Amazing Love
Another one of those "girl joins the Fellowship" fics. This is my first LOTR fic, so please, be honest.
Disclaimer: No characters are mine except Elizabeth....all other characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkien...but if I did own Legolas....ohhh...*passes out* Somebody get the smelling salts!!
Rating: PG-13
Sumarry: Takes place during the council meeting. Elizabeth Night is there to represent her father's kingdom and joins the Fellowship. Along the way, she makes friendships with most of the Fellowship..and a little more with Legolas....
Feedback: yes, please...
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Frodo Baggins sat in the council room of Elrond, King of Rivendell. He sat next to Gandalf, the Grey, and looked around the room at everyone who was there: Men, Dwarves, and Elves. Elrond sat across the room from Frodo, his eyes traveling to each person. Frodo did the same. He looked first to the Elves. Gandalf has told him that they were of the Mirkwood Elves, from the Woodland Realm and that Legolas Greenleaf was the Elven Prince. He sat there, his blue eyes on Elrond, waiting for the council to begin.
Next Frodo looked to the Dwarves. All were of the height of a hobbit, give or take a few inches. Their faces were hidden behind long, bushy beards. The leader of the Dwarves, Gimli, Son of Gloim, sat, an ax at his feet, glaring at the Elves. Gandalf had explained to him that there was a rival between Elves and Dwarves, though no on truly knows why.
Lastly, Frodo looked at the Men. He looked at Stryder, the ranger from the North who had found Frodo and his kin at the Prancing Pony and helped them escape the Ringwraiths. The ranger sat, a hand on his knee, looking around. A few seats down from him sat Boromir of Gondor. The man sat with a hand on his chin, slowly looking at the different races of Middle-earth who had come together. What caught Frodo's attention, however, was who sat to the right of Stryder-- a woman. Frodo studied her. Her face was clear and pale, her eyes were chesnut brown. Her dark brown hair was partially tied back, and the loose strands fell across her shoulders. She wore a dull white dress and a sword was strapped to her waist.
Gandalf, seeing Frodo's fascination, leaned down towards the young hobbit. "The young woman is Elizabeth Night, of Teribathia. She is the eldest daughter of its King," he said softly. Frodo watched as Stryder said something to her, and a small smile graced her face. "Why is she here?," Frodo asked. "She is the champion of Teribathia, much to her father's displeasure. No man can weild a sword better than she. And no man has more wits." Frodo looked at Elizabeth. This is the champion of Teribathia?, he thought. Just then, the brunette turned her head, looked at him, and smiled. Then she turned her attention to Elrond, who was beginning to speak.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction...None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to its fate, this one doom." He looked towards Frodo and lifted a hand. "Bring forth the ring, Frodo." The hobbit rose self-conciously, looking around. He placed the ring on the stone podieum in the center and slowly returned to his seat, aware of the gasps and whispers. He thought he even heard someone say, "The doom of Man."
Boromir stared at the ring. "So it is true," he whispered. He rose from his seat. "A dream...I saw the Eastern sky grow dark, but in the West, a pale light lingered...A voice was crying, 'The doom is near at hand! Isildur's bane is found!' Isildur's bane...Is found." He reached out his hand towards the ring. Suddenly, Gandalf jumped from to his feet and raised a hand. The sky grew dark and the earth shook as he began to chant in Black Speech. Elrond and the Elves looked away while the others looked around, frightened. As Gandalf quieted, all returned to normal and he looked towards Elrond.
"Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imladris," Elrond said angrily. Gandalf looked at him and slowly returned to his seat. "I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The ring is all together evil!," the wizard said. Boromir looked at everyone. "It is a gift," he countered. "A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring?" Frodo looked over at him in disbelief. He saw that Elizabeth also shared the same look, while Stryder looked simply aggravated. Boromir continued. "Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy! Let us use it against him!"
