The next part is here. I hope you didn't have to wait too long.
I'm not very good at expressing feelings in words as you can tell. So just think of how you would feel if you were them and in their position.
I want to thank my wonderful reviewers for their support.
Midnight
Laicalasse
Europa
dana- I guess the clothing descriptions are rather confusing. Think of it this way. Their left leg is dressed in pants while the right is in shorts.
Kyani Star
THANKX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter One-They Join
Shortly after the council dispersed Lord Elrond led the Fellowship and the Keepers into the dinning hall. The hobbits had gotten over the initial shock and overall presence of the newcomers and proceeded to ask questions about their home, lives, and exactly what they were capable of. The Keepers just laughed at their eagerness and happily indulged them.
"We were trained in all types of weaponry. Including the weapons you use in this world," Karla said smiling.
Legolas, listening whole heartedly in enjoyment, noticed that the Keepers still had on their leather coats. He turned to Trinity who sat on his left. "Perhaps you would be more comfortable if you remove that," he suggested politely, pointing to the jacket.
Trinity looked down at herself and brought her eyes up to match his once again marveling at the brightness of them. "You're probably right."
She stood and walked away from the table so she would have more room. The others, realizing what she was doing, decided it was a good idea and began to do the same.
The surrounding people watched amazed as they opened the coats, never before seeing a zipper. The men were the first with theirs off. Underneath they wore black tee shirts, revealing their taunt muscles. Not many took much notice of this. After all they were males as well and all they showed were their arms. When the woman removed theirs they were once again taken aback at the amount of skin displayed. They wore black tank tops with a low neckline, revealing a modest amount of cleavage. The shirt was somewhat short and showed their midriffs.
Seeing the looks of shock they received they proceeded to look around them in confusion. In a few seconds. Jerrar's hazel eyes flashed with understanding.
He approached Camille. "I think you're showin' too much skin."
The blonde frowned and looked at the Fellowship. Each was politely looking at nothing but their faces, but she did notice that a few pairs of eyes would mindlessly drift lower.
"If you think this is bad," Karla addressed them, "You would have had a heart attack last month."
Brows drew together in interest.
"A while ago Trin had a small party to celebrate a successful mission and she got a little drunk," Jerrar explained.
Trinity's cheeks flushed in embarrassment and Adrian snorted.
"A little? She ran around the Pentagon butt naked!"
Trinity's drew in a breath and her green eyes widened. "I was not butt naked!" she argued, trying to salvage what was left of her pride. "I was in a towel."
"Oh, that's a whole lot better," the dark man replied sarcastically.
She suddenly smiled smugly and crossed her arms over her chest. "At least I didn't strip down to my boxers during a public event."
Adrian stuttered and Karla smiled. "I remember that," she said in a amused tone.
The Fellowship listened to the argument in entertainment, standing casually around the table, watching those before them.
"How was I supposed to know the punch would be spiked?!"
Trinity shrugged. "You should know better than to drink anything provided at a party," she informed casually.
Adrian gasped as he gawked at her. "It was a state dinner!" he shouted, wildly swing his arms. "Who would spike the punch at a state…" His question tapered off as all eyes turned to Trinity who smiled guiltily.
"Trin, why would you spike the punch at a state dinner?" Jerrar asked perplexed.
"Cause I thought it would be funny to see so many 'fancy' people drunk," she said casually. "Too bad no one but Adrian drank it."
"That's it!"
He lunged forward to grab the red headed woman who laughed and dodged out of his way.
"You know you're gonna have to do better than that."
"Trinity Faith! Get your scrawny ass back here!"
She stopped and turned around, her mouth gaping open. "My ass is not scrawny," she pouted, her lower lip sticking out adorably.
Her sudden babyish expression cooled Adrian's hot head and he sighed shaking his head.
Gandalf turned to Camille, a curious expression crossing his weathered features. "Does this happen often?"
The blonde nodded. "All the time."
Karla stuck her own bottom lip out thoughtfully. "It does provide us with entertainment."
"Unless we're caught in the middle of it," Jerrar added.
The two woman nodded. "Yeah."
