Chapter 2: Speaking with the King
As I walked down the hall to my father's throne room, I thought of my life. I have mastered all dragons. If you are part of the royal family it is almost a given. My two older brothers, Aranel and Angrod, have always been there for me. When my father, Valandil, made us leave they were right there with me. They had to leave behind their best friends just as I did. It seemed that many things started to change. In the last few years, more than half of the draygons had mastered all dragon forms.
When we got to our new home, we made a monument to our mother, Ireth, so everyone could remember her the way she once was. We went on with our lives knowing she watched over us like she did in life. Of course, it is still an open wound remembering what men did to her.
I studied for years on dragon history to try and forget about my past, but it didn't work. I almost succeeded, but when we got news that the One Ring had been found all those plans were thrown to the wind. I was now planning to convince my father to let us fight.
I came to the throne room's doors, took a deep breath, and pushed them open. Inside was my brothers and father speaking with each other. I almost backed down, but I did not. I had to do this. "Father, I must speak with you. Aranel, Angrod, you can stay too."
"Daughter, if you wish to speak with me of going back to Middle Earth, my answer stays. I will not send my soldiers. I have not forgiven men. When all the men are dead is when I will send help, but no sooner than that." The king was obviously tired of hearing his daughter's complaints about this subject.
"Ada, Lothril is right. We should help. Why not send just one draygon to help, and then report about what is happening." Aranel always stuck up for his sister. The twins had wanted to go and help just as much as their beloved sister. "I will volunteer if I must, ada."
"No Aranel. I will go. Neither you nor Angrod will go. It was my idea. I will go and report as soon as possible." The debate continued for ten more minutes before the king gave up.
"It seems that I am outnumbered in this debate. Fine, you may go Lothril, but I want a report in about two months time. Remember that men are not to be trusted." Valandil did not want to see me go, but I must. If we didn't help, it could mean the end of us. I couldn't let that happen.
I ran to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, ada. I will make you proud. And who knows, ada, men could have changed in these 3000 years."
"Think what you want, my daughter. I will need proof before I believe that. May the Valar be with you."
"We will help her get ready to leave," Angrod said. Then we took leave of my father's presence.
We worked in silence as we got my things together. I was traveling light. I had my sword, bow and arrows, and my dual knives. I remember training with Legolas before we left. We were the best of friends and I hope I see him again. Thanks to my thoughts I didn't realize until the last minute that we were at the flight paths.
I tried to hold in my tears, but it did not work. I gave them each a huge hug and I told them, "Thank you for the support. I hope I come home soon."
They told me together in perfect sync, "Don't worry, you'll come back. If you see Elladan and Elrohir, tell them hi for us. We love you, sis."
They stepped back so I could change. I turned into the Blue Dragon which is very small, but very fast. I looked at them one last time before I took flight. I had my sights on Lothlorien.
I sure hopped I would see my family again. I sure hopped this worked.