Legolas turned from the mirror and smiled.
The men Eowyn knew cared nothing for their appearance,
dressing as befitted kings but happier when life allowed them
to wear leather and mail.
Her elf had a weakness for fine clothes that touched Eowyn's
She rolled onto her belly and, feet held aloft, slid down to
her kneesI must look ridiculous!crawled to
Legolas clothes chest and opened it.
She found his leaf-green sash, struggled back to the bed, and
hid it under her pillow.
Will he miss it?
She grinned: Nonot if I avoid wearing leaf green.