Frodo watched them in silence. He couldn't help thinking how much of an asset they could be to the quest. However, he was not blind to the fact that the Keepers wished to have normal lives, inhibited by warfare. He could see their longing shining clearly in their haunted eyes. It was all they ever knew and they excepted their fate. But, he could not ask for their help. It was a burden he didn't want anyone to bear. The Fellowship had volunteered their strengths, he never asked them, so he would not ask the Keepers.
A silence filled the air and everyone looked around.
"Tomorrow we leave," Pippin blurted to break the quiet.
"Leave?" Karla questioned in shock. "Leave where?"
"I thought you would know," Gimli said skeptically.
"The Lord of the Rings trilogy is long," Camille replied. "We don't really have time to do much reading."
"We do know a little of the background," Jerrar confirmed. "If I'm not mistaken you are headed to Mordor, was it?"
"Gandalf," Boromir prompted.
The wizard sighed. "Perhaps it would be better if all were sitting."
Adrian shrugged and sat at the massive table, the others following suit.
Gandalf began to tell the tale of Sauron and the One Ring. He told them everything, up to why many different races were together in Rivendell in the first place. All the while they listened in silence absorbing it all rather valiantly. When he explained the quest of the Fellowship Trinity jumped from her seat.
"We're comin' too!"
"No!" Frodo looked up sharply.
"No?" Karla questioned, not understanding why he was so against them going.
Adrian stood and glared down at the troubled hobbit. "I really don't think you have any right to tell us what to do. There is only one we answer to, and you are not him." (Guess who)
Sam stood abruptly, his blue eyes shooting back and forth from the Keepers to the Fellowship. Though he was fairly certain that the other four young humans would keep a cool head, he was afraid of what the dark one would do if pushed. He looked down at his feet when all eyes turned to him.
"Speak up, Little Master," Gimli encouraged.
Sam bravely raised his head, yet avoiding Adrian's black eyes. "I think Mr. Frodo just doesn't want to place any more on your shoulders."
Frodo continued to gaze into Trinity's dark green eyes that held an inner pain that she refused to express. "You have enough to carry," he whispered, turning his head away from her.
A single tear trailed down her cheek as she kneeled to take him into her arms. She nuzzled his soft black curls as she cried silently into his hair.
Shocked, Legolas turned to Camille, who seemed to sense his apprehension.
"She can be very emotional at times. Especially when it concerns us."
Trinity pulled away from the hobbit slightly, staring into his burdened watery eyes she said, "It's something we want to do. It's who we are." She stood, wiping her own eyes and her smile returned, brightening the room once more. "Adrian's right. For once." She gave him a smirk and once again he lunged for her.
At this time Lord Elrond entered the room. He stopped at once and took in the scene before him with wide eyes.
Gandalf was sitting, his staff in his hand, as he watched smiling. Sam and Frodo were off to the side, out of the way. Their eyes darting to keep track of the dashing Keepers. Legolas, Aragorn, and Boromir stood still while Trinity weaved throughout them, staying just out of reach of Adrian. All the while the young man growled his annoyance at not being able to catch her. Trinity spun on her heels and headed to the opposite side of the room where Gimli, Merry and Pippin were. The three tried to move out of her path, but Gimli wasn't fast enough. The two humans continued to run about the room, zigzagging through the marble pillars, the red haired woman shouting apologizes at the dwarf who laid sprawled on the floor, much to the amusement of everyone. The other three Keepers were seated on the floor watching with a look that one would have if that had seen this many times before. Laughter echoed throughout the chamber.
'It is good to hear laughter in this dark time,' Elrond thought to himself, allowing a small smile to grace his face.
Trinity, seeing Elrond in the doorway, rushed towards him, her face bright, yet obviously looking for protection. He stood still as she bounded towards him. Taking his robes, she darted behind him and shouted, "Base!"
Adrian skidded to a halt in front of the elf lord, glaring at the head peaking out from under Elrond's arm. He straightened him self, his breathing only slightly uneven. "You can't hide behind him for long, Trinity."
"Watch me!" She blew a raspberry which sent him into an all new frenzy.
However, before he could spring to grasp her, Elrond's arms shot out to catch their arms. 'This is getting quite out of control," he thought, holding their arms gently, but firmly. "This is an adequate amount of foolishness."
