Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character's created by J.R.R Tolkien,
or any of the locations in the story. This is a variation of the trilogy
from my mind, with the addition and subtraction of some characters.
Chapter 2 – A change of things
"It's no use, we're lost! We'll never get out of this mess!"
"Well, I wish we were un-lost, I haven't eaten in two hours!"
"Is that all you think about Pippin?" A slightly amused Meriadoc Brandybuck asked his young companion. The girls looked and each other and giggled quietly.
"No, just when I'm hungry." He answered thoughtfully.
Fiona and Miranda casually walked out into the corridor to see who it was. They weren't too surprised to see the two hobbits hobbling down the hallway when they caught their eye.
"Excuse me," Merry said politely, "could you help us, we're in a bit of a pickle."
"I don't think we'd be of any service, we're a bit lost as well." Fiona said stepping out from behind her friend and smiling at the pair of hobbits. "But what is it you're looking for?"
"Food!" Pippin said loudly, as the others laughed.
"We're trying to find our way back to our friend Frodo, Frodo Baggins. Perhaps you've met him." Merry said looking toward Fiona. Miranda gave her a 'what now' kind of look.
"Um, no, no I don't believe I have met him." She smiled, to herself mostly, hoping that Miranda's character addition theory was true. "Baggins?" She questioned out loud. "I know Bilbo Baggins, he's of the Shire. You must be Shire folk yourselves. I'm from Bree; I never ventured into the Shire." She said, praying that it would hold through.
"Bilbo, he's here as well! We'll probably find Frodo with him." The young Took said with a sure look on his face. "How rude of us not to introduce ourselves. I'm Peregrin Took, and this here is Meriadoc Brandybuck, but you could call us Pippin and Merry if you'd like." He smiled. "Were you looking for anyone in particular?"
"Uh, yes actually." Miranda said. "I'm looking for my uncle, Lord Elrond." She said, and then she introduced her and her friend. "I am Gorannaiel Rossrien, and this is my companion Fiona."
"It's good to meet you both!" Merry said cheerfully. "Maybe if we work together, we could find out destinations quicker."
"Perhaps." Smiled Fiona, and they ventured off. They started down the corridor, Pippin and Merry headed the group, as Fiona started walking a little faster to catch up with them.
"Fi! Where are you going?" Miranda asked quietly.
"I'm going to chat with my hobbit friends." She smiled, and continued up to them. They talked as if they'd known each other since childhood. Miranda could only smile as she observed the beautiful architecture, and inhaled the country air. Lost in the beauty of the city, she found herself trailing far behind the others, so she sped her pace slightly, as to catch up with them. Fiona looked back at her, motioning to hurry and catch up, so she did.
"Over there." Pippin pointed out. "There's Elrond. I think we can find our friends from here."
"May I go with you?" Fiona asked. "I'd much like to see Bilbo again, and meet your friend Frodo."
"Why of course Miss Fiona!" Merry happily said. "I'm sure Frodo will be glad to see another hobbit, and Bilbo may be glad to new an old friend." They set off, and Fiona smiled at her friend, and she just laughed. Miranda made her way toward her 'uncle', still praying that her character addition theory was true. She tried to calm herself down, and be natural. The fair elf turned and walked her way. She started getting nervous again and she stopped before him.
"Lord Elrond." She muttered softly, bowing her head in allegiance.
"No need to be so formal Gorannaiel." He chuckled. She released a sigh of relief, and smiled back. "I've been waiting for you. Great evil pass over the lands and all is in danger. I take you bring some news from your mother."
"Yes. Saruman sent some sort of phantom to our land, looking for the creature Gollum, but when nothing was found, it took wrath on our city. And being the brave and noble leader she was, my mother was the first to stand for her people, and she was the first to fall." She finished sadly, and Elrond's face grew dim.
"She has gone, in honor as she wanted it. There will be a council tomorrow, and I want you to sit in. But for now, you know where your dwellings are, and since I have been expecting you for some times now, it's ready for you. There will be a great feast tonight, so go get ready, and we will talk more later on." He smiled.
"I also have a friend with me, a hobbit. May she room with me as well?"
"The Halfling's have been showing up here quite often as of late." he laughed. "Of course, all acquaintances of the Rainprincess are friends in Rivendell. Now be off." Miranda smiled, and bowed her head again as she left.
