Chp.2
"News has come to me that a certain elf is coming in place of his father to your uncle's council in two days." My father says waiting for my reaction.
"And?" I ask trying not to convey any emotions. My father knows me too well.
"It will be the first time you've seen him in ten years. I do not want you to do anything rash in front of the council. The meeting is very important we do not need an outbreak of emotions." My father says.
"I will not do anything rash because I will not see him. I will avoid him until he leaves." I reply.
"How will you do that when you are going to the council in my place?" My father inquires.
"I will not. I refuse to see him. He left me. I want nothing more to do with him. Send Arvaldon or Ithilwen." I say.
"You will go and that is final. You know your mother had a vision when you were born. She saw you and him together. You cannot change what is certain. I know he has hurt you. But I also know you miss him a lot. I know you go to a certain spot near the tree's edge when you cannot sleep at night. Stop being stubborn, Miriel." My father says to me.
I cannot disagree with my father when his mind is set.
"Yes, father" I say then place a kiss on each of his cheeks. I bow and then leave his room.
I almost run over someone on my way out. It was hard to tell because I am so short. I ran into a chest covered in green felt. I looked up to see familiar blue eyes looking down on me. I back away slowly then bow. There goes my plan of trying to avoid him.
"Sorry" I mumble and continue on my way.
What was he doing going to visit my father? I cannot believe he did not say anything or try to stop me. I force myself not to look back at him. I continue down to the healer's room that Frodo is in. I walk in the room to find Gandalf the grey wizard sitting at Frodo's bedside. I bow. He nods his head in recognition.
"Lady Miriel, to what do I do the honor?" Gandalf says.
"I came to check on Frodo. I can see he is in good hands. How is he doing?" I ask.
"He is fine. They got all the poison out of his system. He will have a scar though. We just have to wait for him to open his eyes." Gandalf replies. I can tell from his tone, he truly cares for the well-being of this hobbit.
"Well, that is good." I say with a bow as I excuse myself. I felt so awkward in there.
I walk towards my bed chambers hopefully I will find a safe haven in there. I open my door to find my sister, Ithilwen, sitting on my bed. She gets up and runs towards me. She embraces me into a hug.
"Miriel, are you alright?" my sister asks me.
"Yes, I am fine. The Eglath did not hurt me. I can not say the same for the young hobbit though." I reply.
"That is well. He is here. He came for the council, Uncle is holding. He found me this morning after he got here. He asked for you and about you. I tried to be as abrupt as possible for your sake." She says.
That must have bee hard for her. She is never abrupt in her life. She is the total opposite of her loving self.
"Thank you for that. I ran into him literally leaving father's chambers. He said nothing to me. But walked right into father's room unannounced and I think uninvited." I inform her
"Oh. What could he possibly need from father?" my sister asks.
"I do not know. Oh, I did not tell you. Father is making me take his place at Uncle's council. He did not even ask Arvaldon. I do not know what I am going to do."
"You will be fine. There will be enough people there. It should not be awkward at all." My sister reassures me.
"Thanks" I say as she exits my bedroom.
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