Hi guys, I'm back! I've typed out all 100 drabbles on a Google Doc, so now I just have to post them. This chapter was written a really long time ago(as were most of them), so I hope it's okay...
Lifeline:
Thranduil's eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he saw Calaerwen, as if finally understanding everything. She, for her part, interrupted Dáin and Brand's fancy dinner. "What did you do to Laithen?"
"These are strange times, and that matter must be left for other places."
"Oh, and did you notice the people of Dale are all packed and flooding in?" A distraught woman burst into the room.
"My children are still back in Dale! They must have returned for something. Please, you must help!" She pleaded to the two rulers of Dale and Erebor.
"We cannot spare any, and the coming battle will be long and difficult."
"I'll go." Dáin stared at Calaerwen until he realized she was serious. So he whispered the location of a back entrance that had been built into the side of the mountain and bade her good luck. Then, of course, the equally mulish Elvenking insisted of going too.
She made Thranduil wait at the entrance to Dale with the horses, and she went in to search for the two boys.
"Ethel. Casi!" They appeared, staring at her wide-eyed. "I'm Calaerwen, your mom sent me to get you. C'mon. The enemy are coming." Then the children went with her happily, stopping when they saw Thranduil. "That's just Oropherion, my brother-in-law." So the three mounted up. Calaerwen was surprised to see Thranduil smile at the trembling child, whispering something in his ear to make him laugh. The horses took off at a steady canter, though Calaerwen anxiously wanted to go faster. The army seemed to be keeping pace, and she didn't like that...
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