Adrian glowered into Elrond's age filled eyes as if daring him to do anything, his face set into a scowl. The ancient elf stared back, his face as composed as ever. With this simple act Adrian's respect for the elf grew, and he nodded before turning to join the other Keepers. Eyes turned to Trinity who held her head in shame, her long bangs obscuring her face from view.
Elrond's eyes softened and he gently lifted her chin. Though her face was a perfect mask, her eyes shone brightly with only a tiny hint of actual indignity.
"The eyes are the windows to the soul," he whispered softly.
Jade eyes widened and she smiled sheepishly, moving to join her friends on the floor.
Elrond took a look around and spoke. "I came to inform you that lunch is soon to be served." For the first time he noticed the state of dress of the Keepers, but just shook his head, reminding himself that they were from a different world.
"Yes!" Merry and Pippin ran as fast as they could to the table. Frodo and Sam were soon behind them.
Jerrar chuckled as he stood with the others. "I think it's safe to say they like food."
Within a few minutes everyone was seated and the servants arrived carrying trays of elven cuisines.
"I'm starved!" Trinity shouted while staring at the food, smiling at the beautiful maidens serving her, who soon left with Elrond.
"Have you skipped breakfast then, Lady?" Merry inquired from across the table.
"Just Trinity please, and yes. I was too busy staring at a big red button this morning to eat somethin'. Last night I didn't get anything either. Somebody," Here she shot Karla a meaningful look, "Led a couple enemy soldiers to our hideout."
"You're still going on about that? I said I was sorry. What more do you want form me?"
"More caution! You allowed yourself to be followed. That is unacceptable for one of us!"
"I did not *let* myself be followed! As if I would ever do such a thing!"
Though she fought against it Karla's face held a pained expression. At once Trinity calmed down.
"I'm sorry, K. It's just... That was close. Too close. None of us can afford to be sloppy."
Near the end of the table Gandalf and Aragorn were talking.
"It is amazing how she seems to be two different people at once."
Gandalf nodded, looking at the Keeper's leader as she nibbled on a piece of bread. "She changes into what the situation demands of her. She was raised and trained as a warrior, a leader, but her nature is to be a carefree innocent."
Boromir and Gimli soon joined in the conversation, standing around the two.
"It seems the elf has taken to the leading Keeper," Gimli observed.
"Indeed," Boromir agreed. "Is he infatuated often?"
Aragorn shook his head, his dark brow furrowing. "Never that I've known him."
Meanwhile, on the other end of the table, a different conversation was going on. Trinity listened completely enthralled as Legolas told her of his home. The lightened caves and beautiful forests. He continued to tell of his home, marveling at how her eyes shone with curiosity. He watched as Pippin gently tapped her bare arm. Her attention turning away from him, Legolas proceeded to ask Camille a question that had burned in his mind since it happened.
"I am not certain what went on between Lord Elrond and Adrian."
Camille took a sip of her wine and answered, "There's a pretty easy answer for that. He stood up to him."
The elf's dark brows came together in confusion. "I'm afraid I do not understand."
"Not many people have the guts to look directly into Adrian's eyes," Jerrar joined. "But, if you manage, you earn his admiration and respect for life."
"In other words, he likes ya," Camille added. "It takes a lot to warrant his respect."
An elven maiden returned once more to serve more wine, when Trinity stopped her.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what this is?" she asked politely, holding up a small piece of bread.
The dark haired elf smiled. "Tis Lambas, my lady. The smallest bite can fill the stomach of a grown man."
Trinity's green eyes widened in shock and she bobbed her head. The she-elf turned and left. She continued to stare at the bread in her hand before leaning over to Pippin.
"How many did you eat?" she questioned in a whisper, though loud enough for Legolas' keen ears to hear her.
"Four." The halfling watched as she sighed and relaxed.
"Whew. I thought I was bad."
"How many did you have?" he asked in turn.
"One and a half."
"That's pretty good for a human," Merry offered.
The woman beamed proudly. "Thanks!"
"From what I gather," Adrian began loudly, gaining everyone's attention, "Trin's eaten, by herself, enough to feed a troop of at least fifty."
Complete silence took hold of the room and Trinity was, once again, the center of attention.
"Hey!" she shouted in mock anger. "I'll have you know it takes a lot of energy being me! If you think being one of the toughest soldiers in the world, at my age, is easy, you got another thing comin'!"
