After my bath, I walked down the hall from my room to go look for Boromir's room. I had my dress on, which I hadn't worn in a long time. I had put my hair up in a bun, and let a few hairs fall in the front. I didn't want to go to supper without him, because I would feel very alone. I ventured longer down the hall, peeping into open doors, seeing if I could recognize any his belongings. All the rooms looked identical, except the difference in the personal effects in each. I saw one door open just a crack and I decided to peek in. First, I heard shuffling and I saw a pack that looked somewhat like Boromir's. So I peeked in, and saw a little person, packing things into a different bag. He was small, small enough to be a dwarf. I think he was what my people call a halfling, but I wasn't sure because I had never seen one before. As I was about to continue my search, he saw me. He jumped back and looked startled.
"I'm sorry!" I said, apologizing. I turned and started to walk away.
"Oh ma'am! Ma'am!" he called from behind me, "please come back! Please!" I turned around and went back to the room.
"Yes, sir?" I asked. "Hallo, ma'am. Are you in need of any assistance? You look lost, if I do say so." He was wearing a nice white tunic and dark pants. He was about four feet tall and had a mop of curly light brown hair on his head. He was sort of pudgy, but not quite fat.
"Oh no. Not unless you know what room a man named Boromir is in. I am looking for him. We need to get to dinner soon." I felt giant compared to this little man.
"Did your companion arrive this afternoon, Lady --?"
"My name is Erin. You do not have to address me as lady. And yes, he did. Do you know where his room is?" I asked.
"Oh yes, Lady Erin, he is a couple rooms down from me. He gets rather frustrated, doesn't he?" he said with a chuckle.
"OH, yes. He does get frustrated. A lot," I replied.
"Can I ask you a small favor? While we are here."
"Yes," I said, "but first you must tell me your name."
"Oh, my apologies, Lady. My name is Samwise Gamgee, and I was wondering if I could walk with you and your companion, to supper. I get easily lost here. It's so much bigger than I am used to," he said as he wrung his hands.
"Of course you may, Master Gamgee," I said as I put my hand on his back and ushered him out of the room. We continued talking as we walked to my brother's room. Boromir had just finished getting ready when we arrived. I introduced him to Sam and we were on our way. Dinner was wonderful. Baromir and I were sat next to Sam and friends Meriadoc Brandybuck, Merry to his friends; and Peregin Took, more commonly known as Pippin, who were also halfings. Also by us, there were a couple of elves. One sat right next to me and introduced himself as Glorfindel. He was also very nice. A couple of other men were farther up the table, because they had gotten there earlier. At the head of the table was Lord Elrond, his two sons, Lord Ellhadan and Lord Elrohir, and his daughter, Lady Arwen Evenstar. Glorfindel informed me on all their names. Next to Arwen was a strange person; he didn't look like an elf, yet he didn't look stout, like a man.
"He looks as if he's one of those rangers, the ones that drift off into the wilderness. What is he doing up there with the nobility?" Boromir said as he scowled in his direction.
"Boromir, quit. Father would not be pleased with the way you are acting right now," I reminded him.
"Well, he doesn't. deserve to be next to the Lady Arwen," he snapped back.
"And who are you to decide? Eat and quit acting like a fool," I pointed to his food and turned back to Glorfindel. "Who is that man next to the Lady Arwen?" I asked. Just as Glorfindel was about to answer, Merry piped up from across the table.
"Ma'am," he spoke, "that's Strider. He's a ranger and one of the greatest men to walk in Middle Earth. He saved our friend, Frodo, from certain death."
"As did Glorfindel, he gave him a horse," added Pippin.
"He's more than a ranger, you know," Glorfindel added, "he's of great nobility. Around here, we call him a different name, but his true name is Aragorn. He has lived in Rivendell and in the house of Elrond his whole life." I had heard that name before, yet I didn't know where from. So had Boromir, yet he couldn't recall. After that, we continued chatting and finished our dinner. When we had been excused, Boromir and I went back to my room and talked about tomorrow's events. We arrived to find my clean clothes on the bed, along with my belt, sword, horn, dagger, bow and quiver. I went to my pack and looked in it.
"Oh no," I said, hitting my forehead, "I forgot my night clothes." I was so irritated with my forgetfulness. "There's probably some in that chest over there. I had a lot of clothes in mine," Boromir answered. I went and looked. There was. I picked up one that seemed to be a nightgown. It was thick and warm.
"I'll be right back," I said as I walked across the room. I went and out the gown on. "So, what are we to attend to tomorrow, Boromir?" I asked from the room adjoining mine.
"Well, the council is meeting tomorrow. You don't have to go. I was the one sent by father, I can tell you all that happens," he said. As I walked out, I saw Boromir on the bed, examining my sword. "They sharpened, polished and cleaned all your weapons for you. They even polished your horn and gave you more arrows. And they are lighter," he said as he lifted one to examine it.
"Gosh, they are so hospitable here. After the council, how long do we have to stay?" I cleared off my bed as Boromir answered.
"Well . . . I really can't say. It all depends on what happens at the council. Are you going to go or not? I would like to know before I went to bed," he slowly got up and turned to look at me, with his arms crossed.
"I don't think so. Do you know if there is any place around here where I can have a little target practice? I need to do something, I can't sit around here like a lady-in-waiting for another day. If not, I'll go out riding. No more dresses, never."
