Feadhros bowed courteously to the Lady Longbow. "O daughter of Cúthalion, it is a great honor to know and work with thee, my fellow archer. I am Feadhros, scout for the Lady Galadriel. I am sure your coming shall be the greater for our cause."
Lilebrian smiled, bowing in return to Feadhros. "I am very pleased to make your acquaintance, Feadhros," she said before being greeted by another.
Feadhros turned to the lady Galadriel, a smile of satisfaction marking his features. "Fair Lady Galadriel, forgive me, for my doubts were in vain. It appears that, eventually, we shall have enough to suffice against the Wild Men."
The Lady nodded. "I believe you are right."
Though outwardly occupied, Feadhros thought constantly of Sultir and the Lord and Lady Fleetheart. Why was the boy not back, and would Isolde and Milar return with him?
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That best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
.................William Wordsworth
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