LotL: Once again, I am back. If you want a disclaimer look back at Chapter 1 or 2, okay? AND MORE REVIEWS!!
Sal: Am I in this Chapter?
LotL: Maybe, maybe not. If you're at Rivendell, then yes, unless I twist if s'more. Um, sorry to all ya Arwen lover's, but she didn't go out and meet the beginings of the Fellowship. My wonderful friend Ademia took her place.
Mia: Yeah!
LotL: Stow it!
Mia: Okay
Sal *pushing the authour and co-charictor person back*: to the story.
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Ademia winced, the wet rag pulled at her already torn skin.
"Are you sure?" Salansa asked worried.
"I'm sure. If it had been mongul I'd have white around the cut, or at least black, and be as deliours as the hobbit," Ademia said.
"Mia, there's rust in the cut. It will take forever to get it all out," Salansa warned.
"Then get it out!" Mia said.
Salansa took her dagger and cut new strips of skin out around the cut. Then she took the bandage and tied it tightly. "There. That should hold it for a while."
"Sal you never told me you were going to cut my back open!"
"It was the only way without me putting my fingers in the cut and getting it even more torn and infected."
A maid came in. "Lady Ademia? Lady Salansa? The Lord Elrond has called a council, you are to come. In full travel attire."
"Very well. Thank you."
Sal helped Mia pull the shirt up over the wound. The two of them walked to the meeting. "Lord Elrond," Mia said bowing.
He nodded to her. "And your wound?"
"Healing," she replied, wincing.
He shook his head. "You are just as bad at lying as you were last time, Lady Ademia."
"Yes, I know."
Sal led her to her seat. The two of them sat down. "We have come on the matter of the one ring."
'Blah, blah,' she thought.
"Now we come to the Lady Ademia's story."
Mia stood up, and told her story. At the end there were some murmurings of discontent.
"Lady Ademia, why did they not stab you with the mongul knife?" one of the men asked.
"They thought me dead," she replied.
Sal stood up. "The Lady Ademia has been stabbed with them before. One time, she was not within her own healing, nor the Lord Elrond's. Why I found her she was nearly all wraith, but resisting. It had been over a month, the felt not safe trying to turn her again."
"How can we be sure?" another man said.
Mia cocked her head. "Do you not trust elves?"
"They are known for their mockery, and females hold little or no rank," this one she recognized as Boromir.
"Lord Boromir, you have narrowed views. If-"
"I warn you, do not provoke the lady. She has a sharp tongue and sharp steel on her side," Mia looked to the speaker.
*I thank you for that Prince Legolas,* Mia said sarcasticly.
Sal grabbed Mia and sat her down quickly before her tongue could run away with her.
Mia sat calmly through the announcements, sitting calmly until she heard Frodo's voice.
After they all pledged.
"My Lord Elrond. I have a request."
"No," he said.
"Why not?"
"Because, you are a woman, needed here for our battlements."
"I am not needed for battlements," Mia said. "And I am as worthy as any male here."
He sighed, looking graver (is that a word?) than ususal. "Very well, Lady Ademia. You may go. The ten walkers."
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LotL: There! Here it is! The long awaited (maybe) Chapter 3!!!
Sal: NOW WE NEED MORE REVIEWS OR WE DON'T PUT OUT CHAPTER 4! GOT IT PEOPLE?!?!
Sal: Am I in this Chapter?
LotL: Maybe, maybe not. If you're at Rivendell, then yes, unless I twist if s'more. Um, sorry to all ya Arwen lover's, but she didn't go out and meet the beginings of the Fellowship. My wonderful friend Ademia took her place.
Mia: Yeah!
LotL: Stow it!
Mia: Okay
Sal *pushing the authour and co-charictor person back*: to the story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ademia winced, the wet rag pulled at her already torn skin.
"Are you sure?" Salansa asked worried.
"I'm sure. If it had been mongul I'd have white around the cut, or at least black, and be as deliours as the hobbit," Ademia said.
"Mia, there's rust in the cut. It will take forever to get it all out," Salansa warned.
"Then get it out!" Mia said.
Salansa took her dagger and cut new strips of skin out around the cut. Then she took the bandage and tied it tightly. "There. That should hold it for a while."
"Sal you never told me you were going to cut my back open!"
"It was the only way without me putting my fingers in the cut and getting it even more torn and infected."
A maid came in. "Lady Ademia? Lady Salansa? The Lord Elrond has called a council, you are to come. In full travel attire."
"Very well. Thank you."
Sal helped Mia pull the shirt up over the wound. The two of them walked to the meeting. "Lord Elrond," Mia said bowing.
He nodded to her. "And your wound?"
"Healing," she replied, wincing.
He shook his head. "You are just as bad at lying as you were last time, Lady Ademia."
"Yes, I know."
Sal led her to her seat. The two of them sat down. "We have come on the matter of the one ring."
'Blah, blah,' she thought.
"Now we come to the Lady Ademia's story."
Mia stood up, and told her story. At the end there were some murmurings of discontent.
"Lady Ademia, why did they not stab you with the mongul knife?" one of the men asked.
"They thought me dead," she replied.
Sal stood up. "The Lady Ademia has been stabbed with them before. One time, she was not within her own healing, nor the Lord Elrond's. Why I found her she was nearly all wraith, but resisting. It had been over a month, the felt not safe trying to turn her again."
"How can we be sure?" another man said.
Mia cocked her head. "Do you not trust elves?"
"They are known for their mockery, and females hold little or no rank," this one she recognized as Boromir.
"Lord Boromir, you have narrowed views. If-"
"I warn you, do not provoke the lady. She has a sharp tongue and sharp steel on her side," Mia looked to the speaker.
*I thank you for that Prince Legolas,* Mia said sarcasticly.
Sal grabbed Mia and sat her down quickly before her tongue could run away with her.
Mia sat calmly through the announcements, sitting calmly until she heard Frodo's voice.
After they all pledged.
"My Lord Elrond. I have a request."
"No," he said.
"Why not?"
"Because, you are a woman, needed here for our battlements."
"I am not needed for battlements," Mia said. "And I am as worthy as any male here."
He sighed, looking graver (is that a word?) than ususal. "Very well, Lady Ademia. You may go. The ten walkers."
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LotL: There! Here it is! The long awaited (maybe) Chapter 3!!!
Sal: NOW WE NEED MORE REVIEWS OR WE DON'T PUT OUT CHAPTER 4! GOT IT PEOPLE?!?!