Merry and Pippin finally found Bilbo and Frodo, talking and laughing about times in the Shire, as Sam sat close by. Fiona walked quietly behind them as she caught the elder hobbits eye.
"Fiona Cotton, my dear child it's been so long!" Bilbo said rising as the two embraced. She as well was relieved that the theory held through. Sam looked up at the mention of the name Cotton, and Frodo shot him a smile. "How have you been? What brings you to Rivendell?"
"Well, I came with Gorannaiel to bear news to Lord Elrond. In this malevolence, I've been feeling a weight upon me. You know of what I speak." She said as Bilbo nodded. "I feel that I may be going on an adventure of my own, very soon." She stated. "And you must be Frodo." She smiled. "I've heard much about you in the four minuets it took us from the courtyard to here." She looked back at Merry and Pippin and laughed.
"Fiona's from Bree!" Pippin said brightly.
"That must be why I've never met you. I didn't know there were Cottons in Bree Bilbo." Frodo said. "But it is wonderful meeting you. It's always nice to see a new hobbit around." He smiled. Fiona almost fainted when he hugged her. She sat and talked, and answered their questions when Miranda stepped.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." She smiled looking at a very happy Fiona. "But we've got to be getting ready for tonight's feast."
"Is it getting around that time already?" Bilbo questioned, checking his watch. "Well, I guess I'll have to catch up with you both later on." He laughed and smiled as the girls said their good-byes and headed toward their lodge. Finally, they reached a small white building with a green roof and doors. As they entered, they were awe stricken by the beautiful art work and architecture the elves put into the building. The ascended the short flight of stairs and found the bedroom, which had been adorned with a bed of elven size, and a smaller, hobbit sized bed. At the foot of each bed was an oak chest with silver latches. Inside of hers, Fiona found many dresses and shoes suitable for a hobbit maiden. Within Miranda's, there was a blue council gown along with an amulet of her mothers. Underneath that, there was a brown riding outfit and black boots, and other dresses and shoes. The girls helped each other select their outfits for the feast, and partook in the usual… usual for the situation: girl talk.
"Fi! I can't believe I almost forgot!" Miranda said, as she braided three strands of hair behind her ear. "I finally get to see Legolas at dinner tonight. I know I'm not going to be able to sit near him, but just the sight of those beautiful blue eyes." She trailed off and was interrupted by her friend.
"You sound like a little girl with a high school crush!" Fiona laughed.
"Well just two days ago I was!" She chuckled and put the amulet around her neck. "Plus, the story has stuck pretty close to what we have written, so I'm going to have to control myself, and remember that Legolas and Gorannaiel haven't seen each other for about 100 years." She rolled her eyes bitterly laughed.
"I'm going to have to get used to these stubby legs of mine, and using these big words that I usually would have to ask the meaning of." Fiona joked.
"I know what you mean. I've been playing with my sexy elf ears all day." Miranda laughed. "And I'll have to get used to taking 'graceful' strides when I walk; this posture is so odd!" They talked for a while longer until they heard a horn.
"I think that's the calling horn. We should head down now; I want to see if I can get a seat near Frodo!" Fiona said slyly, rubbing her hands together evilly.
"I think not munchkin." Miranda laughed again. "You have to sit with me, remember." She said looking down at the pouting hobbit, and they walked to the great dinner hall. There were many faces they hadn't seen there before. Dwarves, elves, hobbits, humans, and the occasional wizard were gathered around two tables. The girls were greeted at the door by a young elven girl, and instructed to sit at the first table, and where ever there were open seats. They found two seats together on the far end of the table. Seated at the same table were the other hobbits (including Bilbo and Frodo), Gimli and Gloin, mountain dwarves, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Gandalf the gray, and Lord Elrond, Halfelvan.
"Hello! He's been engulfed by Gloin's stupid stories all evening!" Fiona sighed quietly so only her friend could hear. "Randy, Randy are you listening?" She commanded.
"Oh, sorry, what was that? I was listening to Gloin. Some fascinating history he's got!" Miranda laughed as she mocked her friend. "Would you please calm down? Now that we're here, we've got things to take care of. And if we're going to do so, we're going to have to be very serious!"
"You're just mad 'cause your Leggy poo is sitting at the other table." Fiona said under her breath.
"I heard that and resent it!" Miranda smiled. "At least he's facing us; I get a good look at him before I have to play the independent elf."
