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The thought of Galadriel rejecting him for the second time was like a knife penetrating the midst of his heart. It tore-off the edges that surround the barriers of his heart, exposing it from more danger of being ripped-off by the sharp edges of the dagger. What is there to do to protect his heart then from such danger? Thorin heaved a sigh and tried to close his mind from thinking.
Thorin’s everyday walk going to the University became a burden to him already. What is there to be excited for if he needs to forbid himself from even taking a glimpse of the woman he longed for?
Yes, it has been days that Thorin denied himself from seeing Galadriel or from even glancing at her. He owed it to himself, to his heart with whom Galadriel had stabbed twice. This is in the meantime, ho
