Rinurion held his amusement of the kitchen elf in check. He lowered his bow slightly, but kept wary of the elf Daegon.
"Daegon? I thought you missing or dead," said one of the elves in Rinurion's patrol.
The tall elf glanced back to the one who had spoken. "You know him?"
"Yes. He was in the patrol assigned to patrol the southern border of Greenwood, the same as one of my brother. But it was said that after they was attacked, no one knew of their fate."
To this the tall elf frowned slightly. Daegon was of the realm and he had saved another's life. Still, something gnawed at the back of his mind and he could not shake of his uneasy feeling.
Gayahithwen smiled at him as the male elf nodded. He grew curious of the elf's story... where had he been?
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