Chapter 10

Left or right

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Elena was swinging her sword; imagine she was slicing Orcs and Warg. She was so distracted she did not hear the golden haired Elf approaching her. The one that was in the Council and him Elena saw in the garden. She turned, hitting her sword towards his. She looked surprised at first.

"You fight very graceful," he commented.

"Sword is not my best weapon," Elena said. "But I have to practice with it."

"Then what is?" He asked.

"Bow," she answered. She would say her powers, but she didn´t want everyone to know. They both dropped their swords to the ground.

"Mind if I spare with you?" He asked. She was even now more surprised. He wants to spare with her? She nodded and they took their positions. Up on the balcony the four Hobbits and Gimli had gathered and watched the sparing between the Elven lord and their companion.

"It´s like dancing," Pippin said.

"Just wait till you see an army of five hundred Dwarves," Gimli said. "That is nothing compared to them." He noted to the pair down on the green grass. They looked back at the two Elves and saw Elena falling on her back with the lord´s pointy sword towards her neck, standing over her.

Elena had a frown on her face, not liking one bit she was defeat. But it soon faded and she laughed. The lord helped her up on two feet and the Hobbits saw their faces were so close now. Elena looked shyly away. The Hobbits looked at each other and laughed, knowing the face of Elena.

"Thank you," Elena said to the Elf. "For helping me, commenting on my work." The Elf lord bowed his head. Elena took the time to study the Elf before her. His hair was shining gold in the sunlight, his face fair and handsome, but yet young. She saw it in his eyes of wisdom and his strength that he has seen many years on this earth.

Without further talk they both walked from the training fields. "I am Elena, daughter of Élchalad," she introduced herself.

"Élchalad? I must say I do not know your mother´s name," the Elf said.

"I don´t think no one does," Elena replied. She was then concerned he might not like her if she told she was from the north. "I am from the north, the Elves of the Stars."

"I know," the Elf said. He smiled to her, not wanting her to be sad. "Rumours have spread that a beautiful lady from the north is here." She looked at him, into his blue eyes. "I hope I did not cross the line."

"No, you did not," she said. "May I ask what else the rumour say?"

"Nothing else. I have not introduced myself. I am Glorfindel."

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Elena looked at herself in the mirror. Lord Elrond had given her clothes for her journey. The clothes she arrived with were worn out for weeks of journey to Rivendell. It used to be her warrior clothes; she did not have much time to repair them as they were always attacked.

She wore green light clothes, pants and tunics. She had her sword in her belt and quiver of arrows on her back and bow around her shoulder. Three knocks came on the door and it opened. Legolas stood on the other said. "You look very much like your mother," he said. Elena smiled.

"Yes, you´ve said that already," Elena said and turned to him. She picked up the bag from the bed and walked with Legolas to the gate. "I am sorry I yelled at you after the meeting. I am used to do what I want. Used to not have a father."

"It´s quite all right, I should apologize too. A daughter was the last I expected having," he said. "I hope you will forgive me for my actions in the future. I think we both have something to learn by each other, as we´re both new to this." Elena smiled to him and nodded. They reached the gate where three of the Hobbits, Gimli and Boromir waited with their pony Bill that arrived with the Hobbits and Aragorn few days before.

"I could not help notice," Boromir said. "Are you two related?" He asked Elena and Legolas. "I have not seen many Elves in my life and some do look very alike."

"It is true," Elena said friendly. Hoping that Boromir had set aside his feelings for her being here. "I am Legolas daughter." Legolas looked at her when she said it, she said it with much pride in her voice. Aragorn and Frodo joined with them after few minutes and Elves were gathered to wish them good luck.

Lord Elrond gave them blessings. They were about to leave when Elena noticed Glorfindel. He was not standing with the others, rather further away alone. He smiled and bowed to her. She smiled too, bowing her head with her hand over her heart. She followed the fellowship out with Aragorn behind her.

"Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?" Frodo asked in a low voice to the wizard. Elena smiled when she heard it.

"Left."

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This is a extremely short chapter, and for that I am sorry you had to wait so long for this short one. Next one will be longer, and thank you everyone for reading.