Good catch ! My scenario had changed so much that I forgot to remove this one. The fact is that she didn't :) Thank you for pointing it out. Hopefully, the rest has been smoothed out properly.
Her first elvish word was Estel, it was the name of Elrond foster son from what the twins had told her. She had a few doubts about who this might be, and a good part of her really wanted Strider to be the one. Perhaps she was mistaken, but for sure there was something more than a man in the ranger, the depth of is grey eyes told her so. AND, he was the only human in Rivendell. A good candidate then. For the moment, she had realised that if elves did not bear their age through skin or posture, their eyes betrayed it all. Frances was slowly coming to terms with the idea of living a thousand years old, but still she got issues with that thought. However, in Strider's eyes there was some wisdom rarely seen on other men his age, and that intrigued her. Even Maximus, who had suffered a great deal, or the Jedi had not given her this weird impression.
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Typical Mulder naïveté here... he's insufferable, right ?
— "You cannot prevent us from talking. The people deserve to know what is happening there!"
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Thank you for your comment, but er, what did you mean by it ?
I didn't understand what you meant here, I admit.
Well, OK, sleeping seemed good right now. If she had not been in full alert because of the possibility to be ambushed again by the freaky ghosts, Frances would have collapsed to the ground and slept twenty-four hours in a row. The young woman was dead on her feet, her body not used to skipping a whole night and walking ten hours with close to no sustenance. She made a mental note to keep in better shape in the future, or upgrade her training with the FBI to keep up with the requirements of time travel and medieval roads. If she had not been hiking around in the mountains so much as a kid, and always walking in cities rather than using a car, the young woman would have collapsed halfway. Remembering how people made fun of her, telling her that she should have been born in another century with her stupid refusal of using too many machines, Frances realised that her little habits might have saved her for once.
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Yes, she definitely needs it
Thank you so much :) I'm glad you enjoyed it.
So ! If you're still around, 'toeing the line' is completed now :) I added the last few chapters. I've been rereading your comments and spend such a nice moment. Thanks again.
maaaaaaaybe ?
— "Ugh, no! I don't want to ever hear about driving a car again. It's done, I'm relieved."
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OK. I get what you say. That novels are not the same quality as published work on webnovel. You should probably know that the author requested pointers on the forum, and that's why I spent time giving her professional advice in the first place. Hence my remark on the 'show don't tell'.
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She is moderately skilled because she ended up fighting twice as a gladiator. But it's still not enough to master a sword, and the gladius is using very different techniques as well.
Well, OK, sleeping seemed good right now. If she had not been in full alert because of the possibility to be ambushed again by the freaky ghosts, Frances would have collapsed to the ground and slept twenty-four hours in a row. The young woman was dead on her feet, her body not used to skipping a whole night and walking ten hours with close to no sustenance. She made a mental note to keep in better shape in the future, or upgrade her training with the FBI to keep up with the requirements of time travel and medieval roads. If she had not been hiking around in the mountains so much as a kid, and always walking in cities rather than using a car, the young woman would have collapsed halfway. Remembering how people made fun of her, telling her that she should have been born in another century with her stupid refusal of using too many machines, Frances realised that her little habits might have saved her for once.
Frances
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