Gwen tied her dark green cloak around her neck and pushed the hood
over her face as she stepped out into the sunlight. Frodo's house was
not far away, but she was not well recieved by most of the
inhabitants of the small village. Reighn would certainly not be
either. The other woman folowed suit and puller up the hood of her
cloak. They walked in silence, Reighn a few steps behind Gwen.
Gwens's thoughts turned everyway, but they all stopped at one
conclusion there was somethign amiss with her master. There had to
be
or she would have been free from her prison.
Gwen fingers felt into a fold in her dress and produced a key. SHe
fingered it and mumbled and few words silently, Reighn could almost
hear what was being said. As they aprouched the door took a deep
breath before pushing the key in the lock and turning it. She pushed
opened the door to a bleak and lifeless house. The fire was not
stiring in the hearth and no candles were lit. Gwen pulled back her
hood and stuffed the key in her folds.
"Frodo," her voice was gentle, yet still oud enough to carry through
the whole house. No voice answered her call. A chill ran up her
spine. "Frodo!" her voice was much mopre urgent. She untied her cloak
and let it drop to the ground. "Frodo!" She ran into the next room,
Reighn followed closely behind her.
Gwen covered her mouth to stifle the scream in her throat. SHe
dropped to her knees beside the couch. Her fingers went to the throat
of the pale hobbit. She sighed in relief as she felt the blood flow
through the veins. She put her hand to his forehead, he was burning
up. Gwen looked up at Reighn," We must take him to the elves, they
are the only ones who can help him. Legolas and Jariah are the only
ones I trust."