Hello!!! This is my second story!!!! So I am still new at this. I hope you enjoy! I will try to get some more written on Memories Forgotten. This is my second Figwit story to start although I do not have my other one typed up! I hope you enjoy. Any reviews, good, bad, helpful, or insulting, are welcome. Have fun!!!
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Ch. 1
Introduction'Who exactly is it that we are meeting?'
'Erile Dawnwry, she is an elf. She has been staying in Gondor for quite some time now. Lord Aragorn allowed her to barrow a horse and sent her on her way.'
'Why is she coming? That is something that you said you would tell me when she arrived.'
'She is not here yet.'
'Well, practically she is. Should I not know before I meet her?'
'I suppose. If you insist on knowing I shall tell you.' He took a deep breath, 'You are to be wedded.'
'Excuse me!' the young elf almost fell off his horse. 'Wedded to her?'
'Yes,' Figwit answered as he talked his horse into a trot.
'Why was I not told of this before?' the elf exclaimed as he urged his horse to pick up speed.
'It was to be a surprise.'
'It worked. Dose she know?'
'Yes. She was the one to bring it up. She asked for your hand.'
'Oh! What house dose she come from? Mirkwood? Lothlórien?
'Neither.'
'What? Where is she from then?'
'Across the sea. From a place called Bithrineal.'
'Oh, this is great news!'
Yes it is. Now lets us pick up speed, we need to meet her before sunset.'
