Chapter Three
Ana's POV
I did as I was told, within the hour I was packed, and ready to set off with Boromir to Rivendell.
We had been riding for hours, and it was starting to get dark when Boromir said "Come, stop your horse, we make camp now."
I obeyed, unsaddling my pure white horse Nessa, and got out Boromir and mine sleeping rolls while Boromir started a fire and got supper ready.
After supper-which consisted of bacon and toast that we had brought in our packs- Boromir asked me "Did you hear what father told me? Don't lie; you know it won't do you any good."
I squirmed and replied "Yes, I'm ashamed to admit it, but I did. What is it all about the Ring?"
After Boromir told me the entire story with Sauron and Isildur, my jaw dropped.
"And they say he's back do they?"
"Yes," Boromir replied gravely at my question, "They say he cannot take physical form yet, but as soon as he has the Ring he will turn the world into another darkness. Ana, we need the Ring to protect Gondor! To protect you and Faramir. I don't want my little sister and brother to have to live through darkness. I care for my family too much to bear to let that happen."
I put down my plate and hugged him and said "You won't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself, brother."
He grinned at the word brother. That is what he really was though, a brother, a fatherly image if you want to call it that. Boromir and Faramir were my everything, if one of them died; I knew my whole world would come crushing down.
"Ana! Help me!"
The words of Boromir made my blood turn cold, he was fighting Orcs, they were all around us.
A girl who looked just like me was fighting with an Orc 30 feet from me.
"Who is she?" I wondered, but, I felt my mouth open and heard my voice scream "Amarie, help me!"
She yelled "I'm coming!"
The voice! It was the voice of the same person I had heard all of my life, the voice that would taunt me in my dreams, the voice I had to find.
The girl ran to my side, we fought as if we were in sync, one defending the other.
After a while I saw Orcs were gaining on Boromir and I screamed "Go help Boromir. Now!"
She ran to him fighting off the Orcs, I made my way to him but as I got there, an arrow pierced Boromir's stomach.
I woke up with a start, sweating and panting. Boromir who had been sleeping with his arm around me woke up and asked "Ana, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
I looked at him, hugged him and said "Don't ever leave me."
He seemed confused but said "I promise… what was your nightmare about?"
"I don't want to go into all the details. But the voice was there, Boromir, the voice I've heard all my life!"
"Who does it belong to?" he asked.
I replied by saying "It seemed to belong to me… but the voice sounds different from my own, Boromir. I do not understand."
"It could be a vision. You are old enough to receive them, you could have been hearing the voice your whole life because, maybe that voice is part of your destiny."
"Woah. What are you talking about?" I asked, it wasn't like him to sound like such a scholar.
He smiled and said "I have a feeling within my soul, that that voice is your destiny. What it may lead to, I do not know. But there is one thing I do know."
"What is that?" I asked, curiously.
"I know that it is late, and we need to go back to sleep if we want to make it to Rivendell in 3 days as planned." I nodded, yawned, said goodnight, and fell back into a dreamless slumber.
We rode for several days. We were on the sixth day, and I was starting to get tired of the traveling, even though I loved being in the outdoors, I preferred reading at my little nook in my bedroom at Minas Tirith.
Boromir knew what I was thinking and said "Hold on Ana, were almost to Rivendell."
He was right for within two hours, we were there. What a beautiful sight it was too, the autumn leaves falling gracefully here and there.
I noticed a lot of the people looked a lot like me, Boromir noticed it too and said "If I didn't know better, you could pass for an Elf yourself!"
I jabbed him in the stomach with my elbow, he grunted then laughed.
Lord Elrond greeted us saying "Welcome to Rivendell, Boromir son of Denethor Steward of Gondor. And who do we have here?" He asked, motioning at me.
"Lady Ana of the Court of Gondor." I replied.
Elrond gave a stiff nod of the head and said "King Thranduil of Mirkwood desires to see you, and to introduce you to someone."
