Chapter One

Jèanna Hadlör was sleeping upon one of the flets in Lórien, her blonde-red hair flowing around her. Her clear blue eyes were unseen, for her eyes were shut with weariness. Jèanna had just returned from a long journey from the Council of Elrond in Rivendell. Elrond had told her in private many things to say to the Lady Galadriel. But as the night was growing deeper, Jèanna did not awaken.

It was after sunrise when she woke, but she felt refreshed, and decided to see the Lady. Stretching, Jèanna put on her cloak and threw her quiver over her shoulder, and climbed down from the flet.

"Mãn rè," said an elf to Jèanna. "Ai! I rè auta coi!" (Good Day! Alas! The day is passing away.)

"Mãn rè!" Jèanna replied, not noticing the last sentence he had said. (Good day!)

Walking through the fields in the forest, Jèanna pondered upon what Elrond had said. Taking her time to get to Lórien, Jèanna watched many animals cross her path. It was almost dusk, and Jeanna had finally reached the city of Galadhrim, where she ran to the Dining hall of the Lord and Lady. The hall was pure white on the outside, but faded into many pastel colors on the inside, making it seem more welcoming. As she opened the Emerald doors, Galadriel welcomed her in the common tongue.

"Welcome Jèanna, daughter of Josèhsè. What had brought you here?" Galadriel was sitting in her chair, clothed in the lightest color of Emerald green, that blended in with the walls. Her hair shimmered in the cascading lights of the hall, making her glow slightly. To Jèanna, Galadriel seemed almost of an angel, not an elf.

Jeanna replied to Galadriel. "I have been sent by Elrond Halfelven to give you some messages." Galadriel looked at Jèanna deeply, her clear blue eyes looking soft with comfort.

"Do not worry about those troubles as of yet, Jèanna," Galadriel said to her. "You are weary, please, sit and eat, for you have not eaten in a few days."

Jèanna felt as though she didn't belong in this hall, but she obeyed. As she sat down, she asked Galadriel, "Ga ná Celeborn?" (Where is Celeborn?)

"Tier," she replied. (watching) "There are many dangers that are coming towards us, and we must be careful, so he is watching."

As Jèanna ate, Galadriel gazed out the window toward the crystal blue lake. She noticed Celeborn was talking to Haldir. Galadriel pondered upon this until Jèanna was done eating, and said, "Shall I tell you what Elrond wanted me to tell you?"

Galadriel removed her gaze from the window, and said, "No, not yet, for it is not the right time." She smiled. "For now, you must cleanse yourself, and the elves will provide you with an outfit. After that, we may talk."

Jèanna bowed low and left the table. One of the elves came to her side and asked, "Uva im thôp le?" (Shall I help thee?) Jèanna shook her head and exited the hall, and made her way to the cleansing rooms.

As Jèanna was done, a few elves presented her with a beautiful gown. It was crystal blue, and looked as though it was one of Galadriel's long, glittering gowns. After Jèanna put it on, one of the elves said, "Lye yes míriel!" (Thou is sparkling like jewels) "Thank you," Jèanna replied in the common tongue, although the elves did not understand what she had said.

As Jèanna walked down the hall, many elves said the same things that she had already heard, like Lye yes míriel! Jèanna was loving the attention, but she was getting rather tired of hearing such compliments.

Jèanna opened up the doors to the hall and entered. Galadriel was sitting upon a jewel-encrusted throne, and the table that was there was gone. Instead, there was only a large space.

"Come, what did Elrond Halfelven want you to tell me?"

Jèanna sat down in front of the Lady and began to tell her what Elrond told her to say. "Elrond has decided to send i ash cor ti Mordor. (The One Ring to Mordor) He has sent nine companions with the ring bearer, for there are nine ringwraiths. Four are hobbits, or halflings, Frodo Baggins, the Ring bearer, Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took, an elf, Legolas Greenleaf, a wizard, Gandalf the Grey, two men, Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Boromir from Gondor, and a dwarf, Gimli, son of Gloin."

"Go on," Galadriel said to Jèanna.

"They left Rivendell two days before I left. Elrond told me that they would be taking the passage up Cahadras, and if they cannot make it, they will go through a different route, he did not know what. He said that they would arrive here this evening, and that they will all be blindfolded to comfort the dwarf. They shall encounter a group of elves that will have just finished fighting orcs outside of the forest."

"Is that all?" Galadriel asked with a smirk.

"Yes, my Lady, it is," Jèanna replied.

"Well, then, what shall I do?" Galadriel rested her head on her hand in thought, and closed her eyes. After a few moments, she slowly opened them and peered into Jèanna's eyes. "You will go and accompany them back here, and I shall get Celeborn and we shall talk to them." Galadriel was telepathically giving this all to Jèanna. Then she spoke, "Go to the feasting room, and they will give you lembas for our weary guests. You may also tell our guests that they can take their blindfolds off. Go quickly, you may be able to get to them before they get here!"

