Unfortunately, I have tried and tried but I can't find a way to make this chapter any longer; so I am sort of happy with the way it turned out but also very disappointed. Enjoy.
Chapter 21
Glorfindel released a slow hiss of pain after he crash-landed on to the forest floor after being hit by, well... what ever it was.
"Are you well, Lord Glorfindel?" a border scout called down to him as several others... giggled, at his predicament.
"Merely winded." he uttered back, before jumping into a crouched position, his dagger gripped in his palm as his eyes alert and scouting the dark trees, searching for his attacker. He found it just seconds later, in a crumpled heap scant inches from himself. The tall golden-haired ellon assessed the form before he nudged it with his foot. The slight form did not budge.
He slid his dagger back into place and then rolled the figure over.
A young girl.
An injured young girl.
An injured young girl clutching a slim stick as though her life depended on it.
The young daughter of Man that emitted that strange power, the very same power as the previous year. Her breaths came in shallow, raspy gasps. He picked her up, she was too light in his arms, he barely felt her there.
"I am taking her to Elrond."
Anyone want to take a guess on who our mystery girl is?