Title: Chiaro Scuro
Author: Elladan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Estel is constantly being teased and bullied for being adan. One day the teasing goes too far, but Estel is convinced that he can find a solution for the treatment without the help of his family. The only problem is that his solution does everything but make his life simpler.
Disclaimer: I am not making any money off this and I am only borrowing Tolkien's characters for a little fun.
A/N: I know, I know, I am a bad author. It has taken me three weeks to get this next chapter out and I am really sorry. I swear that I will never again post a WIP. I could give you guys a bunch of excuses, but the truth is I just have been really busy and not home much. Oh well, this chapter is a little weird, but I couldn't help it. Thanks to all who reviewed and I hope you all enjoy it.
Chapter 6
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'Fifteen cups.' Elrond mentally tallied with grim amusement. The steam from the hot liquid rose, carrying with it the invigorating scents of herbs. He slowly sipped the strong tea and watched his sleeping sons. Both were lounging on the couch with books and papers surrounding them. Elrohir's head rested on Elladan's shoulder, while his own hung forward against his chest. When Elrond had shared the news about Estel, the twins had immediately volunteered to aid him in his research, but both had fallen asleep sometime during the long night. He rubbed his tired eyes with his hand before following the patterns of the early morning light as it flicked from behind the breeze blown curtains. The elven lord sighed softly and moved the book from his lap to the table. It would soon be time to leave and the three had uncovered very little information concerning, as the elven children put it, 'i mor adan' (the dark man). Taking another mouthful of tea, Elrond's mind began to wander.
*flashback*
"Ada," a four-year old Estel asked, "why don't I have pointy ears like you, Eldan, and Elhir?"
The young boy was sitting in Elrond's lap as the elf finished a story. Elrond's eyebrows rose in his characteristic expression of surprise. He looked into the small gray eyes as they blinked in silent anticipation.
"Your ears are not pointed, ninion, because you are an adan and your brothers and I are elves." Elrond said cautiously. He chose his words with care, for it was important that Estel not misunderstand them. The boy's face crumpled in worry and concentration.
"Does mean we aren't the same?" he questioned innocently.
"Aye, on the outside we differ, but inside we are very much alike. And tis what is inside that counts." he replied. Then he took Estel's small hand and placed it over his heart.
"What do you feel?"
"Ada's heart." Estel answered. Elrond then moved the hand over to the boy's chest.
"My heart." he whispered.
"Do you understand, titta mine?"
Estel nodded and with a big smile wrapped his arms around Elrond in a hug.
"Mela Ada, enquenye si!" he exclaimed. The Lord of Imladris laughed and began another story. (I love you Ada, now say it(story) again.)
*end flashback*
Elrond set his warm mug on the table and rose from his chair. Briefly he contemplated waking his sons with a pitcher full of water, but quickly dismissed that tactic as too childish. Instead he began to sing softly as he moved about the room. He had often waked the twins this way when they were young elflings. Pouring two more cups of tea, he heard the sounds of the boys waking. As soon as he had finished, he stopped singing and turned around to hand each elf a cup. Both smiled and nodded in appreciation. Each drank the tea while trying to work out the soreness in their necks left from their sleeping positions.
"M?n romen, ninioni. Teler linte, an Estel hira esses per lúmen? merium celmet.*" Elladan nodded in understanding and hesitated a moment before voicing his concern.
"Adar, I fear for Estel. We know not where he is, what has happened to him, if he is hurt, or even is he is." Elladan trailed off, unwilling to put into words his worst fear.
"You speak for us all, but know that we will find him and do not yet fear his death." Elrond comforted. "Now go and prepare to leave, and do not think these thoughts now. You both must stay strong for his sake and ours."
Elladan and Elrohir set their empty mugs on the serving tray and hurried to their rooms to pack. As they left, Elrond gathered the journal and a satchel of herbs before heading to his own room.
After he had completed his packing, he carried his bundle down stairs and immediately saw the three children waiting in the greeting hall. They were standing close together looking both grave and scared. He smiled slightly and pulled a map from one of his inner pockets as he approached them. Before they could speak, Elrond held up a hand for silence.
"Children, I am sorry, I had never intended to make you accompany us today. I would only ask that you mark on this map the location of clearing." he spoke gently and evenly so as not to frighten them. The boys visibly relaxed with his words and quickly circled the spot on the map with an offered pencil. When they were done not one said a word, but only looked at Elrond in anticipation.
