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Blue
She looked at him, glancing sideways to Laura before she spoke. "It is anonymous, my lord. They have all chosen to continue on."
The four Hobbits, the Men, and the Elf looked at Laura in amazement. She shrugged, looking defensive. "What?" she asked.
"You've decided to come with us? After you've found what you've been looking for all these years?" Frodo asked with disbelief. "You cannot give up something like this."
"I'm not giving up anything, Frodo. Do you think I agreed to come along just to leave you when things got ugly?" She looked across the table at Merry and Pippin.
"Besides, I think it'd be way too quiet without us three musketeers," she insisted. The Hobbits laughed. It was entirely too true that Pippin could never keep his curiosity hampered down, and neither could she. Merry always went along with them.
"But you're not supposed to go looking for battles," Aragorn warned her.
"And a 'lady' isn't supposed to be wielding a sword amidst a bunch of Orcs, either. But I've already gone against that one. With all due respect, my lord, I'm a rebel and there's nothing anyone can do about it."
She could see that she was wearing Aragorn's patience with her very thin, and she was sorry she'd taken such a tone with him. But she could not stand somebody telling her what to do and criticizing a decision she'd made. Whether stupid or not, she preferred learning from the consequences that came from her decision making.
The next morning they were each given these special cloaks that were supposed to be like camouflage. Each one of them had a tiny leaf pin on them, and Laura fiddled with hers as they all went down a river in canoes.
Merry and Pippin shared a canoe with Boromir, Sam and Frodo were with Aragorn, and she was with Legolas. Galadriel had given Legolas a brand new bow as a parting gift.
"What did the Lady give you?" Legolas asked as they rowed closer to the giant statues of the ancient kings of Numenor.
"She gave me two different spells. She said I would know when to use them. Then she warned me that she would not be able to protect me from the foresight I would have once I was beyond the borders of Lorien. But I dunno what any of it means."
"You will in time, my lady," Legolas said softly. She began drifting off to sleep as they continued down the smooth river, finally being shaken awake when they had to go ashore one of the first nights.
That evening as she tried to go to bed she heard talk of the creature called Gollum. She'd heard Gandalf talk about him in Moria once, how he was this creature who had taken the Ring and been controlled by it. Supposedly it had been following them and Boromir had spotted it.
She peered out from the spot she'd been sitting in, getting a glimpse of Aragorn and Boromir. Again they were speaking, but Boromir was trying to convince Aragorn to let him have the Ring and take it to Gondor. She squinted. Something told her that Boromir couldn't go much further without trying to steal that Ring from Frodo. She looked back at the sleeping Hobbit. He'd finally fallen asleep after listening to Sam worry. What would happen to him? Was he actually going to do this? It was going to be a whole different story when he was standing in that volcano.
Boromir did look pretty distraught after talking with Aragorn. She didn't move from her position on the rocks, even when he looked back at her. She could see straight into his heart; he was going to take the Ring from Frodo. But it wasn't his greed that would make him do it.
"Boromir," she said softly, "you cannot allow yourself to give in. I know you're suffering, but don't take it from him."
He looked back out towards the water. "I know not what you speak of, I've no intent on taking the Ring."
"You have every intent on it," she said, her voice getting louder. She crept closer to where he sat. "Boromir, listen to me. You're a good man, I know you are, I can see it in you. But to betray Frodo's trust.Aragorn swore to protect him. You know that." He said nothing, but looked somewhat relieved that she was so understanding.
Having said this, she decided not to push him any further. By the next afternoon they went ashore again. By this time she had grown very uneasy. She wanted to take a short nap, but couldn't keep her eyes closed. She'd been observing Legolas, and he seemed just as nervous.
He made his way over to Aragorn. "We must leave at once."
"No," Aragorn said simply. She saw Boromir, still kneeling in his canoe. Something bad was going to happen involving him. And Frodo had already separated himself from them; she'd seen him go off on his own. She looked around. There was an extremely evil feeling around them. Did she just believe that her senses were stronger or were they? She'd always been terribly intuitive, but it was ridiculous how jumpy she was getting. She stole another glance at Legolas. He caught her gaze and gave a slight nod.
