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Title: Dwarf Women (#4385)
Author: LadyAranel
Chapters: 1

Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: This was one of those things that came to me in an "ah-ha!" sort of moment. What would be more vexing to Gimli than Legolas falling in love... with Gimli's sister!
Published: 10 Oct 2011
Updated: 10 Oct 2011
Warnings:
Type: Humour
Characters: Legolas;Gimli


Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

It was at the meal that evening when Gimli began to understand what was happening. The dwarf’s lips became stuck in the small round ‘o’ one makes when something terrible is bound to occur and one is powerless to stop it. Thankfully (or not), the elf did not appear to notice Gimli’s look of shock, either because of the profusion of hair around the dwarf’s mouth, or perhaps because Legolas was busy smiling with something akin to admiration at Gimli's sister, Glis.

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“Dwarf women are rare, ‘tis true.” Glis smiled up at the elf then cast her eyes down humbly.

Legolas was sitting comfortably on the blanket he had spread out for them under a tree. He reclined against the trunk, studying her. All the races of Middle-earth intrigued him, but he had never before had the chance to consider a Dwarf woman. He was both surprised and pleased when he met Glis. Gimli had never mentioned that he had a sister.

She was not traditionally beautiful, true. Yet, there was something about her… an innocence perhaps? He stole another glance at her. Her beard was not as long as Gimli’s or the other dwarf men that Legolas had encountered and her hair looked fine where theirs appeared coarse. He wondered what her beard would feel like beneath his fingers.

“What are you thinking of Master Elf?” Glis’ voice was soft. Another difference between dwarf women and dwarf men, Legolas discerned and welcomed the intrusion on his thoughts with a smile.

There was nothing coquettish about her. He could do little but answer truly in return. He had the grace to pitch his voice lower, as if he were slightly embarrassed.

“I was wondering,” he leant towards her conspiratorially. “If your beard is as soft as it looks?”
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