"Are you mad?," Elizabeth shouted. "You cannot weild it! None of us can!" Stryder nodded. "She's right. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master!." Boromir glared at him. "And what would a ranger know of this matter?" Finally, Legolas jumped to his feet in anger. "This is no mere ranger! He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." Boromir stared at Aragorn in disbelief. "Aragorn?," he said. "This...is Isildur's heir?" Legolas stared at him. "And heir to the throne of Gondor."
Frodo looked over at Aragorn. The man sat, looking uncomfortable, staring at the elf and raised his hand. "Havodad, Legolas," he said in Elvish. Legolas obediently sat down while Boromir sneered at Aragorn. "Gondor has no king," the man spat bitterly. "Gondor needs no king." He returned to his seat and glared at Aragorn. "Elizabeth and Aragorn are right," Gandalf said. "We cannot use it."
Elrond looked at everyone. "You have only one choice...The ring must be destroyed." Gimli sprang to his feet and grabbed his ax. "Then what are we waiting for?" He raised his ax and ran towards the podieum, bringing his ax down on the ring. The earth shook and the dward was thrown back. Everyone looked at the podieum. Gimli's ax had shattered into pieces....but the ring remained untouched. Elrond looked at him. "The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, Son of Gloim, by any craft that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey chasm from whence it came." He stared hard at each one of them. "One of you must do this."
Boromir sighed. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs." He raised his head and looked at all of them. "There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, and ash, and dust. And the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume...Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly." Legolas once again sprang to his feet. "Have you heard NOTHING Lord Elrond has said? The ring MUST be destroyed!" Gimli looked at him. "And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?" Legolas looked over at him as Boromir jumped to his feet in anger. "And if we fail? What then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Gimli jumped to his feet. "I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an Elf!" The Elves jumped to their feet, yelling at the Dwarves. One of them moved to go towards them, but Legolas held out an arm to hold him back. The Men also rose, every one shouting at someone else. Gandalf shook his head and soon joined the argument. Frodo looked around. Only he, Aragorn, and Elizabeth remained seated.
The hobbit stared at the ring, hearing Black Speech whispered in his head. Finally he jumped up. "I will take it!," he yelled. "I will take it!" All fighting ceased as everyone looked at him. Frodo stared at them all. "I will take the ring to Mordor. Though....I do not know the way." Gandalf smiled softly and moved behind him. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Frodo watched as Elizabeth rose and came toward him. "Such bravery and courage for such a small one. Never should you bear such a heavy burden alone." She leaned down. "On my life and heritage, I swear to help diminish the weight. You have my word to protect you." Aragorn rose as well. "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will." He walked towards them and leaned down. "You have my sword." He rose and stood next to Elizabeth. Legolas smiled and came forward. "And you have my bow." Gimli quickly followed. "And my ax." Legolas looked down at him in irritation. Now I have to put up with a dwarf. Perfect, he thought. They all stood as Boromir slowly walked forward. "You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the council...then Gondor will see it done."
Bushes rustled and the hobbit, Samwise Gamgee, came running out. "Hey!" He came to stand beside Frodo and looked up into Elrond's surprised face. "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me." Elrond spared a small smile. "No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret council and YOU are not." He spun around, shocked, when he heard another shout. "OI! We're coming too!" Two more hobbits, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Perrigrin Took, rushed down the steps and joined them. "You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us," Merri said. Pippin nodded. "Besides, you need people of intelligience on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing." Gandalf rolled his eyes while Merri looked at him. "Well, that rules you out, Pip," he said. Pippin frowned at him, confused.
Elrond looked them over. "Ten companions...So be it. You shall be known as the Fellowship of the Ring." Pippin smiled. "Great! Where are we going?" At that, they all heard Elizabeth giggle.
The next day, they all stood at the gates of Rivendell. "The ring bearer is setting out on the quest of Mount Doom. And you who goes with him, no bond nor oath is laid to go further than you will. Farewell. Hold to our purpose. May the blessing of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you," Elrond said, standing before the Fellowship. Frodo stared at the ones gathered to witness the beginning of their journey. His gaze held on Arwen, the daughter of Elrond. She had rode with him to Rivendell when he had been stabbed by a Ringwraith. She had saved his life.
