not daring to look at Morlathion for fear she would be sent into gails of elven laughter again, Lira ordered wine for Esgallhugwen and herself and began to sip. After she had composed herself to her normal elvish dignity, she began to stare at Reynion and noticed that he and the clumsy elf were getting along fairly well. She almost giggled in earnest glee as she hoped that the elf and Renyion could become friends.