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Selena POV
I shouldered my pack as I hurried down the hall to the doors exiting the last Homely House in Rivendell. Islanzadi had already left for the group. I stopped in front of the doors and took a deep breathe before I walked outside to join the rest of teh Fellowship. I apparently was the last one to join them. I half-heartifly glared at Islanzadi.
"Now that everyone is here we can send you off." Elrond declared and Islanzadi chuckled quietly. I set my small pack that carried only extra food and healing supplies on Bill the pony's back. I looked back at Rivendell once more. It was time to go on a perilous journey. Elrond saw us off with words of good will and good luck as we began our treck along the long path to the left the lead to Mordor.
"So, how long of a treck before we have second breakfast, Aragon?" Pippin asked looking at the man expectingly
"We are not stopping for second breakfast, Pippin." Aragon replied cooly without looking at the young hobbit.
"What!" Merry gasped in shock
"You surely didn't expect to use all the supplies in a week, did you?" I asked amused at the hobbits' antics at no second breakfast.
"Well..." Merry started looking to the left then the right sheepishly as I stared at him in disbelief.
"Eh, I expected as much, Hobbits rarily eat under seven meals a day." Gandalf spoke up, amusement glinted in his eyes.
"Seven? I barily eat two meals a day!" Islanzadi declared. It was true, it's not that she doesn't eat by forcing herself, it's just that we are so busy we don't really eat much, but when we do, we eat a lot. The hobbits stared at us as if we were mad.
"We do alot more than you do, threrefor we are not able to eat at every meal." I explained to them laughing quietly. They quietly accepted that answer.
"But, how long will it be before we do stop, Aragon?" Islanzadi asked after a moment of silence. The man's face became one of thoughtfulness.
"Before the sun sets." he declared after a moment of thinking. I nodded, that was reasonable. A few of the hobbits protested at that but were silenced from a glance from Gandalf. We continued on our journey in silence. But, by mid day the hobbits forcefully stopped us to have a small lunch. Then we set off once more. Our travels were terribly uneventful. A few stories were passed around, some jokes and jests, and deals were made.
"So, when this war is over with and Aragon is crowned king you will sing a song?" Legolas asked, clarifying the deal.
"Yes, Princling, now stop pestering us or we won't sing a single note." Islanzadi jested and he grinned mischeiviously. I smiled softly, a knowing feeling grew in the pit of my stomach that my sister would find true love for once. I began to think of Glenwing. When we stopped that night to make camp I was still thinking about him. I laid down my head on my pallet and dreamed of my love.
Sorry this took so long, guys! I got caught up in some stories and I still need to finish the LOTR books. :*] Hehe!