"That reminds me, I'm going to have to call you Gorannaiel from now on, so I don't slip and call you Randy and have suspicious eyes glaring at me."
"Yea, then we'd have a real problem on our hands." Miranda smirked. "Oh, by the way, the council is tomorrow, and we're both attending. That's when you're going to have to announce what you need to."
"I've already hinted toward it when I was talking to Bilbo. He knows, but I don't think he's told Frodo or Elrond. I just have to find the words, no to mention the courage, to stand up in front of everybody and spill myself."
"You'll be fine. So far, everything has been coming so naturally, and it should be a cinch for a forensics pro like you." Miranda smiled. "Don't worry about it, and eat, we're going to have to get a good nights rest."
"Oie! I don't know about you, but I'm gonna be pretty restless tonight." Fiona said as she brought a fork-full of green vegetables to her mouth.
"You? I'm the one with elvish anxiety!" Miranda laughed.
"There is no need to be nervous Rainprincess, you're surrounded by friends." A strong, yet soft and calming voice echoed behind her. She turned and saw Aragorns masculine features looking down on her as he patted her shoulder.
"Diola lle Heruamin." She muttered softly, and thankfully. His words were somewhat reassuring. He smiled and nodded and walked back to his seat. "Um, wow?" She said looking toward her friend, who had a stunned look about her face.
"What did you say to him? And by the way, that elvish stuff rolls out pretty nicely!"
"I just said thank you my lord. And thank you." She managed a smile.
"Well we know you'll be having happy dreams tonight." Fiona laughed as she finished what was on her plate. Miranda gave her a sly grin.
"If I even sleep."
"Bad! You can go around sleeping with future kings of great lands." Fiona gasped.
"Goodness, I was just kidding!" She laughed. "Now we should excuse ourselves and go get some well deserved rest." They excused themselves, and said good night to all. As they walked back to their private house, they observed the buildings, and discussed the beauty of their surroundings. When the reached their room, they changed in to some beautifully crafted bed clothes and laid themselves down.
"G'night Fi. Don't let those illegal dreams keep you awake." Miranda teased, as she rolled over and pulled her sheets up.
"Good night." Fiona laughed, and they both fell asleep under the peaceful sky of Rivendell.
Chapter 2 – A change of things
"It's no use, we're lost! We'll never get out of this mess!"
"Well, I wish we were un-lost, I haven't eaten in two hours!"
"Is that all you think about Pippin?" A slightly amused Meriadoc Brandybuck asked his young companion. The girls looked and each other and giggled quietly.
"No, just when I'm hungry." He answered thoughtfully.
Fiona and Miranda casually walked out into the corridor to see who it was. They weren't too surprised to see the two hobbits hobbling down the hallway when they caught their eye.
"Excuse me," Merry said politely, "could you help us, we're in a bit of a pickle."
"I don't think we'd be of any service, we're a bit lost as well." Fiona said stepping out from behind her friend and smiling at the pair of hobbits. "But what is it you're looking for?"
"Food!" Pippin said loudly, as the others laughed.
"We're trying to find our way back to our friend Frodo, Frodo Baggins. Perhaps you've met him." Merry said looking toward Fiona. Miranda gave her a 'what now' kind of look.
"Um, no, no I don't believe I have met him." She smiled, to herself mostly, hoping that Miranda's character addition theory was true. "Baggins?" She questioned out loud. "I know Bilbo Baggins, he's of the Shire. You must be Shire folk yourselves. I'm from Bree; I never ventured into the Shire." She said, praying that it would hold through.
"Bilbo, he's here as well! We'll probably find Frodo with him." The young Took said with a sure look on his face. "How rude of us not to introduce ourselves. I'm Peregrin Took, and this here is Meriadoc Brandybuck, but you could call us Pippin and Merry if you'd like." He smiled. "Were you looking for anyone in particular?"
"Uh, yes actually." Miranda said. "I'm looking for my uncle, Lord Elrond." She said, and then she introduced her and her friend. "I am Gorannaiel Rossrien, and this is my companion Fiona."
"It's good to meet you both!" Merry said cheerfully. "Maybe if we work together, we could find out destinations quicker."
"Perhaps." Smiled Fiona, and they ventured off. They started down the corridor, Pippin and Merry headed the group, as Fiona started walking a little faster to catch up with them.
