***Ok, so I have found myself at a loose end and thought I would add
another bit onto this. I'm not sure if it needs it but I feel like writing
and on reflection it is a little on the short side. Well, we shall see how
it goes!
Once again, I own nothing and I have less money now than I did when I wrote
the first chapter so please have mercy on me!***
The days passed slowly for the king of Mirkwood. He spent his days pouring over maps, attempting to track his son's progress. However, there are many roads to Mordor and there was no knowing which one the group were following. Very little was known of the quest which had taken his son so far away to such dangerous places. Thranduil knew only the names of those who accompanied him and though most of the names meant nothing to him, there was one which stood out and gave him a little comfort.
Mithrandir, or Gandalf the Grey as he was more commonly known. One who was experienced in matters such as this. Knowing that he would be giving guidance was a little consolation for the king, although he still feared for his son. He was well aware of the dangers which Legolas would have to face. His courtiers continually offered supportive comments, remarking on the young prince's archery skills but these did little to bring peace to the mind of Thranduil. He continued to blame himself for sending his son to the council.
Of the other members of the company, the king knew very little. However, he was not overly delighted when he was told that four out of the nine were of the race of hobbits. Halflings on a mission as dangerous as this! As if that was not enough, a dwarf was also present within the group. Thranduil honestly didn't know what to make of it all. Then there were the two men. Names had been given as well as race but he hadn't been concentrating on the details. All that concerned him was his son's well-being. The presence of Gandalf was reassuring, if only a little bit.
However, as Thranduil mused over these things, somewhere, far away from his realm of Mirkwood Gandalf the Grey was losing a battle with a Balrog.
***Yeah ok, so there are probably factual errors and I'm not overly sure about the grammar - I just finished writing an essay so the brain is a little exhausted. Please review if you have the time!***
The days passed slowly for the king of Mirkwood. He spent his days pouring over maps, attempting to track his son's progress. However, there are many roads to Mordor and there was no knowing which one the group were following. Very little was known of the quest which had taken his son so far away to such dangerous places. Thranduil knew only the names of those who accompanied him and though most of the names meant nothing to him, there was one which stood out and gave him a little comfort.
Mithrandir, or Gandalf the Grey as he was more commonly known. One who was experienced in matters such as this. Knowing that he would be giving guidance was a little consolation for the king, although he still feared for his son. He was well aware of the dangers which Legolas would have to face. His courtiers continually offered supportive comments, remarking on the young prince's archery skills but these did little to bring peace to the mind of Thranduil. He continued to blame himself for sending his son to the council.
Of the other members of the company, the king knew very little. However, he was not overly delighted when he was told that four out of the nine were of the race of hobbits. Halflings on a mission as dangerous as this! As if that was not enough, a dwarf was also present within the group. Thranduil honestly didn't know what to make of it all. Then there were the two men. Names had been given as well as race but he hadn't been concentrating on the details. All that concerned him was his son's well-being. The presence of Gandalf was reassuring, if only a little bit.
However, as Thranduil mused over these things, somewhere, far away from his realm of Mirkwood Gandalf the Grey was losing a battle with a Balrog.
***Yeah ok, so there are probably factual errors and I'm not overly sure about the grammar - I just finished writing an essay so the brain is a little exhausted. Please review if you have the time!***