Thomas barked out a laugh. “There are seven of us against the Red King and his thirteen most powerful nobles, and it’s going well?” Mouse sneezed. “Eight,” Thomas corrected himself. He rolled his eyes and said, “And the psycho death faerie makes it nine.” “It is like movie,” Sanya said, nodding. “Dibs on Legolas.” “Are you kidding?” Thomas said. “I’m obviously Legolas. You’re . . .” He squinted thoughtfully at Sanya and then at Martin. “Well. He’s Boromir and you’re clearly Aragorn.” “Martin is so dour, he is more like Gimli.” Sanya pointed at Susan. “Her sword is much more like Aragorn’s.”
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