Elarinya twirled to the voice she recognized behind her.

"You."

It was the man who had "saved" her earlier, with the king, Gamling, and the members of the Fellowship.

"My lord," she said, bowing to Théoden after noticing his presence.

"Lords, actually," the king corrected.

There was a pause.

"I beg your pardon?" she asked.

"My nephew," he said, motioning to the man on his left, "Éomer."

Ela shifted her eyes over, finally getting a good look at the man's face.

He was handsome, in a rugged way, like Aragorn. He was slightly taller than her friend, however, and had a bigger build, and his hair was darker than light. His eyes were a piercing dark hazel, as though he was constantly at war. With what she didn't know.

"You and your sister look nothing alike," she commented bluntly.

Legolas gave a slight cough.

"My apologies," she said, waking up from her observation, and lowering her head.

Éomer studied her for a moment, his gaze unreadable, causing Ela to shift her weight. Then he said, "Éowyn takes after our mother, and I, my father."

She bowed her head once more, not daring to look into his eyes or say another word to the man. The rest of the company exchanged glances and drifted their eyes between the she-elf and the king's nephew.

"So," Aragorn interrupted, "You are leaving us?"

"Yes, for now," she answered. "My kin miss home."

At this, the king's nephew narrowed his eyes just slightly, but she continued to speak.

"There are so few of us returning, and I would like to return as well, to comfort my family and to regain my strength with my people."

"Will you be joining us again?" Legolas asked.

"Do you miss me already, dearest?" the she-elf teased, forgetting whose presence she was in. Éomer looked on at their comfortable exchange.

"I do," the archer retorted with a smirk.

She shook her head with a smile.

"I should like to visit Edoras," she replied, turning her attention back to king, "It would be an honour to meet you there when you return from Isengard."

"We would be lucky to have you," King Théoden said.

Just then, Raniver was at her side. "We are ready, my lady."

She gave him a look, silently chastising him for calling her that.

The elf soldier cleared his throat. "Elarinya."

She smiled, nodding her head in approval. "Alright then.

"Safe travels, my lords. Friends," she said before turning around to follow Raniver.

~*Alright guys, this is the last chapter of the second movie. I have only just started the storyline for the last movie, so it might be a while before I start updating again...This will be the end of weekly publishing for now.

I also changed the title of the story. It would have happened eventually, but at the time I started writing this, I couldn't think of an appropriate name. Hope it's not too confusing for you!

And, as always, I hope you enjoyed this [short] chapter.