"The Fellowship awaits the ringbearer," Gandalf said from behind him. Frodo turned and looked at them. These nine beings had pledged their lives to make sure he got to Mordor. They pledged their lives to protect him. He walked forward and they parted for him. He walked out the gate and, quietly, whispered to Gandalf. "Mordor, Gandalf...is it right or left?" Gandalf smiled. "Left," he whispered. Frodo nodded and turned left, and the others followed, Elizabeth smiling and shaking her head. Poor little hobbit, she thought.
They had set off on their journey a day ago, and now they all sat, enjoying some breakfast and smokes. Frodo sat next to Sam, and the two watched as Boromir tried to teach Merri and Pippin to sword fight. Aragorn sat before them, smoking a pipe. "Move you feet," he told them. Elizabeth walked over the Sam and Frodo and sat down next to them. Sam offered her a plate. "Are you hungry, milady?," he asked. She smiled and shook her head. "No, thank you, Sam. And please, call me Elizabeth." Sam blushed and nodded, turning back to his own plate. Frodo stared at Elizabeth as she watched Boromir accidently nick Pippin on the arm with his sword. When he tried to apologize, Pippin kicked him in the shin and Merri hit the back of his legs. The man fell to his back and the hobbits tackled him. Boromir laughed while Aragorn smiled. Frodo watched as a small smile spread across Elizabeth's face. Why would a woman such as she throw away her heritage to do this, he thought.He turned to see the amatuer wrestling match as Aragorn walked up to them. "Alright, gentlemen, that's enough," he said. The look on his face was priceless when the hobbits pulled his feet out from under him, bringing him crashing to the ground.
Everyone laughed, except Aragorn himself. Elizabeth smiled at him. "Amazing that a ranger can be beaten by two young hobbits," she said playfully. Aragorn turned onto his stomach and glared at the girl, but Frodo could see laughter in his eyes. How do they know each other?, Frodo asked. They seem so close. "I'd watch what I say, Elizabeth," he said. "I'm sure that these hobbits could bring you down as well." Elizabeth nodded. "I don't doubt it, Aragorn. But, it wouldn't be half as embarassing as it must be for you." Boromir let out a bark of laughter as they both climbed to their feet.
They all turned at Gandalf's call and looked towards the sky. "What is that?," Elizabeth asked. Gimli shrugged. "Nothing. Just a whisp of cloud." Boromir frowned. "It's moving fast...against the wind." Legolas' eyes widened. "Crebain from Dunland!," he yelled. Aragorn grabbed his things. "HIDE!," he yelled. Everyone gathered their possessions quickly and Sam put out the fire before running underneath a rock. They all ran for cover. Elizabeth crawled under a bush and came flush against Legolas. Startled, they both made to move, but only came entangled in each other's feet. They both fell to the ground, Legolas on top of Elizabeth. He made to rise, but her hand on his arm stopped him. The both looked upward as the ravens flew around the rocks before flying off.
Everyone emerged and watched the dark birds disappear into the distance. Legolas quickly rose and held out a hand, pulling Elizabeth to her feet. They stared at each other a moment before Legolas cleared his throat. "My apologies, Lady Elizabeth," he said, slightly bowing his head. She smiled. "No apology necessary. It happens occasionally." They turned to the others and Elizabeth fought down a strange feeling in her throat. Gandalf looked at them. "Spies of Saruman.The passage South is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras." Everyone looked to the snowy mountains. This should be fun, Elizabeth thought sarcastically.
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Okay, thanks for reading. So what do ya all think? Like? Loathe? I have the second chapter typed up but I don't wanna upload it yet. If you like it, just know that there is much romance between Elizabeth and Legolas...Well, review please and I will wait anxiously for your opinion. Thanks!!!
