Author's note: I've added a character called Estel into this because I think the name sounds elvish, she lives in Rivendell and is a beloved friend of Arwen and Lindir. Copyright belongs to Tolkien and the film makers of the trilogy and The Hobbit films. All italics after elvish is the English translation. I know I have used the elvish from the film, it's to push the story along and keep to the journey.
Estel stood on the balcony of her room and looked across the valley of Imladris, she sighed happily then tensed, something dark was in the air. A soft knock on the door startled her and she turned quickly.
"Enter!" she called clearly.
"Lady Estel" Lindir bowed slightly "I thought I'd find you here, people have been asking about for you."
"Come and join me Lindir" Estel settled herself down onto the chez and Lindir, a little hesitant, sat opposite "something is troubling me, a shadow of dread."
"What do you mean?" Lindir raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not sure myself, but I've heard rumours of the one ring of power and that it's been found, I can feel the threat over this land" Estel paled slightly.
"You've been talking to Lady Arwen haven't you?" Lindir rose to his feet frowning "secrets that should be kept between Lord Elrond and the high elves! Estel, you have no right."
Estel looked down into her lap "I couldn't help it, history fascinates me."
Lindir sighed and knelt in front of her and took her hands in his "I'm just. Looking out for you."
"Hannon le mellon nin" (Thank you my friend) Estel smiled locking her eyes into his dark brown orbs. Meanwhile in the great hall, Elrond was talking to Arwen.
"Arwen, I've told you all I know about the ring, you know who has it, but the Halfling is being tracked by nine wraiths."
"Nine?" Arwen gasped.
"Aragorn is protecting the four halflings, you must find them Arwen, I fear they're already in great peril."
"Yes Ada" Arwen smiled.
"Go, now" Elrond kissed her lightly on the head and gently pushed her out of the door towards the stables, once there, Arwen saddled her horse Aslaforth and with a sharp command she left Imladris in search of Aragorn. It was on the third night from Imladris did she finally locate Aragorn and the four hobbits, with footsteps too quiet for any man she sneaked up behind him and rested the blade of her sword against his neck "what's this, a ranger, caught off his guard?" Arwen smiled sardonically as Aragorn turned to face her, they embraced for a second before Arwen remounted Aslaforth she rode to where Aragorn had told her Frodo was lying.
"Im Arwen. Telin le thaed. Lasto beth nin, tolo dan nan galad" ('Frodo, I am Arwen - I've come to help you. Hear my voice… Come back to the light.') Arwen knelt in front of him and frowned "he's not going to last, I must get him to my father, there are five wraiths behind you, four are out there somewhere."
"Dartho guin Beriain. Rych le ad tolthathon" ('Stay with the Hobbits - I will send horses for you.') Aragorn replied hastily.
Arwen shook her head "Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im" ('I'm the faster rider - I'll take him.').
"Andelu i ven" ('The road is too dangerous') Aragorn continued looking out from the glade.
"Frodo fir" (Frodo is dying) she pointed to Frodo in despair "Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon (If I can get across the river, the power of my people will protect him). Aragorn, they do not fear me" Arwen stroked Aragorn's cheek before he went to pick Frodo up and lifted him onto Aslaforth's back.
"Arwen, ride hard, don't look back. We'll meet you in Rivendell. Go!"
It was not long before Arwen was tracked by the wraiths, all nine of them. However, with the great speed of the horse, Arwen reached the river, the ford rose and washed the filth downstream, suddenly Frodo paled and lost consciousness, Arwen laid him down gently on the bank and cried aloud to him.
"Frodo! Don't give in like this" she prayed to the elves of Rivendell to save him and soon enough her people surrounded her to take the Halfling back to Rivendell, as soon as the procession entered Estel and Lindir ran forward.
"Lady Arwen, thank goodness. What happened down at the ford?"
"We nearly lost Frodo, the one carrying the ring of power."
"So, it's true?" Estel gasped.
Lindir frowned "it should've never have come here, it's too dangerous."
"Lindir, A'maelamin, (my beloved) you worry too much, we must do what we can for the young hobbit."
"My father will take good care of him, I must leave now, Aragorn will be arriving soon. Namaarie" (Farewell) Arwen bowed and left, Lindir and Estel returned the gesture before going to the gardens.
Author's note: Second chapter up soon, more about the relationship between Lindir and Estel
