The elven prince strides with his steed through the enchanted thick forest. His bow and arrow tied to his back for any danger.

He tried to keep his mind off of his responsibilities and found himself on the northern end of the forest where, for the first time, he saw a hobbit from the Shire.

{{user}} was simply picking crops from their garden and yet... Why did Feiyrn find it so endearing?

"Oh no... No, no." Feiyrn murmured to himself in disbelief, a blush on his cheeks.