"Where's Frodo?" Merry asked suddenly. Aragorn's gaze fell upon the shield that Boromir had left behind.
She stood up. "I'll go get him," she volunteered. "I saw where he went." She took off in the forest, running at full speed. Boromir was definitely taken by the Ring, there was no doubt about it. She had to save Frodo.
She couldn't find Boromir, but made her way to the top of a small stone temple with a gargoyle-like object on top. She sensed a presence on there with her. "Frodo?" she said skeptically. "Frodo, take it off!" she said, realizing he'd probably put it on to escape from Boromir.
He appeared in an instant, on his back and looking a bit surprised. She knelt down, still on top of the temple. "How many times do I have to tell you, don't put that thing on! It'll only weaken you, Frodo," she said with great concern.
He looked up at her, his blue eyes slightly sagging. She jumped down from the temple as he hesitantly held the Ring in his hand. She put her hands on his shoulders.
"Hey, you're not alone in this. If you ever lose hope, I'll lend you some." She turned around as she heard his name called. Aragorn was there.
"Where is the Ring?" he demanded. Frodo drew back. Aragorn looked confused. "I swore I'd protect you."
"Can you protect me from yourself?" Frodo asked. He held out the Ring to Aragorn as she watched, not understanding. It looked like he was going to take the Ring for himself, but was he really that weak?
He knelt in front of Frodo, concealing the Ring with Frodo's own hand. "I would've gone with you to the end," he said. Frodo was going ALONE?!
Frodo nodded. "I know. Please tell the others. Especially Sam, he will not understand." The little blade at his side began turning blue.
So this is how Frodo would do it? Alone? To this place called Mordor? Laura wanted to jump by his side and follow him as he began leaving, but then she remembered hearing her grandmother say something in Lorien.
".yet hope remains while company stays true." she had been talking about Sam. Sam wouldn't let Frodo go alone. She breathed an inner sigh of relief and drew her sword. The blue glow had meant Orcs nearby.
Blue
She looked at him, glancing sideways to Laura before she spoke. "It is anonymous, my lord. They have all chosen to continue on."
The four Hobbits, the Men, and the Elf looked at Laura in amazement. She shrugged, looking defensive. "What?" she asked.
"You've decided to come with us? After you've found what you've been looking for all these years?" Frodo asked with disbelief. "You cannot give up something like this."
"I'm not giving up anything, Frodo. Do you think I agreed to come along just to leave you when things got ugly?" She looked across the table at Merry and Pippin.
"Besides, I think it'd be way too quiet without us three musketeers," she insisted. The Hobbits laughed. It was entirely too true that Pippin could never keep his curiosity hampered down, and neither could she. Merry always went along with them.
"But you're not supposed to go looking for battles," Aragorn warned her.
"And a 'lady' isn't supposed to be wielding a sword amidst a bunch of Orcs, either. But I've already gone against that one. With all due respect, my lord, I'm a rebel and there's nothing anyone can do about it."
She could see that she was wearing Aragorn's patience with her very thin, and she was sorry she'd taken such a tone with him. But she could not stand somebody telling her what to do and criticizing a decision she'd made. Whether stupid or not, she preferred learning from the consequences that came from her decision making.
The next morning they were each given these special cloaks that were supposed to be like camouflage. Each one of them had a tiny leaf pin on them, and Laura fiddled with hers as they all went down a river in canoes.
Merry and Pippin shared a canoe with Boromir, Sam and Frodo were with Aragorn, and she was with Legolas. Galadriel had given Legolas a brand new bow as a parting gift.
"What did the Lady give you?" Legolas asked as they rowed closer to the giant statues of the ancient kings of Numenor.
"She gave me two different spells. She said I would know when to use them. Then she warned me that she would not be able to protect me from the foresight I would have once I was beyond the borders of Lorien. But I dunno what any of it means."
"You will in time, my lady," Legolas said softly. She began drifting off to sleep as they continued down the smooth river, finally being shaken awake when they had to go ashore one of the first nights.