With that, Jèanna left and went to the feasting room, took the bag of lembas and hurried out of the palace to find that it was after dusk. Jèanna decided not to sleep, so she could intercept them the next morning.

She made her way as quickly as she could through the darkening forest. And the next morning, Jèanna had to stop to rest. As she did, she noticed a group of eight people, plus Haldir, starting their journey again. She quickly ran over to them.

"Haldir," she cried. "Hi," she pointed to the eight people (These), "vile khil ni le Galadriel." (are to follow me to Galadriel) He nodded and took off all of their blindfolds, telling Gimli how grateful he should be because no dwarf has looked upon Lórien in ages.

"Welcome to Lórien!" Jèanna said to them in the common tongue.

"Tyeant me vile," replied Aragorn. (grateful we are)

"So you do speak Elvish!" Jèanna said, surprised.

"Ello rant me hu," Legolas said. (of course we do!) "But of course it is only myself and Aragorn that do. The rest of us are not familiar with the tongue of the Elves."

"Well, you are to follow me the rest of the way to Galadhrim," Jèanna said.

None of them objected, and with that, the Fellowship followed Jèanna until they could walk no more.

"Please, fair Lady," Frodo begged Jèanna after midday. "We must stop and rest for we have been traveling for many miles without rest, and our hearts are heavy with grief."

"Yes, we many rest, for I am also weary." Jèanna replied. "Have you not eaten? For I have lembas bread that the Lady Galadriel gave for me to give you." Jèanna pulled out the lembas and gave one to each of them. They all devoured it, but Jèanna didn't notice. She was too busy relaxing, so she didn't notice Boromir sit down next to her.

He asked, "Is it true that the Lady of the Wood is a great sorceress who puts you under spells?" Jèanna barely moved, but she replied, "She is a great sorceress, but she does not put you under spells." She stood up and walked around, pacing.

"What is it?" Sam asked sheepishly. Jèanna looked at him, her blue eyes twinkling. He turned away from her gaze quickly.

"Frodo," Jèanna said slowly. "You said you were heavy with grief, did you lose something?" Her eyes searched over the group, noticing something was out of place. Aragorn said quickly and quietly, "Mithrandir." Jèanna's eyes widened.

Merry stood up and walked over to Jèanna. Pippin did the same. None of the others moved at all. Merry spoke up first.

"Gandalf the Grey. We lost him." Merry said. "We were on the bridge in Moria, and the Balrog was chasing us," Pippin said. Sam then said, "He tried to break the bridge with his staff. He didn't want us to get hurt."

A small voice added in from behind Merry and Pippin, "The bridge broke, and the Balrog fell in, but so did Gandalf." Merry and Pippin moved out of the way, and Frodo stood, his head bowed. "It was a great loss. We all miss him dearly."

The next few moments were silent. Jèanna then knelt down and put her hand on Frodo's shoulder. Frodo looked up at her. "Do not dwell on the thoughts of the past," Jèanna's eyes twinkled, and she smiled at Frodo. "Gandalf would not want you to grieve. He would want you to continue with your journey."

Aragorn then said, "Now I know where I saw you! You were in Rivendell! You were at the Council, but you were clothed differently!"

"Yes, I was there," Jèanna smiled at Aragorn. "And I was sent to tell Galadriel news of your journey." Jèanna looked up and noticed that they had been sitting for a few hours. She stood up and said, "We must go, for it is still a long journey to Galadhrim. Quickly!"

She roused them all and then they followed her a long way after dusk. As they were towards the top of a hill that Jèanna was already at the top of, she exclaimed, "Welcome to Galadhrim!"

As they looked down, the city of Galadhrim twinkled, thousands of lights made it seem as if it were glowing. Hundreds of elves walked to and fro, so slowly that it felt like a dream to Frodo. It was so beautiful. The entire Fellowship forgot their troubles for a time. They all wanted to explore the beautiful city. But Jèanna said to them, "Follow me."

They followed her through the city, gazing in awe at the wondrous sites of the elves. All of the elves greeted them in their native tongue. As they entered the palace through the Emerald doors, Jèanna gasped silently. The entire room had changed. The two thrones were on the side, and there were many steps leading to upper levels. The room was now a soft white that was glowing slightly.

Jèanna regained her senses and notice, with her elven eyes that the Lord and Lady were coming down the stairs. Jèanna walked forward, but the others did not. She stopped right before the steps, moved to the side, turned around, and said, "The Lord Celeborn and the Lady Galadriel of Lórien."