"I understand you're not used to this, but please, bear with it. I'll look around before I come and wake you, okay? Goodnight, Erin. See you tomorrow," he said as he began to walk out of the door.
"Goodnight Boromir," I said in a chipper voice. I walked over and gave his a kiss on the cheek. He shut the door as he left. After that, I put out my lamp and went to bed.
"I'm sorry!" I said, apologizing. I turned and started to walk away.
"Oh ma'am! Ma'am!" he called from behind me, "please come back! Please!" I turned around and went back to the room.
"Yes, sir?" I asked. "Hallo, ma'am. Are you in need of any assistance? You look lost, if I do say so." He was wearing a nice white tunic and dark pants. He was about four feet tall and had a mop of curly light brown hair on his head. He was sort of pudgy, but not quite fat.
"Oh no. Not unless you know what room a man named Boromir is in. I am looking for him. We need to get to dinner soon." I felt giant compared to this little man.
"Did your companion arrive this afternoon, Lady --?"
"My name is Erin. You do not have to address me as lady. And yes, he did. Do you know where his room is?" I asked.
"Oh yes, Lady Erin, he is a couple rooms down from me. He gets rather frustrated, doesn't he?" he said with a chuckle.
"OH, yes. He does get frustrated. A lot," I replied.
"Can I ask you a small favor? While we are here."
"Yes," I said, "but first you must tell me your name."
"Oh, my apologies, Lady. My name is Samwise Gamgee, and I was wondering if I could walk with you and your companion, to supper. I get easily lost here. It's so much bigger than I am used to," he said as he wrung his hands.
"Of course you may, Master Gamgee," I said as I put my hand on his back and ushered him out of the room. We continued talking as we walked to my brother's room. Boromir had just finished getting ready when we arrived. I introduced him to Sam and we were on our way. Dinner was wonderful. Baromir and I were sat next to Sam and friends Meriadoc Brandybuck, Merry to his friends; and Peregin Took, more commonly known as Pippin, who were also halfings. Also by us, there were a couple of elves. One sat right next to me and introduced himself as Glorfindel. He was also very nice. A couple of other men were farther up the table, because they had gotten there earlier. At the head of the table was Lord Elrond, his two sons, Lord Ellhadan and Lord Elrohir, and his daughter, Lady Arwen Evenstar. Glorfindel informed me on all their names. Next to Arwen was a strange person; he didn't look like an elf, yet he didn't look stout, like a man.
"He looks as if he's one of those rangers, the ones that drift off into the wilderness. What is he doing up there with the nobility?" Boromir said as he scowled in his direction.
"Boromir, quit. Father would not be pleased with the way you are acting right now," I reminded him.
"Well, he doesn't. deserve to be next to the Lady Arwen," he snapped back.
"And who are you to decide? Eat and quit acting like a fool," I pointed to his food and turned back to Glorfindel. "Who is that man next to the Lady Arwen?" I asked. Just as Glorfindel was about to answer, Merry piped up from across the table.
"Ma'am," he spoke, "that's Strider. He's a ranger and one of the greatest men to walk in Middle Earth. He saved our friend, Frodo, from certain death."
"As did Glorfindel, he gave him a horse," added Pippin.
"He's more than a ranger, you know," Glorfindel added, "he's of great nobility. Around here, we call him a different name, but his true name is Aragorn. He has lived in Rivendell and in the house of Elrond his whole life." I had heard that name before, yet I didn't know where from. So had Boromir, yet he couldn't recall. After that, we continued chatting and finished our dinner. When we had been excused, Boromir and I went back to my room and talked about tomorrow's events. We arrived to find my clean clothes on the bed, along with my belt, sword, horn, dagger, bow and quiver. I went to my pack and looked in it.
"Oh no," I said, hitting my forehead, "I forgot my night clothes." I was so irritated with my forgetfulness. "There's probably some in that chest over there. I had a lot of clothes in mine," Boromir answered. I went and looked. There was. I picked up one that seemed to be a nightgown. It was thick and warm.
"I'll be right back," I said as I walked across the room. I went and out the gown on. "So, what are we to attend to tomorrow, Boromir?" I asked from the room adjoining mine.
"Well, the council is meeting tomorrow. You don't have to go. I was the one sent by father, I can tell you all that happens," he said. As I walked out, I saw Boromir on the bed, examining my sword. "They sharpened, polished and cleaned all your weapons for you. They even polished your horn and gave you more arrows. And they are lighter," he said as he lifted one to examine it.
"Gosh, they are so hospitable here. After the council, how long do we have to stay?" I cleared off my bed as Boromir answered.
"Well . . . I really can't say. It all depends on what happens at the council. Are you going to go or not? I would like to know before I went to bed," he slowly got up and turned to look at me, with his arms crossed.
"I don't think so. Do you know if there is any place around here where I can have a little target practice? I need to do something, I can't sit around here like a lady-in-waiting for another day. If not, I'll go out riding. No more dresses, never."
"I understand you're not used to this, but please, bear with it. I'll look around before I come and wake you, okay? Goodnight, Erin. See you tomorrow," he said as he began to walk out of the door.
"Goodnight Boromir," I said in a chipper voice. I walked over and gave his a kiss on the cheek. He shut the door as he left. After that, I put out my lamp and went to bed.