"Fi! Where are you going?" Miranda asked quietly.
"I'm going to chat with my hobbit friends." She smiled, and continued up to them. They talked as if they'd known each other since childhood. Miranda could only smile as she observed the beautiful architecture, and inhaled the country air. Lost in the beauty of the city, she found herself trailing far behind the others, so she sped her pace slightly, as to catch up with them. Fiona looked back at her, motioning to hurry and catch up, so she did.
"Over there." Pippin pointed out. "There's Elrond. I think we can find our friends from here."
"May I go with you?" Fiona asked. "I'd much like to see Bilbo again, and meet your friend Frodo."
"Why of course Miss Fiona!" Merry happily said. "I'm sure Frodo will be glad to see another hobbit, and Bilbo may be glad to new an old friend." They set off, and Fiona smiled at her friend, and she just laughed. Miranda made her way toward her 'uncle', still praying that her character addition theory was true. She tried to calm herself down, and be natural. The fair elf turned and walked her way. She started getting nervous again and she stopped before him.
"Lord Elrond." She muttered softly, bowing her head in allegiance.
"No need to be so formal Gorannaiel." He chuckled. She released a sigh of relief, and smiled back. "I've been waiting for you. Great evil pass over the lands and all is in danger. I take you bring some news from your mother."
"Yes. Saruman sent some sort of phantom to our land, looking for the creature Gollum, but when nothing was found, it took wrath on our city. And being the brave and noble leader she was, my mother was the first to stand for her people, and she was the first to fall." She finished sadly, and Elrond's face grew dim.
"She has gone, in honor as she wanted it. There will be a council tomorrow, and I want you to sit in. But for now, you know where your dwellings are, and since I have been expecting you for some times now, it's ready for you. There will be a great feast tonight, so go get ready, and we will talk more later on." He smiled.
"I also have a friend with me, a hobbit. May she room with me as well?"
"The Halfling's have been showing up here quite often as of late." he laughed. "Of course, all acquaintances of the Rainprincess are friends in Rivendell. Now be off." Miranda smiled, and bowed her head again as she left.
Merry and Pippin finally found Bilbo and Frodo, talking and laughing about times in the Shire, as Sam sat close by. Fiona walked quietly behind them as she caught the elder hobbits eye.
"Fiona Cotton, my dear child it's been so long!" Bilbo said rising as the two embraced. She as well was relieved that the theory held through. Sam looked up at the mention of the name Cotton, and Frodo shot him a smile. "How have you been? What brings you to Rivendell?"
"Well, I came with Gorannaiel to bear news to Lord Elrond. In this malevolence, I've been feeling a weight upon me. You know of what I speak." She said as Bilbo nodded. "I feel that I may be going on an adventure of my own, very soon." She stated. "And you must be Frodo." She smiled. "I've heard much about you in the four minuets it took us from the courtyard to here." She looked back at Merry and Pippin and laughed.
"Fiona's from Bree!" Pippin said brightly.
"That must be why I've never met you. I didn't know there were Cottons in Bree Bilbo." Frodo said. "But it is wonderful meeting you. It's always nice to see a new hobbit around." He smiled. Fiona almost fainted when he hugged her. She sat and talked, and answered their questions when Miranda stepped.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." She smiled looking at a very happy Fiona. "But we've got to be getting ready for tonight's feast."
"Is it getting around that time already?" Bilbo questioned, checking his watch. "Well, I guess I'll have to catch up with you both later on." He laughed and smiled as the girls said their good-byes and headed toward their lodge. Finally, they reached a small white building with a green roof and doors. As they entered, they were awe stricken by the beautiful art work and architecture the elves put into the building. The ascended the short flight of stairs and found the bedroom, which had been adorned with a bed of elven size, and a smaller, hobbit sized bed. At the foot of each bed was an oak chest with silver latches. Inside of hers, Fiona found many dresses and shoes suitable for a hobbit maiden. Within Miranda's, there was a blue council gown along with an amulet of her mothers. Underneath that, there was a brown riding outfit and black boots, and other dresses and shoes. The girls helped each other select their outfits for the feast, and partook in the usual… usual for the situation: girl talk.
"Fi! I can't believe I almost forgot!" Miranda said, as she braided three strands of hair behind her ear. "I finally get to see Legolas at dinner tonight. I know I'm not going to be able to sit near him, but just the sight of those beautiful blue eyes." She trailed off and was interrupted by her friend.