"Chill out, Trin," Karla laughed. "But, according to the maid, it takes one bite to fill a grown man."
"I'm not a grown man," she replied blankly.
Jerrar sighed and dropped his head onto the table. "Just drop it."
"Ooh. Someone's cranky."
Jerrar lifted his head just enough to send Trinity a glare.
"Okay, shuttin' up."
Legolas continued to watch Trinity as she ate and laughed. It was hard to believe that she was actually quite deadly. She was small, though fully grown. Her fiery red hair and dark jade eyes contrasted greatly with her pale skin, a few light freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. She was not the most beautiful female he had ever had the privilege of setting eyes upon, but absolutely gorgeous nonetheless. Now that he thought about it, all the Keepers were beautiful in their own ways.
Jerrar was light hearted, and it showed in his easy smile. His eyes, a color he had never before seen, was a mixture of green and brown, with a hint of golden. Adrian was indeed dark. His ebony eyes took in all detail and his short hair was slightly spiked on top. It showed that he deeply cared for his fellow Keepers, though he was gruff and rude. They understood him. Karla was another oddity to him. Her dark hair held a curl like none he had ever seen. In the ponytail she had it in, her hair slightly resembled a bush. Her eyes were brown as well; uncommon in Middle Earth. She was open, though not as much as Trinity, she seemed to keep her personal feelings to herself. She probably only spoke of such things when no stranger was present. Last of all was Camille. Her blonde hair held a hint of auburn and her eyes were as blue as the morning sky. He noticed that when someone had a question most of the time they would automatically ask her, including himself. Indeed, they were all truly beautiful, both inside and out.
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Chapter One is complete! I am so proud of myself!
Anyway, you might notice I'm going with the movie version right now. I can't help it! My book is 1,000 miles away from me and I can't get to it 'till Christmas. Any tips would be GREATLY appreciated.
One more thing. Should this have a happy ending?
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P.S. If you want something to read inbetween chapters, just go to my pen name under find. My very first story At Long Last is completed. Please read it and review. Tell me what you think.
See ya next time.
I'm not very good at expressing feelings in words as you can tell. So just think of how you would feel if you were them and in their position.
I want to thank my wonderful reviewers for their support.
Midnight
Laicalasse
Europa
dana- I guess the clothing descriptions are rather confusing. Think of it this way. Their left leg is dressed in pants while the right is in shorts.
Kyani Star
THANKX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter One-They Join
Shortly after the council dispersed Lord Elrond led the Fellowship and the Keepers into the dinning hall. The hobbits had gotten over the initial shock and overall presence of the newcomers and proceeded to ask questions about their home, lives, and exactly what they were capable of. The Keepers just laughed at their eagerness and happily indulged them.
"We were trained in all types of weaponry. Including the weapons you use in this world," Karla said smiling.
Legolas, listening whole heartedly in enjoyment, noticed that the Keepers still had on their leather coats. He turned to Trinity who sat on his left. "Perhaps you would be more comfortable if you remove that," he suggested politely, pointing to the jacket.
Trinity looked down at herself and brought her eyes up to match his once again marveling at the brightness of them. "You're probably right."
She stood and walked away from the table so she would have more room. The others, realizing what she was doing, decided it was a good idea and began to do the same.
The surrounding people watched amazed as they opened the coats, never before seeing a zipper. The men were the first with theirs off. Underneath they wore black tee shirts, revealing their taunt muscles. Not many took much notice of this. After all they were males as well and all they showed were their arms. When the woman removed theirs they were once again taken aback at the amount of skin displayed. They wore black tank tops with a low neckline, revealing a modest amount of cleavage. The shirt was somewhat short and showed their midriffs.
Seeing the looks of shock they received they proceeded to look around them in confusion. In a few seconds. Jerrar's hazel eyes flashed with understanding.
He approached Camille. "I think you're showin' too much skin."
The blonde frowned and looked at the Fellowship. Each was politely looking at nothing but their faces, but she did notice that a few pairs of eyes would mindlessly drift lower.
"If you think this is bad," Karla addressed them, "You would have had a heart attack last month."
Brows drew together in interest.
