Prelude
A note. A note was all she had written. Very formal and very solemn.
Dear Paldo, I'm quite sorry, but I cannot abide by this any longer. On an impulse and whim we did something that we should not. And while I always dreamed of having children, I never imagined it this way. So I leave her to you. I'm sorry I did not tell you about her before. Things were very bad for us. A half-ling cannot live in a place with Elves. Please take care of her
Nessima
Paldo read the letter over and over in his head, and on the paper. He stared over at the very young hobbit with such wonder. But, she wasn't a hobbit at all. She was his size of course, but her features definitely belonged to her mother. Pointed ears, and long straight blond hair, with blond hairy feet. There was nothing he could do. He kept her inside, not wanting to her to be harmed by other hobbits words. And so Paldo kept his daughter inside for most of her life, only letting her be outside when it was desperately needed and even then she was to be covered up. Paldo told neighbors that she was afflicted with a terrible illness from her mother, who had died of the disease. And some hobbits, just as men and elves, could still be mean. Some pointed and some laughed. So Paldo packed up his daughter and his home, and moved to the very edge of the Shire and only went into the town by himself.
Chapter 1
Frodo Baggins stepped out of Bag End and into the sunshine. Smiling just slightly as the sun beat down on his face, Frodo came to check to see if there were any letters delivered to his residence. There was one letter, in a fancy envelope and embossed gold lettering on the front. Thinking it must be of some important urgance, Frodo crept back into his house and tore open the letter. Inside was a formal letter in the same embossed gold type. It was from Aragorn, King of Gondor. He requested the audience of Frodo, Samwise, Merry and Pippin to Gondor as soon as they could arrive. There was to be some sort of ceremony, either that or some sort of emergency - Frodo couldn't be sure. He assumed that Sam, Merry and Pippin had all received the same letter and exited Bag End once more to go find his very good friend Sam.
Samwise Gamgee was tending to his garden behind his house, when Frodo strolled up, knocking kindly on the gate. "Sam?" Frodo called out, "Sam it's me Frodo. I've gotten a letter from Aragorn, I was curious if you had receieved one as well."
Looking up from his garden, Sam beamed. He dusted his dirty hands off onto his pants and walked over to his friend. "Ah Mr Frodo, it's lovely to see you. A letter from Aragorn you say? No why I don't think I've gotten one, although I've not checked to see if any letters had come at all today. Perhaps we should go look? What does Aragorn want?"
Both Sam and Frodo ventured to the front of the house and Sam began to wash his hands off. "Well he requests to see us and Merry and Pippin," Frodo began. "He doesn't quite say what it's about other then it's of great importance and it's not bad news."
Giving a small nod, Sam dried off his hands and went out to see if there's a letter for him. Sure enough, there was the same letter, only addressed to Samwise Gamgee and not Frodo Baggins. The envelopes and type were exactly the same. Tearing open the letter, Sam read it quickly and nodded. "That's what mine says too" He finally told Frodo. "If I got one, and you got one, then I'm sure Pippin 'n Merry've gotten one as well. Shall we go see them? Perhaps bring some lunch. It could be an outing of the day and we could discuss what all this might mean."
"Ah that would be splendid Sam. You wash up and change and I'll go back to Bag End to grab some food. Come meet me over at home when you're finished and we'll walk over to Pippins from there alright?" Frodo requested. Sam only gave a small nod and a huge grin and went back inside the house.
Heading back to Bag End, Frodo quickly gathered the necessities for any kind of trip or picnic to Buckland. He grabbed meats and breads, and water and even some pastries in case they might miss a teatime or two. Frodo was still gathering these things when Sam knocked on the door. "Come in!" Frodo called and Sam entered, all clean and ready to go. Several minutes later, the two were off towards Pippins house.
Arriving at Pippin's house eventually, they came to find out that he indeed did recieve a letter from Aragorn as well. Without much discussion, he joined Frodo and Sam on a trip to Merry's house so they could all sit together and talk about this. It was quite late in the evening when they finally arrived to Merry's house. He too had recieved a letter from the King of Gondor. The four decided to sit outside among the stars and discuss the possibilities of either going or refusing the invitation.
"Well I certainly would love to see ol Aragorn." Pippin chimed in. "Sure there're things to do around the house n such but as long as we tell people where we're going this time, I don't think anyone should rather miss us much at all."
"I agree with Pippin," Merry replied. "If he's requested a visit from us it must be important. And he says it's not bad news, but I imagine it would be difficult to put bad news into a letter, not knowing who might read it."
Frodo nodded, "Yes I'm quite curious as to what's happened to Gondor. And who knows, he might've invited Legolas or Gimli as well. And I admit, even though I said I wanted to return to the Shire very much, part of me still longs for being out into the world."
"Well then it's settled," Sam piped up, "We'll head to Gondor in a day or two. Tomorrow we'll send a letter that we're coming that should hopefully get there before we will. It'll take us a couple of weeks of course, but I too am dying to know what's been going on."
The four nodded then, all coming to an agreement. In several days they would make their long trip out of the Shire and into Gondor. Hopefully this trip would be much more favorable then their last.
