Chapter 3
Aragorn lead the group away from the House of Clouds at day light. In his mind flowed the beautiful image of Arwen. How he wished he was there by her side instead of striding along the fading lands of beauty.
For many days the group walked non stop until they reached a point when no one could no longer stand. Everyone was starving, but food was no where to be seen. At last, after 5 days, they reached a little town called "Harwne". The lord of the town welcomed them inside to feast. Anne was famished, the site of food made her crazy.
Anne gobbled her food.
" Do you not have any table manners?" Legolas asked, looking at her with disgust.
" Unfortunately I don't and I don't intend to!" Anne spat.
Legolas gave her a last glare and continued to eat on with the best table manners. Anne glared at him, she was jealous of his control , but then again, she knew he had a bad attitude.
On the other side of the table
Gandalf look at Anne was curious eyes. He concluded that she was simple, but extremely bad tempered. Gandalf can see that Anne was good, but was clumsy with mixed feeling and particularly light headed.
Anne finished eating her food and skipped down the hall to her room, she tripped twice and fell flat on her face once. As she tried to get up, someone snickered.
" Well, we see you aren't very well on your feet after all, milady." Legolas chucked.
" I see you aren't helping me up my lord." Anne said sourly.
Legolas went over to her side and pulled her to her feet.
" Just to tell you, your hair is a mess." Legolas said as he snickered off to the opposite hallway.
Anne straighten out herself and tried to fix her hair. She was furious at Legolas for making a fool of her. She continued to walk to her room.
Aragorn sat by his window of his room, he was thinking about the battle that will come. He was afraid to die for he will never see his beloved Arwen. If he won the war, then he would be king and by that time, he could marry Arwen and make her queen.
Gondor
" They have passed by here my king." The solider said.
" That silly girl, she won't manage without me, she will die for sure," king Auother said, " She is so impulsive, she can not think before she acts."
"My lord, I believe that your daughter is right this time, and she will show you that she is somebody." whispered a voice in the air.
The king turned around and saw whom the voice belonged to...
Authors note!
The main character in the story is like a Mary sue, but she isn't (believe me). She can't stand without falling on her bum. Its actually quite sad.
Aragorn lead the group away from the House of Clouds at day light. In his mind flowed the beautiful image of Arwen. How he wished he was there by her side instead of striding along the fading lands of beauty.
For many days the group walked non stop until they reached a point when no one could no longer stand. Everyone was starving, but food was no where to be seen. At last, after 5 days, they reached a little town called "Harwne". The lord of the town welcomed them inside to feast. Anne was famished, the site of food made her crazy.
Anne gobbled her food.
" Do you not have any table manners?" Legolas asked, looking at her with disgust.
" Unfortunately I don't and I don't intend to!" Anne spat.
Legolas gave her a last glare and continued to eat on with the best table manners. Anne glared at him, she was jealous of his control , but then again, she knew he had a bad attitude.
On the other side of the table
Gandalf look at Anne was curious eyes. He concluded that she was simple, but extremely bad tempered. Gandalf can see that Anne was good, but was clumsy with mixed feeling and particularly light headed.
Anne finished eating her food and skipped down the hall to her room, she tripped twice and fell flat on her face once. As she tried to get up, someone snickered.
" Well, we see you aren't very well on your feet after all, milady." Legolas chucked.
" I see you aren't helping me up my lord." Anne said sourly.
Legolas went over to her side and pulled her to her feet.
" Just to tell you, your hair is a mess." Legolas said as he snickered off to the opposite hallway.
Anne straighten out herself and tried to fix her hair. She was furious at Legolas for making a fool of her. She continued to walk to her room.
Aragorn sat by his window of his room, he was thinking about the battle that will come. He was afraid to die for he will never see his beloved Arwen. If he won the war, then he would be king and by that time, he could marry Arwen and make her queen.
Gondor
" They have passed by here my king." The solider said.
" That silly girl, she won't manage without me, she will die for sure," king Auother said, " She is so impulsive, she can not think before she acts."
"My lord, I believe that your daughter is right this time, and she will show you that she is somebody." whispered a voice in the air.
The king turned around and saw whom the voice belonged to...
Authors note!
The main character in the story is like a Mary sue, but she isn't (believe me). She can't stand without falling on her bum. Its actually quite sad.