Another one of those "girl joins the Fellowship" fics. This is my first LOTR fic, so please, be honest.
Disclaimer: No characters are mine except Elizabeth....all other characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkien...but if I did own Legolas....ohhh...*passes out* Somebody get the smelling salts!!
Rating: PG-13
Sumarry: Takes place during the council meeting. Elizabeth Night is there to represent her father's kingdom and joins the Fellowship. Along the way, she makes friendships with most of the Fellowship..and a little more with Legolas....
Feedback: yes, please...
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Frodo Baggins sat in the council room of Elrond, King of Rivendell. He sat next to Gandalf, the Grey, and looked around the room at everyone who was there: Men, Dwarves, and Elves. Elrond sat across the room from Frodo, his eyes traveling to each person. Frodo did the same. He looked first to the Elves. Gandalf has told him that they were of the Mirkwood Elves, from the Woodland Realm and that Legolas Greenleaf was the Elven Prince. He sat there, his blue eyes on Elrond, waiting for the council to begin.
Next Frodo looked to the Dwarves. All were of the height of a hobbit, give or take a few inches. Their faces were hidden behind long, bushy beards. The leader of the Dwarves, Gimli, Son of Gloim, sat, an ax at his feet, glaring at the Elves. Gandalf had explained to him that there was a rival between Elves and Dwarves, though no on truly knows why.
Lastly, Frodo looked at the Men. He looked at Stryder, the ranger from the North who had found Frodo and his kin at the Prancing Pony and helped them escape the Ringwraiths. The ranger sat, a hand on his knee, looking around. A few seats down from him sat Boromir of Gondor. The man sat with a hand on his chin, slowly looking at the different races of Middle-earth who had come together. What caught Frodo's attention, however, was who sat to the right of Stryder-- a woman. Frodo studied her. Her face was clear and pale, her eyes were chesnut brown. Her dark brown hair was partially tied back, and the loose strands fell across her shoulders. She wore a dull white dress and a sword was strapped to her waist.
Gandalf, seeing Frodo's fascination, leaned down towards the young hobbit. "The young woman is Elizabeth Night, of Teribathia. She is the eldest daughter of its King," he said softly. Frodo watched as Stryder said something to her, and a small smile graced her face. "Why is she here?," Frodo asked. "She is the champion of Teribathia, much to her father's displeasure. No man can weild a sword better than she. And no man has more wits." Frodo looked at Elizabeth. This is the champion of Teribathia?, he thought. Just then, the brunette turned her head, looked at him, and smiled. Then she turned her attention to Elrond, who was beginning to speak.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction...None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to its fate, this one doom." He looked towards Frodo and lifted a hand. "Bring forth the ring, Frodo." The hobbit rose self-conciously, looking around. He placed the ring on the stone podieum in the center and slowly returned to his seat, aware of the gasps and whispers. He thought he even heard someone say, "The doom of Man."
Boromir stared at the ring. "So it is true," he whispered. He rose from his seat. "A dream...I saw the Eastern sky grow dark, but in the West, a pale light lingered...A voice was crying, 'The doom is near at hand! Isildur's bane is found!' Isildur's bane...Is found." He reached out his hand towards the ring. Suddenly, Gandalf jumped from to his feet and raised a hand. The sky grew dark and the earth shook as he began to chant in Black Speech. Elrond and the Elves looked away while the others looked around, frightened. As Gandalf quieted, all returned to normal and he looked towards Elrond.
"Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imladris," Elrond said angrily. Gandalf looked at him and slowly returned to his seat. "I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The ring is all together evil!," the wizard said. Boromir looked at everyone. "It is a gift," he countered. "A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring?" Frodo looked over at him in disbelief. He saw that Elizabeth also shared the same look, while Stryder looked simply aggravated. Boromir continued. "Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy! Let us use it against him!"
