60. Not Again!
Eru!
The last thing he needed was to find a lost child wandering in the darker parts of Eryn Lasgalen at twilight. Again.
He could return the child himself; pick it up and walk to the cottages and let it go running back to its mother. He'd probably scare it out of a year's growth... With any luck, however, the tale arising from this encounter would keep the forest clear of intruders for a few more decades.
He liked the sound of that.
Thranduil stepped silently from behind the oak, determined to play legend for yet another generation of mortals.
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