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.
