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Theron sat with Serin and Mikhelm outside.
"My king, why do we have to travel with this lowly kind? All they want is our good, and gold! We do not need them!" Mikhelm angerly argued.
"Calm down Mikhelm! The elves are not that bad!" Serin argued back.
Mikhelm looked down right angry when he heard those words come from Serin's mouth. "Not that bad? NOT THAT BAD? Theron did you hear that?!"
"Yes, Mikhelm I did, and he is right, the elves are not evil, and we don't need to worry about them."
"I can't believe this! The evles are BAD..." As Mikhelm continued to argue to Serin and Theron, or so he thought, the other two drawves left him alone, and walked back to meet with the hobbits.
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I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again
Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes
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