"A while ago Trin had a small party to celebrate a successful mission and she got a little drunk," Jerrar explained.
Trinity's cheeks flushed in embarrassment and Adrian snorted.
"A little? She ran around the Pentagon butt naked!"
Trinity's drew in a breath and her green eyes widened. "I was not butt naked!" she argued, trying to salvage what was left of her pride. "I was in a towel."
"Oh, that's a whole lot better," the dark man replied sarcastically.
She suddenly smiled smugly and crossed her arms over her chest. "At least I didn't strip down to my boxers during a public event."
Adrian stuttered and Karla smiled. "I remember that," she said in a amused tone.
The Fellowship listened to the argument in entertainment, standing casually around the table, watching those before them.
"How was I supposed to know the punch would be spiked?!"
Trinity shrugged. "You should know better than to drink anything provided at a party," she informed casually.
Adrian gasped as he gawked at her. "It was a state dinner!" he shouted, wildly swing his arms. "Who would spike the punch at a state…" His question tapered off as all eyes turned to Trinity who smiled guiltily.
"Trin, why would you spike the punch at a state dinner?" Jerrar asked perplexed.
"Cause I thought it would be funny to see so many 'fancy' people drunk," she said casually. "Too bad no one but Adrian drank it."
"That's it!"
He lunged forward to grab the red headed woman who laughed and dodged out of his way.
"You know you're gonna have to do better than that."
"Trinity Faith! Get your scrawny ass back here!"
She stopped and turned around, her mouth gaping open. "My ass is not scrawny," she pouted, her lower lip sticking out adorably.
Her sudden babyish expression cooled Adrian's hot head and he sighed shaking his head.
Gandalf turned to Camille, a curious expression crossing his weathered features. "Does this happen often?"
The blonde nodded. "All the time."
Karla stuck her own bottom lip out thoughtfully. "It does provide us with entertainment."
"Unless we're caught in the middle of it," Jerrar added.
The two woman nodded. "Yeah."
Frodo watched them in silence. He couldn't help thinking how much of an asset they could be to the quest. However, he was not blind to the fact that the Keepers wished to have normal lives, inhibited by warfare. He could see their longing shining clearly in their haunted eyes. It was all they ever knew and they excepted their fate. But, he could not ask for their help. It was a burden he didn't want anyone to bear. The Fellowship had volunteered their strengths, he never asked them, so he would not ask the Keepers.
A silence filled the air and everyone looked around.
"Tomorrow we leave," Pippin blurted to break the quiet.
"Leave?" Karla questioned in shock. "Leave where?"
"I thought you would know," Gimli said skeptically.
"The Lord of the Rings trilogy is long," Camille replied. "We don't really have time to do much reading."
"We do know a little of the background," Jerrar confirmed. "If I'm not mistaken you are headed to Mordor, was it?"
"Gandalf," Boromir prompted.
The wizard sighed. "Perhaps it would be better if all were sitting."
Adrian shrugged and sat at the massive table, the others following suit.
Gandalf began to tell the tale of Sauron and the One Ring. He told them everything, up to why many different races were together in Rivendell in the first place. All the while they listened in silence absorbing it all rather valiantly. When he explained the quest of the Fellowship Trinity jumped from her seat.
"We're comin' too!"
"No!" Frodo looked up sharply.
"No?" Karla questioned, not understanding why he was so against them going.
Adrian stood and glared down at the troubled hobbit. "I really don't think you have any right to tell us what to do. There is only one we answer to, and you are not him." (Guess who)
Sam stood abruptly, his blue eyes shooting back and forth from the Keepers to the Fellowship. Though he was fairly certain that the other four young humans would keep a cool head, he was afraid of what the dark one would do if pushed. He looked down at his feet when all eyes turned to him.
"Speak up, Little Master," Gimli encouraged.
Sam bravely raised his head, yet avoiding Adrian's black eyes. "I think Mr. Frodo just doesn't want to place any more on your shoulders."
Frodo continued to gaze into Trinity's dark green eyes that held an inner pain that she refused to express. "You have enough to carry," he whispered, turning his head away from her.
A single tear trailed down her cheek as she kneeled to take him into her arms. She nuzzled his soft black curls as she cried silently into his hair.
