After they went to the other side of the inn, in about ten minutes, the hobbits were fast asleep and Azaelia and Aragorn started talking to each other in elvish.

"Are you sure Frodo is safe? The Black Riders aren't that stupid, they will find him!" Azaelia said anxiously.

"I have faced these monsters many times, I know their strengths and weaknesses," Aragorn said calmly.

Aragorn looked out of the window. Mist had covered her blanket over the town, and the moon shined bright through the clouds. The air had given a chill and the town, was as silent as death himself.

"How is Arwen? Is she alright?" Aragorn asked after a long pause.

"Yes of course," Azaelia grinned, "I don't know how you fell for her,"

"I don't know how I fell for you," Aragorn stated coldly.

Azaelia laughed:

"That was a very long time ago! I don't see why you're acting all bothered; I was the one who broke your heart,"

"You have a sharp tongue, I would watch out if I was you or it might get chopped off,"

"More blood has been spilt with your sword than my tongue has cut others,"

Aragorn turned red.

"If that means I could help Frodo, I will do it a thousand times or more!" Aragorn said hotly.

Suddenly, Sam murmured something in his sleep, rolled over and sighed. Azaelia looked at them adoringly.

"I would sacrifice my life for them, I would do anything to protect them," Azaelia whispered in English.

"I know, and so would I," Aragorn whispered back.

Azaelia started playing with her red locks, twisting them around her finger and then letting them tumble back down to her waist again.

"Does Legolas know you're here?" Aragorn smirked. Azaelia paused for a few seconds, hesitated then said,

"Maybe, but why would you care?" She said fiercely.

"Because, as I understand it, you and Legolas are together,"

"Yes and what does that matter? There is nothing wrong about me being with Legolas is there?"

"Does Frodo know?" Aragorn said.

"No," Azaelia said, "but he doesn't need to know does he?"

"I guess not,"

Meanwhile, at the gate, the grouchy man was sitting on his stool, shivering and grumbling to himself, when there was a knock at the door. He sat up, stretched and yawned, then opened the hatch to the door. But before he could scream, six horses with cloaked riders pushed the door of its hinges and it landed on the man with a sickening crunch. The riders did not flinch and rode on top of the door with the man squashed underneath.

Azaelia suddenly sat very straight.

"What's the matter?" Aragorn said cautiously.

"They're here, the Black Riders, I can feel their presents, they have already killed a man."

"We need to get the hobbits out of here!" Aragorn whispered loudly.

All of a sudden all four hobbits gasped and sat up really quickly.

"What's wrong?" Aragorn said.

"It felt really weird, like I've just been stabbed in my dream," Sam said panting, rubbing his chest.

"I had that dream as well!" Pippin whispered tiredly.

"And me," Merry said.

"And also me," Frodo said and soon enough, all the hobbits where checking their body for any stab marks anxiously, but found none.

"I know why you had that," Azaelia said, and her face went pale, "When you all went into this room, and Aragorn had a little nap," she raised her eyebrows at Aragorn who gave a guilty look back, "I went into the old room and put in an enchantment so anything that happens in that room, happens in their dream," she said, pointing at the hobbits.

"So, our beds just got stabbed?" whispered Merry, fearfully, "Which means, they thought we were in that room and tried to kill us! But why?"

Everyone looked at Frodo, who hesitated.

"The ring," Aragorn said, "They're after the ring. We need to get you out of here! Come with me!"

"No!" Azaelia said, "Its fine, they won't find us here,"

"How do you know?" Aragorn snapped in Elvish, "Don't tell me you put another enchantment somewhere as well!"

"Maybe," she said guiltily, "but trust me, we're all safe!"

"What did you do?" Aragorn said irritably.

"I made it so if they come in here and try stab one of them, it'll stab me instead and when I die, a bright light will escape and stun them so you and the hobbits have enough time to escape!" she babbled accidently in English.

"You stupid child!" Aragorn said angrily, "What were you thinking? Sacrificing your life for this!"

"Don't die Azaelia I need you," Frodo said, his eyes welling up.