"Are you mad?," Elizabeth shouted. "You cannot weild it! None of us can!" Stryder nodded. "She's right. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master!." Boromir glared at him. "And what would a ranger know of this matter?" Finally, Legolas jumped to his feet in anger. "This is no mere ranger! He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." Boromir stared at Aragorn in disbelief. "Aragorn?," he said. "This...is Isildur's heir?" Legolas stared at him. "And heir to the throne of Gondor."
Frodo looked over at Aragorn. The man sat, looking uncomfortable, staring at the elf and raised his hand. "Havodad, Legolas," he said in Elvish. Legolas obediently sat down while Boromir sneered at Aragorn. "Gondor has no king," the man spat bitterly. "Gondor needs no king." He returned to his seat and glared at Aragorn. "Elizabeth and Aragorn are right," Gandalf said. "We cannot use it."
Elrond looked at everyone. "You have only one choice...The ring must be destroyed." Gimli sprang to his feet and grabbed his ax. "Then what are we waiting for?" He raised his ax and ran towards the podieum, bringing his ax down on the ring. The earth shook and the dward was thrown back. Everyone looked at the podieum. Gimli's ax had shattered into pieces....but the ring remained untouched. Elrond looked at him. "The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, Son of Gloim, by any craft that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey chasm from whence it came." He stared hard at each one of them. "One of you must do this."
Boromir sighed. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs." He raised his head and looked at all of them. "There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, and ash, and dust. And the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume...Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly." Legolas once again sprang to his feet. "Have you heard NOTHING Lord Elrond has said? The ring MUST be destroyed!" Gimli looked at him. "And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?" Legolas looked over at him as Boromir jumped to his feet in anger. "And if we fail? What then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Gimli jumped to his feet. "I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an Elf!" The Elves jumped to their feet, yelling at the Dwarves. One of them moved to go towards them, but Legolas held out an arm to hold him back. The Men also rose, every one shouting at someone else. Gandalf shook his head and soon joined the argument. Frodo looked around. Only he, Aragorn, and Elizabeth remained seated.
The hobbit stared at the ring, hearing Black Speech whispered in his head. Finally he jumped up. "I will take it!," he yelled. "I will take it!" All fighting ceased as everyone looked at him. Frodo stared at them all. "I will take the ring to Mordor. Though....I do not know the way." Gandalf smiled softly and moved behind him. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Frodo watched as Elizabeth rose and came toward him. "Such bravery and courage for such a small one. Never should you bear such a heavy burden alone." She leaned down. "On my life and heritage, I swear to help diminish the weight. You have my word to protect you." Aragorn rose as well. "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will." He walked towards them and leaned down. "You have my sword." He rose and stood next to Elizabeth. Legolas smiled and came forward. "And you have my bow." Gimli quickly followed. "And my ax." Legolas looked down at him in irritation. Now I have to put up with a dwarf. Perfect, he thought. They all stood as Boromir slowly walked forward. "You carry the fate of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the council...then Gondor will see it done."
Bushes rustled and the hobbit, Samwise Gamgee, came running out. "Hey!" He came to stand beside Frodo and looked up into Elrond's surprised face. "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me." Elrond spared a small smile. "No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret council and YOU are not." He spun around, shocked, when he heard another shout. "OI! We're coming too!" Two more hobbits, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Perrigrin Took, rushed down the steps and joined them. "You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us," Merri said. Pippin nodded. "Besides, you need people of intelligience on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing." Gandalf rolled his eyes while Merri looked at him. "Well, that rules you out, Pip," he said. Pippin frowned at him, confused.
Elrond looked them over. "Ten companions...So be it. You shall be known as the Fellowship of the Ring." Pippin smiled. "Great! Where are we going?" At that, they all heard Elizabeth giggle.
The next day, they all stood at the gates of Rivendell. "The ring bearer is setting out on the quest of Mount Doom. And you who goes with him, no bond nor oath is laid to go further than you will. Farewell. Hold to our purpose. May the blessing of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you," Elrond said, standing before the Fellowship. Frodo stared at the ones gathered to witness the beginning of their journey. His gaze held on Arwen, the daughter of Elrond. She had rode with him to Rivendell when he had been stabbed by a Ringwraith. She had saved his life.
