A/N: YAY! The sequel to Boromir's niece is here! But, don't be expecting it
to be 57 chapters like the other one. The only reason Boromir's niece was
so long was because I was doing all three LotR books. This is going to be
short, sweet and straight to the point. Well, almost. I hope you enjoy.
Luvs Elfie xXxXx
A new enemy
Chapter 1
Tears streamed down her face as she ran through the streets of Minas Tirith. She came to the gates of the Palace and begged the guards to let her through.
"Whoa! Wait up there. And where do you think you're going in such a hurry?" said one of the guards.
"I need to see the King!" she said.
"The King has told us not to allow anyone to enter." Said the other guard, sternly.
"Please!" she cried. "I have to see King Aragorn!" They saw that she was desperate, so they let her through, despite the King's orders. She'd been in the Palace quite a few times, so she knew her way around. She made her way to the Great Hall. Just she was about to enter it; the door opened and Aragorn came out looking very annoyed.
"Aragorn!" she cried. "Something has happened!" It startled him a lot. He hadn't expected to find a 15-year old girl, crying her eyes out, when he opened the door.
"Robyn. What's the matter?"
"It's mom! She's been taken!" It took him a moment to take it in.
"Taken? What do you mean?" But she was crying too much to answer. "Look, come with me. We'll get you sorted out and then you can tell me what's happened, properly." He led her away.
Aragorn decided he probably wasn't the best person to comfort a young girl. So, he called for Arwen. She took Robyn into a sitting room and sat with her for a while. Eventually, she calmed down and was able to tell Aragorn all she knew.
"For weeks now, Mom has been receiving these anonymous letters. She thinks I don't know about them. They started off just saying things like 'We know where you live' and 'Watch your back' but they then began to get more violent. Some of them threatened to kidnap her or me, or to kill us both. She didn't seem bothered about and just kept throwing them away. But, when I came home today, the house was completely trashed and Mom wasn't there. They've taken her, or possibly worse!" She broke down again and buried her head in Arwen's shoulder. Aragorn looked very concerned.
"Why didn't she tell anyone about them? We could have had this all sorted out in no time at all." He cursed Michelle's stubbornness. She always insisted on being independent that's why she wasn't living in Ithilien with Faramir and Éowyn. But, he looked at Robyn and his heart filled with pity. Michelle and Robyn were very close. They were best friends, as well as mother and daughter. "Does anyone else know about this?" Robyn shook her head.
"No. I haven't told anybody about the letters, I don't think she did either. And I haven't seen anyone to tell them that she's gone."
"Well, we have to contact your grandfather. And I think we should tell the girls, as well." Even though they were all in their thirties now, he still referred to Tracey, Becky and Clare as 'the girls'. Mary-Jo couldn't attend, as she had gone back to the Shire with the hobbits. "I will send a messenger to Ithilien and to the others. I will take council with Faramir and we will decide on a course of action."
It took three days to gather them together. Faramir came as soon as he got the message, but it took the girls a little longer to sort things out. Robyn stayed in the Palace and when they had all gathered together, Robyn retold the story.
"So, you see, something has to be done." Said Aragorn. "The problem is, we don't where Michelle is. Are you sure she hasn't told you anything? Not even hinted at something?" Tracey, Becky and Clare shook their heads.
"She hasn't mentioned anything. Not to me, anyway." Said Tracey.
"Nor me." Said Becky.
"Me neither." Said Clare.
"Then that really doesn't make life any easier at all." Aragorn sighed. "I don't know what to do." This scared the girls. It was a very rare occasion when Aragorn didn't know what to do. And when he didn't know what to do, it usually meant nothing could be done.
"What if we… no, it wouldn't help." Said Faramir.
"What is it?" said Robyn. "Any suggestion is better than no suggestions at all."
"I was going to say, what if we summoned the fellowship? We could send messengers to them and call them to Minas Tirith. I'm sure they would come if they knew Michelle was in trouble. And then we would have more people to think of ideas." He looked around at the others. "I said it wouldn't help."
"No." said Tracey. "It would help. Faramir's right. They would come if they knew Michelle was in trouble. Aragorn, it's your call." Aragorn remained silent. 'Most of them would come.' He thought. He looked at Robyn. She was desperate, and it might help.
"Very well." He said. "I will send messengers. It will take a while for them to return though."
"That's fine." Said Robyn. "As long as they get here." She had been told many times about the quest to destroy the Ring. Each time the story differed a little, but it never changed drastically. She had been told about Boromir and the hobbits and Gandalf and Gimli and Legolas and the girls. She knew some of them, obviously, but now she would, finally, meet all of them.
"I would like to be one of the messengers." Said Faramir. "Send me to Mirkwood. I feel it is my place to tell him."
"Are you sure we should call him?" said Aragorn. "I have known Legolas for a long time. He is very proud. And 15 years is a very short space of time for an Elf. The knock back may still be affecting him."
"Which is why I am sure he will return." Said Faramir. Robyn had also heard about Michelle and Legolas, and how she said no when he proposed.
"I want to go with you." She said. Everyone looked at her. "I know I don't remember him, but he was still a father to me, regardless how long for. Surely, he can't refuse if I go and ask him myself."
"I don't know if that is such a good idea." Said Becky. "It may make him more determined to stay."
"Um, I think you're forgetting who we're talking to." Said Clare. "This is Michelle's daughter. You don't think Robyn will have grown up with just Michelle to learn from and not picked her mother's persuasive skills and persistence, do you?"
"I guess you're right."
"Good. I'm glad that's sorted." Said Robyn. "One problem though. I need a horse."
