author: Jetty
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter five: Elrond Herth
After an hour of eating and talking, Legolas and Nendili walked out of the room through a back door that led them out into the sunlight once again. It was a pavillion, a gazebo of sorts in the center. They sat down on a small bench inside of the gazebo, no words traded between them. Nendili just watched him, a slight crinkle of thought in his brow. She could tell that this was important business with this 'Gandalf' character, so she didn't interupt his thoughts. Moments later, the old man who Legolas had been looking at in the dining hall was sitting himself down across from them, and standing his staff in the corner.
"Terribly fine morning, eh Legolas?" the man spoke, breaking the elf from his concentration.
"Tancave! How are you Gandalf?"
"Ah, about as well as could be expected. And you?"
"Fair, a little confused, but fair."
"Good, and you milady?" Gandalf smiled at Nendili.
"Good, I suppose." she answered.
"Splendid! Well then, let us get to business, shall we? Now, Nendili what do you remember about your journey to Middle-Earth?"
She looked at him for a moment and then thought about everything she could remember,
"I remember Clif, my brother trying to send Legolas back, in the woods... And he said some strange words, and then there was this blinding light. Then I woke up and we were here. In the forest..."
"These words he said, do you remember them?" he asked. She shook her head but Legolas began muttering to himself.
"I think I might..." he said, getting up and pacing.
"The first was Ambarto, i think."
"Yes, that would be the traveling part of the spell."
"The last two were, Edro, ernil... But not in that order. Ernil Edro."
Gandalf thought about this a moment and then looked at him, a smile playing upon his lips.
"Upwards-exalted prince and princess Open. Your brother was no sorceror, I can tell. The correct words were Ambarto Cundu Edro, that would've only transported Prince Legolas."
"But Sir, I am no princess." Nendili cut in, the only flaw to this explanation.
"Yes..." Gandalf said, again thinking, "This is what troubles me. Perhaps, if I had more time to think... But I have a feeling that we will be traveling sooner than expected. Oh, goodness look at the time, We all have a meeting to attend!"
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I just put up this chapter, because you all are like goling mad crazy, lol.
CHAPTER PREVIEW:
Council of Elrond, what will Nendili do when she finds out that her only hope of going home, and her Prince are going off to war?
-jetty
PS: i'll probly have chapter 7 up by at least sunday (my cousin's wedding is tommorow.)
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter five: Elrond Herth
After an hour of eating and talking, Legolas and Nendili walked out of the room through a back door that led them out into the sunlight once again. It was a pavillion, a gazebo of sorts in the center. They sat down on a small bench inside of the gazebo, no words traded between them. Nendili just watched him, a slight crinkle of thought in his brow. She could tell that this was important business with this 'Gandalf' character, so she didn't interupt his thoughts. Moments later, the old man who Legolas had been looking at in the dining hall was sitting himself down across from them, and standing his staff in the corner.
"Terribly fine morning, eh Legolas?" the man spoke, breaking the elf from his concentration.
"Tancave! How are you Gandalf?"
"Ah, about as well as could be expected. And you?"
"Fair, a little confused, but fair."
"Good, and you milady?" Gandalf smiled at Nendili.
"Good, I suppose." she answered.
"Splendid! Well then, let us get to business, shall we? Now, Nendili what do you remember about your journey to Middle-Earth?"
She looked at him for a moment and then thought about everything she could remember,
"I remember Clif, my brother trying to send Legolas back, in the woods... And he said some strange words, and then there was this blinding light. Then I woke up and we were here. In the forest..."
"These words he said, do you remember them?" he asked. She shook her head but Legolas began muttering to himself.
"I think I might..." he said, getting up and pacing.
"The first was Ambarto, i think."
"Yes, that would be the traveling part of the spell."
"The last two were, Edro, ernil... But not in that order. Ernil Edro."
Gandalf thought about this a moment and then looked at him, a smile playing upon his lips.
"Upwards-exalted prince and princess Open. Your brother was no sorceror, I can tell. The correct words were Ambarto Cundu Edro, that would've only transported Prince Legolas."
"But Sir, I am no princess." Nendili cut in, the only flaw to this explanation.
"Yes..." Gandalf said, again thinking, "This is what troubles me. Perhaps, if I had more time to think... But I have a feeling that we will be traveling sooner than expected. Oh, goodness look at the time, We all have a meeting to attend!"
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I just put up this chapter, because you all are like goling mad crazy, lol.
CHAPTER PREVIEW:
Council of Elrond, what will Nendili do when she finds out that her only hope of going home, and her Prince are going off to war?
-jetty
PS: i'll probly have chapter 7 up by at least sunday (my cousin's wedding is tommorow.)