I Will Protect You
by: Serena-chan
A/N: K, peeps, here's the next chapter which will (hopefully!) answer some of your questions.
I'm still looking for a better title for this story. I kind of like this one, but I really think it needs a better one though, so if you can think of anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!!
Same disclaimers apply.
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"My name is Lorenthia, and I am here to serve you."
"What?" asked Frodo.
"The sun has nearly set," she said, getting up, "You stay here and rest. Sam, stay with him. I will go and gather some firewood. I will answer all your questions soon after that is done." Turning abruptly, she set off into the woods.
Frodo gave Sam a questioning look. Sam just shrugged. "I think we should trust her. She saved your life after all. Here, put this on. Your other shirt got ruined." He handed Frodo the shirt and helped him sit up.
Lorenthia returned with the wood and built a fire. She then brought her horse over near them. Reaching into her saddlebag, she pulled out food and three blankets. Sam helped Frodo over near the fire while she spread the blankets out for them to sit on. When they were all seated around the fire with food in front of them, Frodo spoke again, "I know you name, but I still don't really know who you are or why you are here, and how do you know about me?"
She smiled, "I suppose the story begins when I was ten years old. I had dreams of a boy with curly dark hair named Frodo Baggins. In the dreams, I learned all about the boy. What his name was, where he lived, what was going on in his life...everything. The dreams came and went all through my childhood. I was never sure why I had them or if the people in them existed, I just knew that it was like visiting dear friends in my dreams.
"The dreams stopped as I grew older, but I never forgot them or the people in them. After a time, I began to wonder if they ever existed. Then, the visions started. I would have about one every day. At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but as I ignored them, they happened more and more often. In the vision, the boy I had dream about had discovered a ring. The Ring of Power. The visions told me where to find you."
"B-but why?" asked Frodo, "Why were you sent to me?"
"I don't know, myself." she replied, "There must have been some reason why I dreamed of you, and was sent to you. Until we can figure it out, all I know is that I must stay with you and help you with your quest."
"I'm not sure that it's such a good idea." Said Sam, "It will be dangerous."
"Don't worry about that." She said, "Judging by that orc attack, you could use an extra fighter."
"True." Admitted Sam.
"We'd better get to sleep, morning will be here before we know it."
They nodded and readied themselves for bed. Sam was soon snoring, but Frodo lay awake, turning the day's events over and over in his head. Glancing over at Lorentia, he found her pearing up at the stars.
"This is so strange." Frodo whispered to her, "You know all about me, but I hardly know anything about you."
She rolled over to face him, smiling. "What would you like to know?"
"Well," he thought a moment, "what are you exactly? I mean, your not a hobbit are you?"
"I'm half hobbit, half fairy."
"Fairy?" said Frodo, curiously.
"Yeah."
"But aren't you a little tall to be half fairy?"
"No," she whispered, "Fairies can use their magic to change their size."
"Do you have magic powers?" he asked, interested.
"Some," she admitted, "but their almost useless when it comes to fighting. They just weren't meant for causing damage. So, I had to learn to fight the normal way."
"What are they used for?"
"Mosly for creating things." she said, "Watch." Crawling out from under her blanket. She knelt on the earth beside him and placed her hands on the ground. Her hands began to glow a soft pink. She slowly pulled her hands away from the dirt, her magic leaving a glittering trail into the earth. The dirt spit away slightly and a plant grew up from it. It bloomed into a beautiful yellow flower, which continued to glow with a bright golden glow, long after she had withdraw her magic.
"It's beautiful." Frodo said, awed. He leaned forward to smell it. The scent was like nothing he had ever smelt before. It was lovely. Sort of like a cross between a rose and a daffodil.
"I'm glad you like it." she smiled. "Now go to sleep, the sun will be up soon."
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A/N: Well, I guess I'll end it there for now. I still need a name people! And any suggestions and comments on the story will be greatly appreciated!!! Thanx! ~Serena-chan~
by: Serena-chan
A/N: K, peeps, here's the next chapter which will (hopefully!) answer some of your questions.
