Chapter 10: A Shocker…. Not really.
We trudged along, passing the Mirrormere with no ceremony, though I forgot my reality check for a moment looking at the crystal blue waters. I wasn't the only one, too. Gimli dipped his head in respect, and Merry let out a low whistle, dipping his hands in the cold water and taking a few relished sips.
"Soon, we will reach Lothlorien," said Aragorn hopefully, "we will find rest in the Golden Woods."
Morwenna stopped dead in her tracks.
"Lothlorien?" She was genuinly freaked. I was careful not to let anyone see my smile. "No one who ventures near Lothlorien is ever heard from again…" Her voice trailed off into a strangled mutter, like an animal makes when some other beast comes and takes its food, but is too big to face down. But I don't think it was Lothlorien's mysterious border that freaked her. She seemed… like she expected us to go another way.
"What is our road?" she asked, "Aren't we going south, through Rohan?"
"We can't." said Aragorn, annoyed that she was questioning him, "Saruman's spies would find us and we would be exposed to Isengard."
"Oh," she said in a false accepting voice, "of course, yes… you're right."
But something told me she wasn't all that content with our plans…
We neared to Lothlorien, and it was fairly uneventful.
Until, of course, we all found out Miss Mary Sue's dirty little secret.
I was walking along, listening to Pippin talk about the Shire, when I see out of the corner of my eye something white fly from Morwenna's pack. It is only natural that I bend down to pick it up.
It was a piece of parchment, rolled up and stamped with some sort of wax seal. Curiousity gets the better of me, and I oh so casually look at the symbol on the seal.
Oh. My. God.
It's a hand, surrounded by black. The hand is white.
"Wait," I say to Boromir, clutching his shirt from behind. Pippin looks at me. "What is it?" Pip asks.
Boromir turns to look at the letter, confused at first. Then he realizes it, too.
"Spy!" He says as the other members turn to look at us.
"She's a spy!" I say loudly, enough so that everyone hears… even her.
"Give me that!" she hissed, snatching the message out of my hand. "What are you rambling about!" asked Morwenna, though I could clearly see her eyes fly in a panic as Aragorn strode over to see what this was about.
"Give it to me," was all he said (and believe me that scare the crap out of me, too) and she reluctantly handed him the letter. She didn't waste any time ripping something out of her pack and backing away from all of us. Aragorn finished reading the message and reached for Anduril, eyes blazing.
That sent her into a panic. She took what was a small handful of powder in her hand, looked at me one last time, and screamed, "You'll pay for that!"
And like that, she was gone in a cloud of purple smoke. Trust a Mary Sue to make a dramatic departure.
"Who would've thought?" said Sam breathlessly.
"Me," I said quietly, "I knew she was trouble."
TBC…..