"You sound like a little girl with a high school crush!" Fiona laughed.
"Well just two days ago I was!" She chuckled and put the amulet around her neck. "Plus, the story has stuck pretty close to what we have written, so I'm going to have to control myself, and remember that Legolas and Gorannaiel haven't seen each other for about 100 years." She rolled her eyes bitterly laughed.
"I'm going to have to get used to these stubby legs of mine, and using these big words that I usually would have to ask the meaning of." Fiona joked.
"I know what you mean. I've been playing with my sexy elf ears all day." Miranda laughed. "And I'll have to get used to taking 'graceful' strides when I walk; this posture is so odd!" They talked for a while longer until they heard a horn.
"I think that's the calling horn. We should head down now; I want to see if I can get a seat near Frodo!" Fiona said slyly, rubbing her hands together evilly.
"I think not munchkin." Miranda laughed again. "You have to sit with me, remember." She said looking down at the pouting hobbit, and they walked to the great dinner hall. There were many faces they hadn't seen there before. Dwarves, elves, hobbits, humans, and the occasional wizard were gathered around two tables. The girls were greeted at the door by a young elven girl, and instructed to sit at the first table, and where ever there were open seats. They found two seats together on the far end of the table. Seated at the same table were the other hobbits (including Bilbo and Frodo), Gimli and Gloin, mountain dwarves, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Gandalf the gray, and Lord Elrond, Halfelvan.
"Hello! He's been engulfed by Gloin's stupid stories all evening!" Fiona sighed quietly so only her friend could hear. "Randy, Randy are you listening?" She commanded.
"Oh, sorry, what was that? I was listening to Gloin. Some fascinating history he's got!" Miranda laughed as she mocked her friend. "Would you please calm down? Now that we're here, we've got things to take care of. And if we're going to do so, we're going to have to be very serious!"
"You're just mad 'cause your Leggy poo is sitting at the other table." Fiona said under her breath.
"I heard that and resent it!" Miranda smiled. "At least he's facing us; I get a good look at him before I have to play the independent elf."
"That reminds me, I'm going to have to call you Gorannaiel from now on, so I don't slip and call you Randy and have suspicious eyes glaring at me."
"Yea, then we'd have a real problem on our hands." Miranda smirked. "Oh, by the way, the council is tomorrow, and we're both attending. That's when you're going to have to announce what you need to."
"I've already hinted toward it when I was talking to Bilbo. He knows, but I don't think he's told Frodo or Elrond. I just have to find the words, no to mention the courage, to stand up in front of everybody and spill myself."
"You'll be fine. So far, everything has been coming so naturally, and it should be a cinch for a forensics pro like you." Miranda smiled. "Don't worry about it, and eat, we're going to have to get a good nights rest."
"Oie! I don't know about you, but I'm gonna be pretty restless tonight." Fiona said as she brought a fork-full of green vegetables to her mouth.
"You? I'm the one with elvish anxiety!" Miranda laughed.
"There is no need to be nervous Rainprincess, you're surrounded by friends." A strong, yet soft and calming voice echoed behind her. She turned and saw Aragorns masculine features looking down on her as he patted her shoulder.
"Diola lle Heruamin." She muttered softly, and thankfully. His words were somewhat reassuring. He smiled and nodded and walked back to his seat. "Um, wow?" She said looking toward her friend, who had a stunned look about her face.
"What did you say to him? And by the way, that elvish stuff rolls out pretty nicely!"
"I just said thank you my lord. And thank you." She managed a smile.
"Well we know you'll be having happy dreams tonight." Fiona laughed as she finished what was on her plate. Miranda gave her a sly grin.
"If I even sleep."
"Bad! You can go around sleeping with future kings of great lands." Fiona gasped.
"Goodness, I was just kidding!" She laughed. "Now we should excuse ourselves and go get some well deserved rest." They excused themselves, and said good night to all. As they walked back to their private house, they observed the buildings, and discussed the beauty of their surroundings. When the reached their room, they changed in to some beautifully crafted bed clothes and laid themselves down.
"G'night Fi. Don't let those illegal dreams keep you awake." Miranda teased, as she rolled over and pulled her sheets up.
"Good night." Fiona laughed, and they both fell asleep under the peaceful sky of Rivendell.
