Out of the Shadows
She is one of the last of her kind, a queen among them. She has ruled them with a kind but firm hand since she was passed the crown. As a threat looms on the horizon, Queen Letia might have to come into the light herself in order to ensure the survival of those that look for her for guidance. None across the land in recent memory can remember the last time they saw one of their kind, let alone the Queen of the Fae. Will coming out ensure the survival of her people or instrument their downfall?
Dislaimer: I do not own the Hobbit.
Chapter One
"My Queen!" her Captain of the Guard, Marcus, exclaimed, bursting into the thrown room. Queen Letia looked up from the book that she was perusing as did her two guards for the day, Amil and Axel.
"Yes, Marcus? What is it?"
"Seeress has sent for you. She says that it is urgent." Marcus said.
Queen Letia sighed almost wearily as she stood from her throne, placing her book down in her spot and moved towards Marcus, the two guards following.
"She is always saying that it is urgent. What is it this time?"
"It is best for you to hear it yourself."
Letia felt a shiver of unease travel down her spine at her captain's serious face. He was never serious unless there was a threat to Letia herself.
They walked in grim silence up the steps of a tower and into the Seeress of the Fae's chambers.
"Malia, what have you Seen?" Letia asked. The pure white eyes of the white figure pierced Letia's dark brown.
"I have Seen great evil this night that comes to destroy us."
"Us, meaning?"
"Us as in all whom follow the Light. Sauron is stirring, and with that, I've Seen the Nazgul marching upon this land looking for the One Ring. If the One Ring is given back to its Master, it shall be the end of all as we know it."
"How do we stop it?" Letia asked, not allowing fear to consume her at the thought of Sauron. She had fought in the one of the last wars against Sauron before she became queen and before the queen before her, Queen Lina, had called for the Fae to cut all contact from the outside races.
Malia turned to the center of the room where a crystal ball sat and had been used by all Seers since the first of the Fae.
"There is a council taking place in a week's time, at the home of Lord Elrond. Imladris, or how it is known more commonly, as Rivendell. There, there is a hobbit whom is the Ring Bearer, by the name of Frodo Baggins. He will be instrumental in Middle Earth's survival."
Letia thought and knew what she must do.
"Captain Marcus?"
"My Queen?"
"Ready some horses and some of the guard. We leave as soon as I have changed."
Letia whirled around and headed down the stairs of the tower to head to her chambers.
"My Queen? Where hence do we go?" Marcus shouted after her.
"We are going to see the elves, Captain Marcus."
And with that, Letia was gone and deeper into the palace, and towards her chambers which were in the heart of the palace.
Entering her chambers, she quickly stripped from her gown and jewerly, leaving only her jade signet ring, her circle necklace, and her crown.
She put on a pair of black leather pants, black high-heeled travel boots, a red and gold sleeveless corset, and a green travel cloak. She also put on brown arm guards, grabbed her bow and arrows, placing them upon her back, and then grabbed her twin swords, placing them on either hip. She pinned her hair back by braiding it so that it would be out of her face but also down in the dark brown loose way she loved to wear it in.
After finishing getting ready, she packed two bags: one with two other outfits and with some bracelets and earrings she might need if she wanted to look pretty for the council. And in the other bag went a spare quiver of arrows, a dagger, a small mirror with runes drawn all over the surface, and a large bag of different colored oval shaped stones with runes drawn on them.
She was ready.
Letia looped the straps on her bags around her and left her chambers, walking towards the stables.
Everywhere she looked as she walked, she saw that her people were beginning to panic, especially when they saw her mounting her pure black stallion, Midnight.
She turned him to look over the large crowd of Fae that were gathering in the square.
Letia paid no mind to the guards that were mounting their own horses behind her as she concentrated on the wind to amplify her voice so all in her kingdom would hear her.
"My fellow Fae, there is a grave threat upon Middle Earth and the gods have called upon us once again through the Seeress to bring aid. If we are victorious on our mission, we shall flourish into a new era, where all the races of the Light are allies again, and where the races of the Dark are finally vanquished," she had to pause as cheers broke out among her people at the mere thought of the Light prevailing over the Dark once and for all. She began to speak again when the cheers began to quiet down. "But if we fail, life as we know it, as we've always known it, shall end, and we shall be plunged into darkness for the rest of all our days. I need for all of you to pray to the gods that we shall prevail. I ask that you spread the word to our sisters and brothers that they must be ready, that you all must be ready, for a chance of a war. This is not a goodbye, that I promise you all. Captain Marcus? Let's ride! Hiyah!"
Letia snapped the reins of Midnight as her people broke out into cheers again, racing towards the high walls that protected the Fae. The guard manning the gate opened it, allowing Letia and the twenty-four guards with her through.
They had a five day journey ahead of them. Hopefully they would reach Imladris in time.