"Welcome to Rivendell, Miss Rashelle," Smiled Samwise as the carriage rocked. The land grew thick with trees and Rashelle practically hung out the window.
"Someone grab her skirt before she falls out!" Merry laughed as Rashelle's healing face absolutely glowed as she drank in the sites and sounds of Rivendell. Pippin, sitting closest, gently pulled the hobbit-lass back in. Frodo could be heard laughing from his perch on the driver's seat and Rashelle turned to the group inside the carriage.
"It's so beautiful here! Will we stay forever?" She asked and Merry laughed.
"Forever's a long time, Darling, we were thinking a month,"
"Will we see elves?"
"No more elf questions, I've heard too many from Sam!" Pippin crowed and covered his ears. Rashelle laughed and batted at the Took as the others laughed merrily.
Outside the carriage, Frodo and Foxburr sat up in the Driver's Seat as the blue-eyed Baggins taught the halfblood to handle the reigns.
"That elf blood makes you a natural with animals," Frodo said as the Ponies rode smoothly under Foxburr's hand. She beamed at Frodo's approval and drove the carriage until they reached a large, but shallow river.
"Is there a bridge?" Foxburr asked and Frodo shook his head.
"Nope, we walk," He said and they stopped the carriage. "This our stop, come on, you rascals!" Frodo hollered and dismounted from the driver's seat. He then turned to Foxburr and held out his arms.
"Hop on down," He smiled and she leapt lightly. Frodo caught her around her slim waist, and placed her on her feet lightly.
"Good thing we packed light, Rashelle's heavy enough," Merry said as they broke out the packs. Rashelle gave an injured cry and he laughed at her horrified face.
"Only kidding, love, you know you're perfect," He hugged her around the shoulders and kissed her cheek.
"You're awful, Meriadoc Brandybuck," She smirked and abandoned him to walk beside Pippin as they began their hike to the last house.
The sun shone through the green trees and elvish voices rang from their golden-spangled depths as the small troop reached the house where a tall figure waited for them.
Lord Elrond greeted them warmly, his dark eyes shining as he summoned several elves to take his guests' things.
"Welcome, my friends, it has been too long since your last visit," Elrond smiled and shook hands with Frodo. Then they brought forward Rashelle and Foxburr.
Concern passed over the elegant lord's features as looked down on Rashelle. She clung onto Frodo's arm; her lips parted slightly in wonder like a child meeting some wondrous stranger. Elrond reached down and caressed her cheek and where his hand touched bruises and cuts mended instantly leaving perfect rosy skin.
Frodo gave a slight gasp and touched the healed patch of her face as the elf withdrew his hand. Elrond turned to a nearby elf and spoke in their musical language and then he turned to Frodo.
"Follow Galethen, he will take you to the healing rooms, where I'll fix your broken bloom," and Frodo turned to Merry and Pippin.
"Take Rashelle, I want to look for Uncle Bilbo," and the three hobbits disappeared as Sam stayed with Foxburr.
Elrond smiled as he moved next to the gardener.
"She has elvish blood in her, Master Elrond, do you think it was one of yours?" Sam asked as Foxburr watched an elfin boy who hung from a tree limb singing about her fiery hair.
"No, I do not think so, few of my elves have such colorings. Many Mirkwood elves have green eyes, but I doubt it was any of them,"
"Who then, Master Elrond? All the Lothlorien Elves have departed," Elrond shook his head.
"I wish I could answer you, Samwise, but I cannot, but take heart, we will treat her just as well as we treat you and Frodo,"
Foxburr turned then, her green eyes glittering the sunlight, her hair gleaming like fire.
"Master Merry named you well, Miss Foxburr," Sam smiled and Foxburr blushed slightly.
"I'm just happy to have a name," She murmured.
"And a lovely name it is, but I must go in and see to your friend. Come inside and rest yourselves and relax, you have nothing to fear inside my walls," Elrond invited and the three went inside the grand house
"Welcome to Rivendell, Miss Rashelle," Smiled Samwise as the carriage rocked. The land grew thick with trees and Rashelle practically hung out the window.
