A tear rolled down Nuinyulma's cheek. Why was she crying? And in front of a man she hardly knew as well!
"I can not take his Doran. Not know that I know of its past, its previous owner."
"NO. You must have it- I have kept it long enough and anyway you will suit it much better." They both laughed ordered some more drinks and some supper for Nuinyulma. A small steak with plenty of gravy soon arrived and the elf began to tuck in.
"So, a ranger in Gondor. That is an unusual occupation. I did not know such people exist."
"They did. But know, there is not much need for them. The Shadow is past, King Elessar is on the throne and all is well. Many of us wander the lands- helping those we see need assistance." He sighed and drank his ale and Nuinyulma finished her meal. She took her plate over to the bar.
Ruby was serving drinks and spoke to her Nuinyulma. "Who's he? Aman said he was a bit strange-even for round her."
"A ranger of Gondor. His name is is Doran. Be not quick to judge dear Ruby- we all have our faults and hurts."
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~*Nuinyulma*~
All that is gold does not glitter...
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