"The Fellowship awaits the ringbearer," Gandalf said from behind him. Frodo turned and looked at them. These nine beings had pledged their lives to make sure he got to Mordor. They pledged their lives to protect him. He walked forward and they parted for him. He walked out the gate and, quietly, whispered to Gandalf. "Mordor, Gandalf...is it right or left?" Gandalf smiled. "Left," he whispered. Frodo nodded and turned left, and the others followed, Elizabeth smiling and shaking her head. Poor little hobbit, she thought.
They had set off on their journey a day ago, and now they all sat, enjoying some breakfast and smokes. Frodo sat next to Sam, and the two watched as Boromir tried to teach Merri and Pippin to sword fight. Aragorn sat before them, smoking a pipe. "Move you feet," he told them. Elizabeth walked over the Sam and Frodo and sat down next to them. Sam offered her a plate. "Are you hungry, milady?," he asked. She smiled and shook her head. "No, thank you, Sam. And please, call me Elizabeth." Sam blushed and nodded, turning back to his own plate. Frodo stared at Elizabeth as she watched Boromir accidently nick Pippin on the arm with his sword. When he tried to apologize, Pippin kicked him in the shin and Merri hit the back of his legs. The man fell to his back and the hobbits tackled him. Boromir laughed while Aragorn smiled. Frodo watched as a small smile spread across Elizabeth's face. Why would a woman such as she throw away her heritage to do this, he thought.He turned to see the amatuer wrestling match as Aragorn walked up to them. "Alright, gentlemen, that's enough," he said. The look on his face was priceless when the hobbits pulled his feet out from under him, bringing him crashing to the ground.
Everyone laughed, except Aragorn himself. Elizabeth smiled at him. "Amazing that a ranger can be beaten by two young hobbits," she said playfully. Aragorn turned onto his stomach and glared at the girl, but Frodo could see laughter in his eyes. How do they know each other?, Frodo asked. They seem so close. "I'd watch what I say, Elizabeth," he said. "I'm sure that these hobbits could bring you down as well." Elizabeth nodded. "I don't doubt it, Aragorn. But, it wouldn't be half as embarassing as it must be for you." Boromir let out a bark of laughter as they both climbed to their feet.
They all turned at Gandalf's call and looked towards the sky. "What is that?," Elizabeth asked. Gimli shrugged. "Nothing. Just a whisp of cloud." Boromir frowned. "It's moving fast...against the wind." Legolas' eyes widened. "Crebain from Dunland!," he yelled. Aragorn grabbed his things. "HIDE!," he yelled. Everyone gathered their possessions quickly and Sam put out the fire before running underneath a rock. They all ran for cover. Elizabeth crawled under a bush and came flush against Legolas. Startled, they both made to move, but only came entangled in each other's feet. They both fell to the ground, Legolas on top of Elizabeth. He made to rise, but her hand on his arm stopped him. The both looked upward as the ravens flew around the rocks before flying off.
Everyone emerged and watched the dark birds disappear into the distance. Legolas quickly rose and held out a hand, pulling Elizabeth to her feet. They stared at each other a moment before Legolas cleared his throat. "My apologies, Lady Elizabeth," he said, slightly bowing his head. She smiled. "No apology necessary. It happens occasionally." They turned to the others and Elizabeth fought down a strange feeling in her throat. Gandalf looked at them. "Spies of Saruman.The passage South is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras." Everyone looked to the snowy mountains. This should be fun, Elizabeth thought sarcastically.
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Okay, thanks for reading. So what do ya all think? Like? Loathe? I have the second chapter typed up but I don't wanna upload it yet. If you like it, just know that there is much romance between Elizabeth and Legolas...Well, review please and I will wait anxiously for your opinion. Thanks!!!