Shocked, Legolas turned to Camille, who seemed to sense his apprehension.
"She can be very emotional at times. Especially when it concerns us."
Trinity pulled away from the hobbit slightly, staring into his burdened watery eyes she said, "It's something we want to do. It's who we are." She stood, wiping her own eyes and her smile returned, brightening the room once more. "Adrian's right. For once." She gave him a smirk and once again he lunged for her.
At this time Lord Elrond entered the room. He stopped at once and took in the scene before him with wide eyes.
Gandalf was sitting, his staff in his hand, as he watched smiling. Sam and Frodo were off to the side, out of the way. Their eyes darting to keep track of the dashing Keepers. Legolas, Aragorn, and Boromir stood still while Trinity weaved throughout them, staying just out of reach of Adrian. All the while the young man growled his annoyance at not being able to catch her. Trinity spun on her heels and headed to the opposite side of the room where Gimli, Merry and Pippin were. The three tried to move out of her path, but Gimli wasn't fast enough. The two humans continued to run about the room, zigzagging through the marble pillars, the red haired woman shouting apologizes at the dwarf who laid sprawled on the floor, much to the amusement of everyone. The other three Keepers were seated on the floor watching with a look that one would have if that had seen this many times before. Laughter echoed throughout the chamber.
'It is good to hear laughter in this dark time,' Elrond thought to himself, allowing a small smile to grace his face.
Trinity, seeing Elrond in the doorway, rushed towards him, her face bright, yet obviously looking for protection. He stood still as she bounded towards him. Taking his robes, she darted behind him and shouted, "Base!"
Adrian skidded to a halt in front of the elf lord, glaring at the head peaking out from under Elrond's arm. He straightened him self, his breathing only slightly uneven. "You can't hide behind him for long, Trinity."
"Watch me!" She blew a raspberry which sent him into an all new frenzy.
However, before he could spring to grasp her, Elrond's arms shot out to catch their arms. 'This is getting quite out of control," he thought, holding their arms gently, but firmly. "This is an adequate amount of foolishness."
Adrian glowered into Elrond's age filled eyes as if daring him to do anything, his face set into a scowl. The ancient elf stared back, his face as composed as ever. With this simple act Adrian's respect for the elf grew, and he nodded before turning to join the other Keepers. Eyes turned to Trinity who held her head in shame, her long bangs obscuring her face from view.
Elrond's eyes softened and he gently lifted her chin. Though her face was a perfect mask, her eyes shone brightly with only a tiny hint of actual indignity.
"The eyes are the windows to the soul," he whispered softly.
Jade eyes widened and she smiled sheepishly, moving to join her friends on the floor.
Elrond took a look around and spoke. "I came to inform you that lunch is soon to be served." For the first time he noticed the state of dress of the Keepers, but just shook his head, reminding himself that they were from a different world.
"Yes!" Merry and Pippin ran as fast as they could to the table. Frodo and Sam were soon behind them.
Jerrar chuckled as he stood with the others. "I think it's safe to say they like food."
Within a few minutes everyone was seated and the servants arrived carrying trays of elven cuisines.
"I'm starved!" Trinity shouted while staring at the food, smiling at the beautiful maidens serving her, who soon left with Elrond.
"Have you skipped breakfast then, Lady?" Merry inquired from across the table.
"Just Trinity please, and yes. I was too busy staring at a big red button this morning to eat somethin'. Last night I didn't get anything either. Somebody," Here she shot Karla a meaningful look, "Led a couple enemy soldiers to our hideout."
"You're still going on about that? I said I was sorry. What more do you want form me?"
"More caution! You allowed yourself to be followed. That is unacceptable for one of us!"
"I did not *let* myself be followed! As if I would ever do such a thing!"
Though she fought against it Karla's face held a pained expression. At once Trinity calmed down.
"I'm sorry, K. It's just... That was close. Too close. None of us can afford to be sloppy."
Near the end of the table Gandalf and Aragorn were talking.
"It is amazing how she seems to be two different people at once."
Gandalf nodded, looking at the Keeper's leader as she nibbled on a piece of bread. "She changes into what the situation demands of her. She was raised and trained as a warrior, a leader, but her nature is to be a carefree innocent."
Boromir and Gimli soon joined in the conversation, standing around the two.
