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EquinoxSol
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It wasn't long before the men who were bringing the camp arrived, their horses pulling carriages of supplies. As soon as everyone was there, he got them setting up camp, while many of his soldiers were searching the forest for Faervel. Linnor was helping set up camp. As he pitched the tents, making sure everything was as it should bebe, he would give orders to the soldiers.
Truth be told, he actually quite liked Faervel. He had known her when they were children, and being married to nobility hadn't changed her at all. She was still the same happy, pretty girl with that blunt humor where you couldn't tell when she was joking or not. Her smile was amazing, and though he rarely saw it now that she was married to Rochirion, she would occasionally grace him with one. There was once a time when Linnor had wished to marry her. Hopes of that were dashed too quickly, and now he watched as she was made unhappy by her husband. However, he no longer was in love with her, and now was focused on ending the war more than anything. Linnor may now like her as he would a sister or friend, but he had other duties, and making sure that he was able to set up camp was more important than his feelings.
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Faervel wondered what the elf was thinking. He had asked her why she did not smile, and she answered truthfully. Was it not better to give the truth than to lie? Why were elves so complicated? To a wraith, it would have been an entirely acceptable answer.
Shaking her head incredulously, she once more began walking in front of the elf, still confused by his actions.
Truth be told, he actually quite liked Faervel. He had known her when they were children, and being married to nobility hadn't changed her at all. She was still the same happy, pretty girl with that blunt humor where you couldn't tell when she was joking or not. Her smile was amazing, and though he rarely saw it now that she was married to Rochirion, she would occasionally grace him with one. There was once a time when Linnor had wished to marry her. Hopes of that were dashed too quickly, and now he watched as she was made unhappy by her husband. However, he no longer was in love with her, and now was focused on ending the war more than anything. Linnor may now like her as he would a sister or friend, but he had other duties, and making sure that he was able to set up camp was more important than his feelings.
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Faervel wondered what the elf was thinking. He had asked her why she did not smile, and she answered truthfully. Was it not better to give the truth than to lie? Why were elves so complicated? To a wraith, it would have been an entirely acceptable answer.
Shaking her head incredulously, she once more began walking in front of the elf, still confused by his actions.