Eldarion sat with his father in his room. They had been there for two hours discussing the events in the tower. Neither had come to a conclusion of what the soldier had meant by 'He mustn't find all the rings.' Aragorn stood from the stool where he had been sitting and said, 'Eldarion, your mother wishes to visit Rivendell. Her father has arranged meet her there. I believe you must pursue this clue given to us. It would be most wise to seek council from a friend of mine named Samwise. Many travelers go through Hobbiton and knows of the business around the parts. He may have heard something. If you will accompany your mother to Rivendell, Hobbiton is only four days ride further. The choice is yours however.'

Eldarion stood and replied to his father, 'I'll go. If I' lucky I might even wind up with my hands full of orc heads like you had.'

With a chuckle Aragorn said, 'Although hobbits are a peaceful folk, when it comes to adventure if one of them is in your company you can almost bet there will be danger.'

Ham, Bilbo, Merry, and Pippin arrived at the Took household within two hours using the family's ponies. Merry was the first to reach the door. With two knocks the door was open and their friend Faramir Took was standing in the frame. 'Come in my friends,' the Took said waving his arm inside.

'Thanks,' the hobbits said entering into the house (for the Tooks had never owned a hole).

The inside of the house was wonderful. It was arm thanks to the fire in the corner of the room and it was well furnished with chairs and couches. On one of the walls hung the coat-of-arms of Gondor; Pippin Took still was enlisted as a soldier.

Faramir turned to his guests; 'Your father is in the kitchen with my dad.'

Pippin smiled and said, 'It's like you read my mind. Thank you Faramir.'

The four walked down a hall and into a room, which was the kitchen. Their father, Sam, was sitting by a table while Pippin Took was helping his wife with supper.

'Pippin, while I was coming over here I ran over this log, and inside was what I think was an orc. Not the normal orc like we fought in Moria, but the strange ones that were in legion with Saruman. It fought with me and I eventually knocked it over. It took off into the woods and leaped onto a black horse, before riding away. This was no pony though it was a full breed horse.'

Pippin turned and looked at Sam, 'You mean you think there is a orc masquerading as a Ringwraith.'

'Yeah but that's not even the queerest thing. I found this once he left. It was in the foliage right where he had lain,' said Sam removing the ring from his pocket.

Pippin walked to Sam and picked it up.

'This is strange. These are dwarf runes aren't they?'

'I think so. The same looking runes were on the entrance door to Moria, remember.'

'Yeah.'

Pippin had it in his fingers slowly revolving it. 'If only we knew where Gimli was,' he muttered loud enough for Sam to here.

'I do know where Gimli is. He, with some other dwarfs reclaimed Moria. There is even some rumor of him finding a ring of power there.'

'Hey Dad,' said Merry who had just entered the room and shaken Sam from all thought of wandering orcs or dwarfish rings.

'Yes Merry.'

'We were wanting to know, what it means when Sting turns blue.'

Sam's face changed dramatically. 'Did it turn blue!?' he asked.

'Yeah, were went out hunting and it turned blue.'

'And then we saw this black rider pass by. He was a man from the looks of it,' Bilbo added in.

'I have to find out what all of this means,' Sam said to himself, 'Sons the sword turns blue when orcs are around.'

Pippin had thought right. That beast on the horse must've been an orc. He didn't see it fit to add that the sword turned back silver once the horse passed, his father seemed stressed enough.

Two days had passed and Eldarion was entering the Shire. It was night and he needed a place to stay. He shook the thought out of his mind, he must get to Hobbiton. An hour later fatigue was almost too much. He was half- asleep when he stopped by a house off the main road. He dismounted his horse and walked to the door of the house. He knocked.

The door opened and a hobbit was standing the doorframe.

'My name is Eldarion, may I please have shelter here tonight?'

'You're the prince of Gondor. Of course you shall stay here tonight. My father will be very pleased to meet you,' said Faramir warmly.