7. Elf Friend
Lothíriel tried concentrating on her Rohirric lessons but the King distracted her. Again.
"…despite what I told Gimli, you're my elven princess."
She shook her head, blushing as the bard overheard.
"Legolas swears it's in your blood…and you magically ensnared me in your web, as elves do."
"Don't blame me; I tried keeping you out!"
"So you did," Éomer winked. "I almost forgot. Anyway, I'm doomed by my hasty words to collect elvish acquaintances."
"No matter how remote?"
"Yes," he gave Lothíriel's waist a squeeze.
Poking Éomer with her quill, she asked the bard, "What is 'elf-friend' in Rohirric?"