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Chapter Seven: The Decision


So, when we eventually left Lórien, I was highly skilled with the throwing knife. After the first night, Legolas and I had hardly spoken to each other...

Everyone remember the gifts Galadriel gave to the Fellowship? To Aragorn, the sheath and the eagle brooch. To Boromir, a belt of gold. To Merry and Pippin, silver belts. To Legolas, the bow and quiver of arrows. To Sam, earth from her orchid. To Gimli, three strands of her hair. To Frodo, the phial of light from Eärendil's star.

"And to the girl of Earth," Galadriel laid her hand on my chest and leaned to whisper in my ear, "Let your heart and soul be freed from grief and doubt."

I realised that the people of Middle Earth didn't know I could speak Elvish. Being an overly obsessed fan girl, I made it my business to learn the tongue of the Elves.

"Thank you, my Lady Galadriel." I said in Elvish, glancing down at my chest, where a green crossbow and quiver of arrows pendant now hung around my neck. The chain was pure silver.

I could feel the astonishment reverberate around the clearing. A murmur went up from the Elves. Galadriel just smiled at me.


A yellow noon lay on the green land of the Tongue, and the water glittered with silver. All at last was made ready. The Company took their places in the boats as before. The rippling waters bore us slowly away. We soon lost sight of the shores of Lórien. The journey would be long and slow.

"You speak Elvish?" I didn't meet his gaze. I was in the same boat as Legolas (no I'm not complaining!).

"Yes. I made it my business to know the language of the Elves."

"Your pronunciation as astonishingly clear. How long have you been practising?"

"Just over a year."

That's where the conversation ended...for a while. I busied myself re-braiding my hair.


We say no sign of an enemy that day, nor the next. The dull grey hours passed without event. As our third day of our voyage wore on, the lands changing slowly: the trees thinned and then failed altogether. There was no sign of living moving things, save birds. The night of the fourth day we camped on a small eyot close to the western bank, Sam told his story of the log with eyes. We all had the same suspicion; Gollum. But the creature didn't show so much as a shadow after that. The events that followed; the rapids, the Orcs (Legolas and I yelling "Yrch!" at the same time and Gimli falling over laughing), then that giant bird thing.

I gaped in awe at Argonath, the Pillars of the Kings. Here, Aragorn seemed taller, more...kingly. I glanced at each member of the Company. They had no idea what was about to pass, and I had a big decision to make.

Frodo had disappeared into the trees, followed not long after by Boromir. What now...

I saw Legolas sitting by the water's edge. I sat awkwardly beside him, staring into the sky.

...

"Legolas...the time has come for me to leave you."

He turned sharply, his astonishment and confusion evident in the way he stared, "You-"

My eyes met his, "My destiny lies with the Ring-bearer."

"Luna, I love you. Does that mean nothing to you?"

I felt my cheeks turn crimson, "It...I...Frodo and Sam need my help...Legolas, I-"

He put a finger to my lips, then wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him close, tears stinging my eyes.

"I'll come back." I whispered.

"I will wait for you."

At that moment, Boromir reappeared. He came out from the trees and walked towards the Company without speaking. His face looked grim and sad.

"Where have you been, Boromir?" asked Aragorn. "Have you seen Frodo?"

I knew what was coming. I tore myself away from the prince's warm body.

"Goodbye, Legolas. Until our paths cross again..."

Sam dashed off into the trees, followed by Merry and Pippin, then Gimli, Aragorn and Boromir.

Before Legolas disappeared into the trees, he glanced back at me with sad eyes.

"Tell Boromir I bid him farewell.." he probably didn't know what I meant, but nodded anyway and sprinted through the gloom.

I stared at the place where he had vanished, wanting to rush after him. Instead, I concealed myself behind a tree, waiting for Frodo.

He soon came through the trees, hurriedly bundling packs of lembas into a boat, before pushing off. Shortly afterward, Sam came running to the water's edge, yelling, "Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!"

"No, Sam. I'm going to Mordor alone." Frodo gazed at him sadly.

"Of course you are!" Sam stumbled into the water, "And I'm coming with you!"

"Sam, no!"

"Stop," I stepped out of my hiding place, "Frodo, you're not going anywhere without us, and you're going to have to accept that."

I dashed into the water, plucking up Sam as I went. The water only came up to my waist. I clambered into the boat with a coughing Sam.

"We're going to Mordor with you Frodo, and good luck persuading us otherwise."

"You know what," Frodo smiled at me, "I could do with some company on this journey."


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