Days, Weeks, Months had passed. They got to know each other very well. They found each other in a very profound love with each other but they haven't told each other yet. Freya for instance, was controlling her feeling with all her force but it just won't subside.
They were eating their lunch as usual when Ruslan spoke with prior sincerity.
"I am an elf."
"Wh…at?" Freya said. Surprised.
"I am a Peredhil, a Halfling. Half human and half elf" he muttered.
Freya was still in shock. She never thought of Ruslan being an elf though he has been showing some signs. What kept her very hard to accept this truth is her insight towards elf. She could never tell her secret- the reason why she is now in front of him- for she knew very well that it could hurt his feelings. She refused from being married to an elf- because of its fearsome looks. She never knew that an elf could look like this- very far from how she described it for herself. Abash flashed on her face.
