Gilderien Miolandra entered the hallways of Arda High School. The county of Arda was made up of Carvahall, Illirea, Du Weldenvarden, Teirm, Tronjheim, Rivendell, Lothlorien, The Shire, Gondor, Mordor, Rohan, Mirkwood, Erebor, Dale, and Silthrim. "Morning, Gilderien." Gilderien walked past Saphira and Eragon and swiped her Mark over the scanner. An automated voice sounded, "Thank you for your patience. Your locker is number 2984. Enjoy your day."

Gilderien weaved through the crowded hallways. She let out a gasp as her books were knocked out of her grasp. "Here. Let me." She pushed a strand of starlight silver hair behind her ear as her violet eyes met Aragorn's stormy blue ones. "Thank you, Aragorn." He smiled and fell in beside her. "Do you mind if I escort this lovely lady to Chemistry?" "Oh, you ladies man!" Gilderien laughed at Legolas' comment. "Get out of here, Greenleaf!" Aragorn spun her around and pressed her to a corner. "Will you go out with me?" Gilderien's answer was a simple kiss to his cheek. "Of course, you silly sophomore."