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Legolas remained silent, looking while the King kept moving his gaze from one to another, clearly undecided about what to say, when unexpectedly he froze, like he had a sudden revelation.
He turned to Legolas, eyes sparkling, full of excitement: “Does your father know?” he asked.
The question surprised the elf, but he didn’t’ let it show: “No,” he simply answered, still looking defiantly at Thorin.
In an instant Thorin was near him, grabbing his shoulders, looking at him with a feverish light in his eyes: “Please,” he said: “Please, please, please… let me be present when you tell him!”