We were leaving for the Shire in four days. I was too excited and I finally convinced Fili to leave early.

"Do not make me regret this Kili."

I smiled and we headed out. Our mother hugged and kissed us good-bye and we left for the Shire. Fili and I had never been out on our own before and we wanted to prove to our Uncle Thorin that we were not children anymore. However we really did not know how to get to the Shire.

"I think we passed it." Fili said

"Well I am tired."

He groaned and I looked up ahead.

"There is a light!"

"Have you ever heard the saying, 'Do not follow the light'?"

I chuckled and ran off. Fill of course had no choice but to follow me. It was a camp of Northern rangers. I could see all their faces, save one.

"Kili this is a bad idea."

I had already ran out. Some drew their swords and I held up my hands to show that I meant no harm.

"I am Kili of Belegost, nephew of Thorin. My brother, Fili, and I are headed to the shire but I fear we may have lost our way."

One of them stepped forward.

"I am Halbaran of Dunedein. Well met friends. Indeed you have past the shire. About two leagues past."

Fili came to my side.

"I told you we went too far."

"Well it would be no good for you to travel in the darkness. Come, drink with us."

I agreed and so did Fili. The hooded ranger remained in the shadows. This ranger did not look like a man. After I had consumed more drink then a should have, I looked to Halbaran.

"Say Halbaran, who is that ranger?"

"That? That is Lady Caladwen. She..."

"Is one of the rangers."

Lady Caladwen removed her hood and in that moment I felt different. Others may have said that it was the ale, but I knew it was true what I felt that night. And I knew she felt it too. But the next morning everything was foggy. And she was gone. I knew not if I would ever see her again.