I'm still looking for a better title for this story. I kind of like this one, but I really think it needs a better one though, so if you can think of anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!!
Same disclaimers apply.
______________________________________________________________
"My name is Lorenthia, and I am here to serve you."
"What?" asked Frodo.
"The sun has nearly set," she said, getting up, "You stay here and rest. Sam, stay with him. I will go and gather some firewood. I will answer all your questions soon after that is done." Turning abruptly, she set off into the woods.
Frodo gave Sam a questioning look. Sam just shrugged. "I think we should trust her. She saved your life after all. Here, put this on. Your other shirt got ruined." He handed Frodo the shirt and helped him sit up.
Lorenthia returned with the wood and built a fire. She then brought her horse over near them. Reaching into her saddlebag, she pulled out food and three blankets. Sam helped Frodo over near the fire while she spread the blankets out for them to sit on. When they were all seated around the fire with food in front of them, Frodo spoke again, "I know you name, but I still don't really know who you are or why you are here, and how do you know about me?"
She smiled, "I suppose the story begins when I was ten years old. I had dreams of a boy with curly dark hair named Frodo Baggins. In the dreams, I learned all about the boy. What his name was, where he lived, what was going on in his life...everything. The dreams came and went all through my childhood. I was never sure why I had them or if the people in them existed, I just knew that it was like visiting dear friends in my dreams.
"The dreams stopped as I grew older, but I never forgot them or the people in them. After a time, I began to wonder if they ever existed. Then, the visions started. I would have about one every day. At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but as I ignored them, they happened more and more often. In the vision, the boy I had dream about had discovered a ring. The Ring of Power. The visions told me where to find you."
"B-but why?" asked Frodo, "Why were you sent to me?"
"I don't know, myself." she replied, "There must have been some reason why I dreamed of you, and was sent to you. Until we can figure it out, all I know is that I must stay with you and help you with your quest."
"I'm not sure that it's such a good idea." Said Sam, "It will be dangerous."
"Don't worry about that." She said, "Judging by that orc attack, you could use an extra fighter."
"True." Admitted Sam.
"We'd better get to sleep, morning will be here before we know it."
They nodded and readied themselves for bed. Sam was soon snoring, but Frodo lay awake, turning the day's events over and over in his head. Glancing over at Lorentia, he found her pearing up at the stars.
"This is so strange." Frodo whispered to her, "You know all about me, but I hardly know anything about you."
She rolled over to face him, smiling. "What would you like to know?"
"Well," he thought a moment, "what are you exactly? I mean, your not a hobbit are you?"
"I'm half hobbit, half fairy."
"Fairy?" said Frodo, curiously.
"Yeah."
"But aren't you a little tall to be half fairy?"
"No," she whispered, "Fairies can use their magic to change their size."
"Do you have magic powers?" he asked, interested.
"Some," she admitted, "but their almost useless when it comes to fighting. They just weren't meant for causing damage. So, I had to learn to fight the normal way."
"What are they used for?"
"Mosly for creating things." she said, "Watch." Crawling out from under her blanket. She knelt on the earth beside him and placed her hands on the ground. Her hands began to glow a soft pink. She slowly pulled her hands away from the dirt, her magic leaving a glittering trail into the earth. The dirt spit away slightly and a plant grew up from it. It bloomed into a beautiful yellow flower, which continued to glow with a bright golden glow, long after she had withdraw her magic.
"It's beautiful." Frodo said, awed. He leaned forward to smell it. The scent was like nothing he had ever smelt before. It was lovely. Sort of like a cross between a rose and a daffodil.
"I'm glad you like it." she smiled. "Now go to sleep, the sun will be up soon."
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A/N: Well, I guess I'll end it there for now. I still need a name people! And any suggestions and comments on the story will be greatly appreciated!!! Thanx! ~Serena-chan~