A note. A note was all she had written. Very formal and very solemn.
Dear Paldo, I'm quite sorry, but I cannot abide by this any longer. On an impulse and whim we did something that we should not. And while I always dreamed of having children, I never imagined it this way. So I leave her to you. I'm sorry I did not tell you about her before. Things were very bad for us. A half-ling cannot live in a place with Elves. Please take care of her
Nessima
Paldo read the letter over and over in his head, and on the paper. He stared over at the very young hobbit with such wonder. But, she wasn't a hobbit at all. She was his size of course, but her features definitely belonged to her mother. Pointed ears, and long straight blond hair, with blond hairy feet. There was nothing he could do. He kept her inside, not wanting to her to be harmed by other hobbits words. And so Paldo kept his daughter inside for most of her life, only letting her be outside when it was desperately needed and even then she was to be covered up. Paldo told neighbors that she was afflicted with a terrible illness from her mother, who had died of the disease. And some hobbits, just as men and elves, could still be mean. Some pointed and some laughed. So Paldo packed up his daughter and his home, and moved to the very edge of the Shire and only went into the town by himself.
Chapter 1
Frodo Baggins stepped out of Bag End and into the sunshine. Smiling just slightly as the sun beat down on his face, Frodo came to check to see if there were any letters delivered to his residence. There was one letter, in a fancy envelope and embossed gold lettering on the front. Thinking it must be of some important urgance, Frodo crept back into his house and tore open the letter. Inside was a formal letter in the same embossed gold type. It was from Aragorn, King of Gondor. He requested the audience of Frodo, Samwise, Merry and Pippin to Gondor as soon as they could arrive. There was to be some sort of ceremony, either that or some sort of emergency - Frodo couldn't be sure. He assumed that Sam, Merry and Pippin had all received the same letter and exited Bag End once more to go find his very good friend Sam.
Samwise Gamgee was tending to his garden behind his house, when Frodo strolled up, knocking kindly on the gate. "Sam?" Frodo called out, "Sam it's me Frodo. I've gotten a letter from Aragorn, I was curious if you had receieved one as well."
Looking up from his garden, Sam beamed. He dusted his dirty hands off onto his pants and walked over to his friend. "Ah Mr Frodo, it's lovely to see you. A letter from Aragorn you say? No why I don't think I've gotten one, although I've not checked to see if any letters had come at all today. Perhaps we should go look? What does Aragorn want?"
Both Sam and Frodo ventured to the front of the house and Sam began to wash his hands off. "Well he requests to see us and Merry and Pippin," Frodo began. "He doesn't quite say what it's about other then it's of great importance and it's not bad news."
Giving a small nod, Sam dried off his hands and went out to see if there's a letter for him. Sure enough, there was the same letter, only addressed to Samwise Gamgee and not Frodo Baggins. The envelopes and type were exactly the same. Tearing open the letter, Sam read it quickly and nodded. "That's what mine says too" He finally told Frodo. "If I got one, and you got one, then I'm sure Pippin 'n Merry've gotten one as well. Shall we go see them? Perhaps bring some lunch. It could be an outing of the day and we could discuss what all this might mean."
"Ah that would be splendid Sam. You wash up and change and I'll go back to Bag End to grab some food. Come meet me over at home when you're finished and we'll walk over to Pippins from there alright?" Frodo requested. Sam only gave a small nod and a huge grin and went back inside the house.
Heading back to Bag End, Frodo quickly gathered the necessities for any kind of trip or picnic to Buckland. He grabbed meats and breads, and water and even some pastries in case they might miss a teatime or two. Frodo was still gathering these things when Sam knocked on the door. "Come in!" Frodo called and Sam entered, all clean and ready to go. Several minutes later, the two were off towards Pippins house.
Arriving at Pippin's house eventually, they came to find out that he indeed did recieve a letter from Aragorn as well. Without much discussion, he joined Frodo and Sam on a trip to Merry's house so they could all sit together and talk about this. It was quite late in the evening when they finally arrived to Merry's house. He too had recieved a letter from the King of Gondor. The four decided to sit outside among the stars and discuss the possibilities of either going or refusing the invitation.
"Well I certainly would love to see ol Aragorn." Pippin chimed in. "Sure there're things to do around the house n such but as long as we tell people where we're going this time, I don't think anyone should rather miss us much at all."
"I agree with Pippin," Merry replied. "If he's requested a visit from us it must be important. And he says it's not bad news, but I imagine it would be difficult to put bad news into a letter, not knowing who might read it."
Frodo nodded, "Yes I'm quite curious as to what's happened to Gondor. And who knows, he might've invited Legolas or Gimli as well. And I admit, even though I said I wanted to return to the Shire very much, part of me still longs for being out into the world."
"Well then it's settled," Sam piped up, "We'll head to Gondor in a day or two. Tomorrow we'll send a letter that we're coming that should hopefully get there before we will. It'll take us a couple of weeks of course, but I too am dying to know what's been going on."
The four nodded then, all coming to an agreement. In several days they would make their long trip out of the Shire and into Gondor. Hopefully this trip would be much more favorable then their last.