"I won't, if you guys stay quiet and anyway, I can't reverse the charm! It'll stay like this for half a day at least!"

Aragorn swore and sat down on the window sill.

"Alright, go to sleep," Azaelia said softly to the hobbits.

"We can't sleep now!" Merry exclaimed.

But then something unexpected happened, something Frodo had never seen Azaelia do before, she sat on the chair next to the beds and started to sing:

"Home is behind,

The world ahead

And there are many paths to tread

Through shadow

To the edge of night

Until the stars are all alight

Mist and shadow

Cloud and shade

All shall fade

All shall fade

You never know what lies ahead

The dangers one could face alone

But help will always come to hand

Before the night is out

The mountains sigh

And the trees whisper

About the rumours of the ring bearer

And a shimmer of hope stays alive

Knowing that Sauron can be shattered"

Her voice was the most beautiful sound any of the hobbits heard in their entire life. It sent pleasant shivers down Frodo's spine, and she only had to repeat the song twice to make him fall into a deep slumber.

"What kind of song is that?" Aragorn whispered through the snores of Pippin.

"I thought you would've heard it," Azaelia smiled angelically, "The first verse, as I understand it, is a famous hobbit song, created and sung by a Took. And the second verse has been created by the elves. We knew for a very long time that one day, the right individual will come by and destroy the ring. It was only a matter of time,"

She looked at Frodo who was sound asleep.

"He is like a brother to me," she said. Then she very quickly leant forwards closer to Aragorn and said, "I feel older, not just on the outside, but in the inside as well. I don't feel as happy anymore. It's as if, my wild heart has finally been tamed, and my cheerful spirit is no longer there. I've matured, a lot recently."

"How is that a bad thing?" Aragorn said, listening closely.

"There's no excitement and fun when you're mature. Everything seems so serious, everything seems so tedious!"

"Sometimes that kind of thing can save your life, it'll be alright, I promise," he gave her a grin, and she smiled slightly back.

"Let's get some sleep, we're are going to get up bright and early tomorrow, we might as well travel with energy." Aragorn said.

Azaelia jumped off the chair and grabbed an old, musty blanket from the floor.

"See you tomorrow," she said.

Then she lay down on some hay which she stole from the barn, put the blanket on top of her, and fell asleep.

"Don't you ever sleep for more than one hour?" Azaelia whispered hazily.

"I try not to," Aragorn smiled, "I try not to..."

At around five'o clock the next morning, Azaelia and Aragorn had everything packed for the journey. The hobbits however, were fast asleep.

"Right," Azaelia said, "You wake up Sam and Merry, while I will wake up Frodo and Pippin,"

Aragorn nodded, and made his way to the other side of the beds.

"Frodo," Azaelia whispered softly, stroking his hair, "Frodo, wake up! It's time to go! We've got a big day ahead of us, lots of walking!"

Frodo opened his big blue eyes and said:

"But what about Gandalf? Is he here?"

"I'm afraid not, Aragorn has been up all night, and no sign of a wizard,"

"Okay," he said sadly, sitting up.

Then she made her way towards Pippin, who was snoring very loudly.

"Pippin wake up! Goodness gracious, I never knew such a little hobbit could make so much noise!"

"W-what?" Pippin snorted.

Azaelia giggled.

"Come on, it's time to go!"

"Go where? What's happening? Where am I?" Pippin babbled loudly.

"Mordor, nothing right this moment unless you get up, the Prancing Pony," Azaelia babble back.

Pippin frowned and said,

"What's for breakfast?"

"That's exactly what Merry said when I woke him up!" Aragorn said wearily.

"Here," Azaelia said, and she threw half a loaf of bread at each of them and they caught it in surprise. But Pippin and Merry looked disappointed.

"Where's the bacon?" Pippin said.

"Yeah," Merry said, nodding his head in agreement, "and the cheese, crackers, ham and mutton?"

"We don't have any of them," Aragorn said, gritting his teeth, "You're lucky to have anything at all! So eat up!"

After a few grumpy mumbles, they finally decided to eat it up.

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