The next day was meant to be the confluence, but Elrion received news that it had been postponed.
'They are probably trying to patch up their plans now.'
After his breathtaking display yesterday, Eliron had more than cemented his place in the hearts of the elves.
Those of them who had doubts about him had come to fully accept him and even some of the chiefs were now openly showing their admiration.
They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but now, Eliron was sure that statement applied to the elves as well.
Normally, he would have opposed the date change, but it was not in his power to decide when the confluence would take place.
That was the exclusive right of the chiefs.
So Eliron returned to what he had been doing before the hunt… building a house.
He was back in the spot where he had chopped down countless trees, and for a few hours, he had been organising them based on their size and uses.