"It seems the elf has taken to the leading Keeper," Gimli observed.
"Indeed," Boromir agreed. "Is he infatuated often?"
Aragorn shook his head, his dark brow furrowing. "Never that I've known him."
Meanwhile, on the other end of the table, a different conversation was going on. Trinity listened completely enthralled as Legolas told her of his home. The lightened caves and beautiful forests. He continued to tell of his home, marveling at how her eyes shone with curiosity. He watched as Pippin gently tapped her bare arm. Her attention turning away from him, Legolas proceeded to ask Camille a question that had burned in his mind since it happened.
"I am not certain what went on between Lord Elrond and Adrian."
Camille took a sip of her wine and answered, "There's a pretty easy answer for that. He stood up to him."
The elf's dark brows came together in confusion. "I'm afraid I do not understand."
"Not many people have the guts to look directly into Adrian's eyes," Jerrar joined. "But, if you manage, you earn his admiration and respect for life."
"In other words, he likes ya," Camille added. "It takes a lot to warrant his respect."
An elven maiden returned once more to serve more wine, when Trinity stopped her.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what this is?" she asked politely, holding up a small piece of bread.
The dark haired elf smiled. "Tis Lambas, my lady. The smallest bite can fill the stomach of a grown man."
Trinity's green eyes widened in shock and she bobbed her head. The she-elf turned and left. She continued to stare at the bread in her hand before leaning over to Pippin.
"How many did you eat?" she questioned in a whisper, though loud enough for Legolas' keen ears to hear her.
"Four." The halfling watched as she sighed and relaxed.
"Whew. I thought I was bad."
"How many did you have?" he asked in turn.
"One and a half."
"That's pretty good for a human," Merry offered.
The woman beamed proudly. "Thanks!"
"From what I gather," Adrian began loudly, gaining everyone's attention, "Trin's eaten, by herself, enough to feed a troop of at least fifty."
Complete silence took hold of the room and Trinity was, once again, the center of attention.
"Hey!" she shouted in mock anger. "I'll have you know it takes a lot of energy being me! If you think being one of the toughest soldiers in the world, at my age, is easy, you got another thing comin'!"
"Chill out, Trin," Karla laughed. "But, according to the maid, it takes one bite to fill a grown man."
"I'm not a grown man," she replied blankly.
Jerrar sighed and dropped his head onto the table. "Just drop it."
"Ooh. Someone's cranky."
Jerrar lifted his head just enough to send Trinity a glare.
"Okay, shuttin' up."
Legolas continued to watch Trinity as she ate and laughed. It was hard to believe that she was actually quite deadly. She was small, though fully grown. Her fiery red hair and dark jade eyes contrasted greatly with her pale skin, a few light freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. She was not the most beautiful female he had ever had the privilege of setting eyes upon, but absolutely gorgeous nonetheless. Now that he thought about it, all the Keepers were beautiful in their own ways.
Jerrar was light hearted, and it showed in his easy smile. His eyes, a color he had never before seen, was a mixture of green and brown, with a hint of golden. Adrian was indeed dark. His ebony eyes took in all detail and his short hair was slightly spiked on top. It showed that he deeply cared for his fellow Keepers, though he was gruff and rude. They understood him. Karla was another oddity to him. Her dark hair held a curl like none he had ever seen. In the ponytail she had it in, her hair slightly resembled a bush. Her eyes were brown as well; uncommon in Middle Earth. She was open, though not as much as Trinity, she seemed to keep her personal feelings to herself. She probably only spoke of such things when no stranger was present. Last of all was Camille. Her blonde hair held a hint of auburn and her eyes were as blue as the morning sky. He noticed that when someone had a question most of the time they would automatically ask her, including himself. Indeed, they were all truly beautiful, both inside and out.
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Chapter One is complete! I am so proud of myself!
Anyway, you might notice I'm going with the movie version right now. I can't help it! My book is 1,000 miles away from me and I can't get to it 'till Christmas. Any tips would be GREATLY appreciated.
One more thing. Should this have a happy ending?
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P.S. If you want something to read inbetween chapters, just go to my pen name under find. My very first story At Long Last is completed. Please read it and review. Tell me what you think.
See ya next time.