"That can be easily arranged." Said Arwen.
"I hope this works." Sighed Aragorn.
"Of course it will." Said Robyn. "I'll make sure it does."
Luvs Elfie xXxXx
A new enemy
Chapter 1
Tears streamed down her face as she ran through the streets of Minas Tirith. She came to the gates of the Palace and begged the guards to let her through.
"Whoa! Wait up there. And where do you think you're going in such a hurry?" said one of the guards.
"I need to see the King!" she said.
"The King has told us not to allow anyone to enter." Said the other guard, sternly.
"Please!" she cried. "I have to see King Aragorn!" They saw that she was desperate, so they let her through, despite the King's orders. She'd been in the Palace quite a few times, so she knew her way around. She made her way to the Great Hall. Just she was about to enter it; the door opened and Aragorn came out looking very annoyed.
"Aragorn!" she cried. "Something has happened!" It startled him a lot. He hadn't expected to find a 15-year old girl, crying her eyes out, when he opened the door.
"Robyn. What's the matter?"
"It's mom! She's been taken!" It took him a moment to take it in.
"Taken? What do you mean?" But she was crying too much to answer. "Look, come with me. We'll get you sorted out and then you can tell me what's happened, properly." He led her away.
Aragorn decided he probably wasn't the best person to comfort a young girl. So, he called for Arwen. She took Robyn into a sitting room and sat with her for a while. Eventually, she calmed down and was able to tell Aragorn all she knew.
"For weeks now, Mom has been receiving these anonymous letters. She thinks I don't know about them. They started off just saying things like 'We know where you live' and 'Watch your back' but they then began to get more violent. Some of them threatened to kidnap her or me, or to kill us both. She didn't seem bothered about and just kept throwing them away. But, when I came home today, the house was completely trashed and Mom wasn't there. They've taken her, or possibly worse!" She broke down again and buried her head in Arwen's shoulder. Aragorn looked very concerned.
"Why didn't she tell anyone about them? We could have had this all sorted out in no time at all." He cursed Michelle's stubbornness. She always insisted on being independent that's why she wasn't living in Ithilien with Faramir and Éowyn. But, he looked at Robyn and his heart filled with pity. Michelle and Robyn were very close. They were best friends, as well as mother and daughter. "Does anyone else know about this?" Robyn shook her head.
"No. I haven't told anybody about the letters, I don't think she did either. And I haven't seen anyone to tell them that she's gone."
"Well, we have to contact your grandfather. And I think we should tell the girls, as well." Even though they were all in their thirties now, he still referred to Tracey, Becky and Clare as 'the girls'. Mary-Jo couldn't attend, as she had gone back to the Shire with the hobbits. "I will send a messenger to Ithilien and to the others. I will take council with Faramir and we will decide on a course of action."
It took three days to gather them together. Faramir came as soon as he got the message, but it took the girls a little longer to sort things out. Robyn stayed in the Palace and when they had all gathered together, Robyn retold the story.
"So, you see, something has to be done." Said Aragorn. "The problem is, we don't where Michelle is. Are you sure she hasn't told you anything? Not even hinted at something?" Tracey, Becky and Clare shook their heads.
"She hasn't mentioned anything. Not to me, anyway." Said Tracey.
"Nor me." Said Becky.
"Me neither." Said Clare.
"Then that really doesn't make life any easier at all." Aragorn sighed. "I don't know what to do." This scared the girls. It was a very rare occasion when Aragorn didn't know what to do. And when he didn't know what to do, it usually meant nothing could be done.
"What if we… no, it wouldn't help." Said Faramir.
"What is it?" said Robyn. "Any suggestion is better than no suggestions at all."
"I was going to say, what if we summoned the fellowship? We could send messengers to them and call them to Minas Tirith. I'm sure they would come if they knew Michelle was in trouble. And then we would have more people to think of ideas." He looked around at the others. "I said it wouldn't help."
"No." said Tracey. "It would help. Faramir's right. They would come if they knew Michelle was in trouble. Aragorn, it's your call." Aragorn remained silent. 'Most of them would come.' He thought. He looked at Robyn. She was desperate, and it might help.
"Very well." He said. "I will send messengers. It will take a while for them to return though."
"That's fine." Said Robyn. "As long as they get here." She had been told many times about the quest to destroy the Ring. Each time the story differed a little, but it never changed drastically. She had been told about Boromir and the hobbits and Gandalf and Gimli and Legolas and the girls. She knew some of them, obviously, but now she would, finally, meet all of them.
"I would like to be one of the messengers." Said Faramir. "Send me to Mirkwood. I feel it is my place to tell him."
"Are you sure we should call him?" said Aragorn. "I have known Legolas for a long time. He is very proud. And 15 years is a very short space of time for an Elf. The knock back may still be affecting him."
"Which is why I am sure he will return." Said Faramir. Robyn had also heard about Michelle and Legolas, and how she said no when he proposed.
"I want to go with you." She said. Everyone looked at her. "I know I don't remember him, but he was still a father to me, regardless how long for. Surely, he can't refuse if I go and ask him myself."
"I don't know if that is such a good idea." Said Becky. "It may make him more determined to stay."
"Um, I think you're forgetting who we're talking to." Said Clare. "This is Michelle's daughter. You don't think Robyn will have grown up with just Michelle to learn from and not picked her mother's persuasive skills and persistence, do you?"
"I guess you're right."
"Good. I'm glad that's sorted." Said Robyn. "One problem though. I need a horse."
"That can be easily arranged." Said Arwen.
"I hope this works." Sighed Aragorn.
"Of course it will." Said Robyn. "I'll make sure it does."
