Olla! I'm amazed at how fast I am getting this story typed!!! I mean, I have had 10 chapters on Memories Forgotten done for forever and I only have 4 typed and posted!!! Go figure!! Any who! I hope that I have you on your seat and wanting more! Ha, ha, ha! Funny huh? Oh yeah, Musicgirl, your question about his love life will be reveled later on so don't worry, and I don't remember your other question. Ooops! Sorry Sticky!!! Any ways, enjoy!!!! (The title, only Star Wars fans will recall Princess Laya's words to
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Ch. 3
Help Me Lord Elrond, You're My Only Hope!
'This is Larnidile, Figwit's son? He is to be my husband?' she looked at him with surprise.
'Yes, it is an honor to meet you, M' Lady,' stepped forward to kiss her pearl hand.
'The pleasure is all mine,' she smiled a smile brighter than the stars. Then her face turned gray and grim. 'But I am in a great urgency; I need to speak to your king Lord Elrond immediately!'
Father and son were taken aback by her mood change. Figwit expected a moment of happiness and joy for his son and soon to be daughter-in-law. As did Larnidile.
'What rushes you Lady Erile?' Figwit questioned.
'My father, the king of Bithrineal, is in great need of your king's armies. Our country is under attack. I also need help, for now the attackers know that I am here and have crossed the sea looking for me. Some have tried to attack me on the way. We must get to your king!'
Figwit rushed to get the horses back onto the road. 'How tired is your stead?' he questioned. As if to answer the majestic beast reared onto its hind legs.
'Not al all,' she smiled as she jumped upon the beast's back and patted its neck.
'Well then, let us go.' With that Figwti and Larnidile leaped upon their horses and were off.
Figwit lead the way though he could fill the agony of Erile's horse. He could tell that the horse longed to run faster. To be the leader. Figwit and Larnidile were just slowing it down.
Dust and rock were thrown up from the dirt road as rider upon horse sped down the trail to Rivendell.
Soon the scenery changed. The visible path ended and only the path in Figwit's head remained. They paused for a short break, only to allow their horses to regain their breath. 'Stay close, there is no path from here until Rivendell,' Figwit informed Erile. Once again they returned to their seats upon their horses. Figwit urged his horse on and they plunged into the dense forest.
They weaved in and out through trees. Animals stopped all around to look at the horn creature as it went by. Once the riders had passed murmurs could be heard form the birds and squirrels. 'It is he, from across the sea.'
For nearly an hour they did their dance in and out of the trees until at last a waterfall could be heard. The forest opened to the view of the great elven city Rivendell.
At last they reached the entrance to the city. 'Board the horses!' Figwit ordered his son as he jumped off his ride.
'But father!' the elf started to protest.
'Just do as I say! We cannot wait for the escorts to arrive!' he demanded more sternly.
'Let me take her to Elrond!'
'This concerns the army; I must talk to him,'
'I cannot wait to talk to you again, Larnidile. But now that you take my horse I must tell you, his name is Isilcú,' Erile said quickly, getting off her horse. She then whispered something in to the beast's ear. 'He will follow you. But be kind to him.'
Larnidile nodded. He then took his father and his own horse's reign in defeat and led them away. Isilcú followed him reluctantly for he did not like being away from Erile.
'Follow me!' Figwit raced down the hallway with the girl close on his hills.
Elves stepped quickly out of their way. Some stared at eh girl. Others stared at the usually calm Figwit that was in such a hurry.
Finally he rushed through gigantic wooden doors. They came into a large, pillared room. All was quiet except for a figure on the far end singing.
Figwit rushed up to him. 'M' Lord!' he said. 'M' Lord, we bring urgent news!'
'Go on,' the elf answered.
'Lady Erile's kingdom is under attack and now they have crossed the seas in search for her!'
'Really?!' his face twisted into concern.
'Yes, Your Majesty,' Erile stepped forward and bowed, 'Sir, when I left my kingdom we had received word that war was at hand, Shortly after I arrived in Gondor I received word from my father. The Carmîrians attacked our kingdom. They are now in search of me.'
'Why would they be coming for me?' Figwit interrupted. 'If you do not mind my asking, why waist all that time just to find you. They could already have siege over the city in the time that it would take.'
She laughed, 'You see, I am partly the cause of this war.'
'What do you mean?' Elrond questioned.
'Well, Alcarinul, the prince of the Carmîrians, asked for my hand in marriage, but I refused, He would not except my first answer and continued to write and send messages for several years. Towards the end he even tried to bribe my father, we have not herd from him since,'
'Well M' Lady, I can assure you that you will be protected here. Bu tone thing, according to our culture, if the bride is from another elvish city they are not allowed to see one another, after the first meeting until their wedding day.'
'But Sir, they barley spoke the first time,' Figwit started.
'Figwit those are our rules. I hope you can look over it, M' Lady.'
'I can.'
'I shall put you under the protection of our highest guard.'
'Thank you, Lord,' she bowed low.
'Figwit, step forward.'
'Yes, My Lord,' he said still mad at him.
'Do you care to do this?'
'No, I would be honored.'
'So be it.'
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