That evening as she tried to go to bed she heard talk of the creature called Gollum. She'd heard Gandalf talk about him in Moria once, how he was this creature who had taken the Ring and been controlled by it. Supposedly it had been following them and Boromir had spotted it.
She peered out from the spot she'd been sitting in, getting a glimpse of Aragorn and Boromir. Again they were speaking, but Boromir was trying to convince Aragorn to let him have the Ring and take it to Gondor. She squinted. Something told her that Boromir couldn't go much further without trying to steal that Ring from Frodo. She looked back at the sleeping Hobbit. He'd finally fallen asleep after listening to Sam worry. What would happen to him? Was he actually going to do this? It was going to be a whole different story when he was standing in that volcano.
Boromir did look pretty distraught after talking with Aragorn. She didn't move from her position on the rocks, even when he looked back at her. She could see straight into his heart; he was going to take the Ring from Frodo. But it wasn't his greed that would make him do it.
"Boromir," she said softly, "you cannot allow yourself to give in. I know you're suffering, but don't take it from him."
He looked back out towards the water. "I know not what you speak of, I've no intent on taking the Ring."
"You have every intent on it," she said, her voice getting louder. She crept closer to where he sat. "Boromir, listen to me. You're a good man, I know you are, I can see it in you. But to betray Frodo's trust.Aragorn swore to protect him. You know that." He said nothing, but looked somewhat relieved that she was so understanding.
Having said this, she decided not to push him any further. By the next afternoon they went ashore again. By this time she had grown very uneasy. She wanted to take a short nap, but couldn't keep her eyes closed. She'd been observing Legolas, and he seemed just as nervous.
He made his way over to Aragorn. "We must leave at once."
"No," Aragorn said simply. She saw Boromir, still kneeling in his canoe. Something bad was going to happen involving him. And Frodo had already separated himself from them; she'd seen him go off on his own. She looked around. There was an extremely evil feeling around them. Did she just believe that her senses were stronger or were they? She'd always been terribly intuitive, but it was ridiculous how jumpy she was getting. She stole another glance at Legolas. He caught her gaze and gave a slight nod.
"Where's Frodo?" Merry asked suddenly. Aragorn's gaze fell upon the shield that Boromir had left behind.
She stood up. "I'll go get him," she volunteered. "I saw where he went." She took off in the forest, running at full speed. Boromir was definitely taken by the Ring, there was no doubt about it. She had to save Frodo.
She couldn't find Boromir, but made her way to the top of a small stone temple with a gargoyle-like object on top. She sensed a presence on there with her. "Frodo?" she said skeptically. "Frodo, take it off!" she said, realizing he'd probably put it on to escape from Boromir.
He appeared in an instant, on his back and looking a bit surprised. She knelt down, still on top of the temple. "How many times do I have to tell you, don't put that thing on! It'll only weaken you, Frodo," she said with great concern.
He looked up at her, his blue eyes slightly sagging. She jumped down from the temple as he hesitantly held the Ring in his hand. She put her hands on his shoulders.
"Hey, you're not alone in this. If you ever lose hope, I'll lend you some." She turned around as she heard his name called. Aragorn was there.
"Where is the Ring?" he demanded. Frodo drew back. Aragorn looked confused. "I swore I'd protect you."
"Can you protect me from yourself?" Frodo asked. He held out the Ring to Aragorn as she watched, not understanding. It looked like he was going to take the Ring for himself, but was he really that weak?
He knelt in front of Frodo, concealing the Ring with Frodo's own hand. "I would've gone with you to the end," he said. Frodo was going ALONE?!
Frodo nodded. "I know. Please tell the others. Especially Sam, he will not understand." The little blade at his side began turning blue.
So this is how Frodo would do it? Alone? To this place called Mordor? Laura wanted to jump by his side and follow him as he began leaving, but then she remembered hearing her grandmother say something in Lorien.
".yet hope remains while company stays true." she had been talking about Sam. Sam wouldn't let Frodo go alone. She breathed an inner sigh of relief and drew her sword. The blue glow had meant Orcs nearby.