Chapter 1-

A/N- this is the Lord of the Rings fanfic I promised you all. Guest starring my friends (although they don't know it yet…) Please R&R!



The fellowship was tired and saddened by the loss of the wizard Gandalf. They had been taken in by the Lady of the Wood, Galadriel, and were now preparing for a much needed sleep. Voices of many beautiful elves echoed in the forest around them. They inquired to Legolas as to what they were singing but he would say nothing, other that it was a lament to their lost friend. All of a sudden the voices of the elves fell silent and one voice rang out clearly but silently.

"Manan elye etevanne

Norie i melanelye" The voice sang.

Legolas turned to the stairs. A figure glowed with white light as she descended towards them. Her voice made the light shine even brighter and it filled the woods. The fellowship saw that this was not a joyous light, but somber as was the sound of her voice. As she came closer, they could see her features. Her dress was deep green as were her eyes. Her hair hung about her face, not quite wavy though not quite straight. They could see that it was golden at least. She smiled softly as she neared them. She sung the second verse in Sindarin.

" I reniad lin ne mor, nuithannen

In gwidh ristennin, I fae narchannen"

her voice was clear and pure.

Legolas stared at her with a mixture of sadness and recognition. Only Aragon saw this look but said nothing. Legolas stepped forward to greet her as she ended the song.

"Caled veleg ethuiannen." She sung as she stood before them. Silence stood for a moment but then elves picked up their mourning tune again.

She stood before them, curious at their reaction. It was Legolas who broke the spell first. He lifted her up in his arms and twirled her around before setting her down on the ground. She broke into a smile and gave him a suffocating hug back.

He turned around and looked at the surprised fellowship. He tried to pose in an orderly manner but failed as he introduced her.

"My friends, this is Lady Alardrien. Ally, this is Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Gimli, Boromir and Aragon." He said pointing to each one in turn.

She gave them all a curtsy but held Aragon's eye as she did so. Aragon stared back at her intently, causing her to blush.

"How is it that you know Alardrien?" asked Frodo awe struck at the sigh of the maiden in front of him.

Legolas started to reply but Ally interrupted him. "I am Arwen's cousin. I have been resting here in Lorien with my mother Felicity and my Grandmother, Galadriel. Arwen speaks highly of you, my lord." She said looking at Aragon.

" Arwen is the captor of my heart." He said moodily.

Legolas looked like he was going to be sick.

"It is great to be in love. I was once…" Ally felt tears come to her eyes so she turned and went back up the stairs.

"Ally, do you no wish to stay and talk with us further?" Boromir called out to her. She turned to him and smiled.

"There is not enough room."

"We will make room." Said Merry.

Alardrien gave in and walked down the stairs again. She seated herself between Aragon and Legolas. They exchanged stories but when night was almost halfway gone she cried.

"I have kept you from your rest!"

"Do not worry. We will rest now. You must rest too. Maybe Aragon would share…" said Pippin slyly. Legolas tensed up. He didn't know why. Ally was a good friend but nothing more. Still, it had felt so right when he had held her…

He saw Aragon shift over and Ally lay down. They slept soundly and their spirits lifted.

Legolas was the first to wake. He looked over at the bed next to him and his stomach flopped. Aragon had his arms wrapped around Ally, protectively and she snuggled into his chest. She stirred and awoke. She saw Aragon and gently pushed him away and got up. She saw Legolas and greeted him. He grunted. Ally looked hurt as he proceeded to make their breakfast. She sat down beside him and let her head rest on his shoulder. He sighed and looked at her. All his jealousy melted away and the feeling of the whole thing being 'right' came back to him. The morning wore on and Ally visited them again later. This time three other Elvin maidens accompanied her. They wore, not gowns, but ranger clothes with sword in their belt. Boromir looked at the transformation it had on Alardrien. She introduced her friends as Felasianien, Alezandriel and Roanwien.

"Just call them Fee, Alex and Row." She said with a smile.