"Someone grab her skirt before she falls out!" Merry laughed as Rashelle's healing face absolutely glowed as she drank in the sites and sounds of Rivendell. Pippin, sitting closest, gently pulled the hobbit-lass back in. Frodo could be heard laughing from his perch on the driver's seat and Rashelle turned to the group inside the carriage.
"It's so beautiful here! Will we stay forever?" She asked and Merry laughed.
"Forevers a long time, Darling, we were thinking a month,"
"Will we see elves?"
"No more elf questions, I've heard too many from Sam!" Pippin crowed and covered his ears. Rashelle laughed and batted at the Took as the others lauged merrily.
Outside the carriage, Frodo and Foxburr sat up in the Driver's Seat as the blue-eyed Baggins taught the halfblood to handle the reigns.
"That elf blood makes you a natural with animals," Frodo said as the Ponies rode smoothly under Foxburr's hand. She beamed at Frodo's approval and drove the carriage until they reached a large, but shallow river.
"Is there a bridge?" Foxburr asked and Frodo shook his head.
"Nope, we walk," He said and they stopped the carriage. "This our stop, come on, you rascals!" Frodo hollared and dismounted from the driver's seat. He then turned to Foxburr and held out his arms.
"Hop on down," He smiled and she leapt lightly. Frodo caught her around her slim waist, and placed her on her feet lightly.
"Good thing we packed light, Rashelle's heavy enough," Merry said as they broke out the packs. Rashelle gave an injured cry and he laughed at her horrified face.
"Only kidding, love, you know you're perfect," He hugged her around the shoulders and kissed her cheek.
"You're awful, Meriadoc Brandybuck," She smirked and abandoned him to walk beside Pippin as they began their hike to the last house.
The sun shone through the green trees and elvish voices rang from their golden-spangled depths as the small troop reached the house where a tall figure waited for them.
Lord Elrond greeted them warmly, his dark eyes shining as he summoned several elves to take his guests' things.
"Welcome, my friends, it has been too long since your last visit," Elrond smiled and shook hands with Frodo. Then they brought forward Rashelle and Foxburr.
Concern passed over the elegant lord's features as looked down on Rashelle. She clung onto Frodo's arm, her lips parted slightly in wonder, like a child meeting some wonderous stranger. Elrond reached down and carrassed her cheek and where his hand touched bruises and cuts mended instantly leaving perfect rosy skin.
Frodo gave a slight gasp and touched the healed patch of her face as the elf withdrew his hand. Elrond turned to a nearby elf and spoke in their musical language and then he turned to Frodo.
"Follow Galethen, he will take you to the healing rooms, where I'll fix your broken bloom," and Frodo turned to Merry and Pippin.
"Take Rashelle, I want to look for Uncle Bilbo," and the three hobbits disappeared as Sam stayed with Foxburr.
Elrond smiled as he moved next to the gardener.
"She has elvish blood in her, Master Elrond, do you think it was one of yours?" Sam asked as Foxburr watched an elfin boy who hung from a tree limb singng about her fiery hair.
"No, I do not think so, few of my elves have such colorings. Many Mirkwood elves have green eyes, but I doubt it was any of them,"
"Who then, Master Elrond? All the Lothlorien Elves have departed," Elrond shook his head.
"I wish I could answer you, Samwise, but I cannot, but take heart, we will treat her just as well as we treat you and Frodo,"
Foxburr turned then, her green eyes glittering the sunlight, her hair gleaming like fire.
"Master Merry named you well, Miss Foxburr," Sam smiled and Foxburr blushed slightly.
"I'm just happy to have a name," She murmured.
"And a lovely name it is, but I must go in and see to your friend. Come inside and rest yourselves and relax, you have nothing to fear inside my walls," Elrond invited and the three went inside the grand house