VICTOR'S POV
The sun was the only thing that roused me. The air around me was moist but hot. Feeling and smelling earth, it occurred to me where I was.
Damn! I was buried. I used whatever strength I had left to pull myself out. I dusted off the wet dirt from my face.
I couldn't believe I was reincarnated but if it worked that means my theory was right. Legolas would be filled with dread if he knew. I doubted I should tell him anything since he wanted me dead are all cost. It was a wonder I still cared about him. I wished I could go to the palace and tell Legolas the latest development but I would have been long dead before then. Legolas always cut loose ends and unfortunately I was one.
I walked down with the mundanes trying to find a telephone booth and I did. The red telephone booth
