A/N: I am very sorry it's been weeks since I last updated. That's all due to lack of time, laziness, and writer's block. VERY bad combination! I just got a couple of ideas that might add drama to things-and if the backspace key would stop sticking I might get something accomplished! Oh, well...looks like I'll have to use the delete key instead. This one is very short. Sorry! Enjoy.
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"So...now what?" Stacie asked the elf that stood over her.
"Now I am to take you to your room while the others find the elders and hold a counsel. Come, it is getting late and you are obviously tired."
"Gee, ya think?!" In his heart, Legolas felt sorry for the girl. He sensed in her heart much pain, sorrow, and above else...evil. Those her face did not show it.
He led her down long and elaborate hallways that lead to the guest rooms.
Galadriel and Elrond paused as Legolas passed them by with the one called Stacie.
"She cannot stay any longer. She must go at once!" Elrond said.
"Do not worry, friend. The matter shall soon be discussed. I know what you are thinking, and I feel the same." Galadriel responded.
In about half an hour, the counsel was seated and ready to discuss what was important at hand. Stacie.
"Thank you for coming at such a late hour. I know you all would have preferred to rest, but something, or someone, has come unexpected." Gandalf began. "That person is the maiden Stacie. She is from another world, I fear. Matters are all the more difficult."
"Yes, they are."
"Ah, the Lord Elrond. What say you on the matter?" Gandalf looked at his flustered friend.
"As I was walking with the Lady Galadriel, the young girl passed us. I sensed in her much evil. I can tell she is a murderer and a liar! A thief who steals lives." Elves all across the room muttered in agreement.
"Are you sure of this? And you, Lady?"
"I sensed the same." A grave and solemn look was on Galadriel's face. "Her heart is dark, her mind secretive. Though only a moment I saw her, her eyes beheld much. Her heart cries out for help, but it is too late for her." Gandalf shook his head.
"It is as I feared then. We shall interogate her in the morning."
"Why not now? Would it not be wise to rid ourselves of this evil before it grows?" Pippin asked.
"We shall give the young lady time to change, if such a thing is still possible. First, though, we must know the problem she beholds and understand it. We must go to the root. There is no need to take a life unless necessary, Master Took. For such things are priceless, and not replacable."
"She can't be all that bad, anyway." Merry said with a shrug.
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"So...now what?" Stacie asked the elf that stood over her.
"Now I am to take you to your room while the others find the elders and hold a counsel. Come, it is getting late and you are obviously tired."
"Gee, ya think?!" In his heart, Legolas felt sorry for the girl. He sensed in her heart much pain, sorrow, and above else...evil. Those her face did not show it.
He led her down long and elaborate hallways that lead to the guest rooms.
Galadriel and Elrond paused as Legolas passed them by with the one called Stacie.
"She cannot stay any longer. She must go at once!" Elrond said.
"Do not worry, friend. The matter shall soon be discussed. I know what you are thinking, and I feel the same." Galadriel responded.
In about half an hour, the counsel was seated and ready to discuss what was important at hand. Stacie.
"Thank you for coming at such a late hour. I know you all would have preferred to rest, but something, or someone, has come unexpected." Gandalf began. "That person is the maiden Stacie. She is from another world, I fear. Matters are all the more difficult."
"Yes, they are."
"Ah, the Lord Elrond. What say you on the matter?" Gandalf looked at his flustered friend.
"As I was walking with the Lady Galadriel, the young girl passed us. I sensed in her much evil. I can tell she is a murderer and a liar! A thief who steals lives." Elves all across the room muttered in agreement.
"Are you sure of this? And you, Lady?"
"I sensed the same." A grave and solemn look was on Galadriel's face. "Her heart is dark, her mind secretive. Though only a moment I saw her, her eyes beheld much. Her heart cries out for help, but it is too late for her." Gandalf shook his head.
"It is as I feared then. We shall interogate her in the morning."
"Why not now? Would it not be wise to rid ourselves of this evil before it grows?" Pippin asked.
"We shall give the young lady time to change, if such a thing is still possible. First, though, we must know the problem she beholds and understand it. We must go to the root. There is no need to take a life unless necessary, Master Took. For such things are priceless, and not replacable."
"She can't be all that bad, anyway." Merry said with a shrug.