"I thank you, young ones. Now, go home and return to your fathers, you have had enough adventures for one week." The words had hardly left his mouth before all three boys quickly took their leave.
(*Good sunrise, my sons. Finish swiftly, for we will go away to find Estel in half an hour.)
* * * * *
As the group of elves left the gates of Imladris, the eyes watched silently from the surrounding trees. Elrond knew they were there, he could feel them following his back. He neither turned around nor acknowledged their presence, but focused on the task ahead. He knew he could not stop them from seeing, only from understanding.
Suddenly he signaled for a stop. The group divided into thirds, each containing a member of the royal family and three warriors. Abruptly, Elladan shoved his way to his father and they acted out a heated conversation. It escalated into an argument and ended as Elrond loudly ordered Elladan and his group to return home. As the three sets of elves split apart and began to travel in different directions, Elrond allowed himself a small smile. The eyes could only watch one group at a time. What they did see would confuse them, and what they did not see would destroy them.
* * * * *
Estel weakly tried to pull away from the hand, but his scorched mind could not seem to convince his aching body to move.
"Tis fine, mellonin, it is only me, Raydaion. The man is gone for now, but I fear that he will return soon. I am so sorry, I tried to stop him, but he kicked me.and then.then, I could here you.I didn't do it, I didn't eat the apple.please, Estel I." Raydaion's word were broken and interrupted by short sobs.
"You talk too much." Estel's voice was faint but still held his sarcastic tone. The elf looked shocked before he began to laugh.
"And you are a stubborn adan." Immediately Raydaion realized what he had said and was about to apologize when he heard a very soft chuckle. It only lasted for a moment and was quickly followed by a moan of pain.
"I have been told that before, yet I have failed to make note of it." Estel joked tiredly as he tried to hide his exhaustion and pain. However, Raydaion sensed his new friend's growing discomfort and again placed his hand on Estel's shoulder.
"Rest while you can, and do not fear for I will wake you when he returns." Maneuvering his still bound hands over his legs, Raydaion returned them to their original position behind his back. 'It would not do if the man learned of this advantage.' He thought as he watched Estel drift into an uneasy sleep.
* * * * *
Elrohir's group had been instructed to slowly walk in wide circles until they reached the clearing. He sighed with slight frustration and pretended to be intently searching for clues. The fact was that his group would not actually near the clearing for hours if they continued these boring circles. He felt almost useless wandering around in the forest while his little brother was a prisoner. He had to keep reminding himself that each of the three groups was instrumental in his father's plan.
After a few more minutes he smiled. The eyes were with them and it was time to get busy. He signaled for a direction change and all four elves began to head directly for the clearing. All were under strict instructions not to allow the presence realize they knew it was there. As soon as they had reached their target, the warriors started to investigate the grounds, which showed remnants of a fight and struggle. It took their trained minds only a few minutes to recreate the action of the previous day, but they pretended to be confused. Just as they had hoped the eyes became distracted and curious, staying with them for a long while. However, it eventually remembered the other group and sped off into the trees.
* * * * *
Originally, Elrond and his following had headed directly for the clearing, thus attracting the attention of the eyes. Their primary purpose had been to distract the watcher for as long a possible, giving the others time to gain ground. After what Elrond deemed was enough time, they had stopped for a rest and the eyes had left them. As soon as they were alone, the group had rushed to their current positions and hid themselves as well as possible.
Now, they lay in the underbrush of a small grove just outside the clearing.
'All we can do is wait.' Elrond thought as he tried for the hundredth time to shift his weight to a more comfortable position. Due to his luck, he had of course chosen the most awkward spot possible, or at least it seemed so to him. There was a particular rock that protruded right into his stomach, but if everything went as planned they would not be there long.
* * * * *
As soon as the groups had parted, Elladan had led his back toward the palace at a leisurely pace looking slightly dejected. The five plodded with their heads lowered until they were sure they were alone. Suddenly, Elladan's head popped up and a slight grin surfaced.
"Tis time." he said quietly to the others. As soon he had spoken, all four took to the trees and raced to Elrond's grove with all their elven speed.
It did not take them long as they easily and swiftly swung between the braches. Once they reached the grove where Elrond's group was hidden they returned to the ground. Soon they were building a camp, complete with a fire, tents, and sleeping pallets. In each of the four pallets, a pile of rocks and a decorated melon assumed a semi-convincing form of an elf. Elladan surveyed their work and decided that a half-blind, drunk dwarf might actually believe the camp was inhabited. 'It will have to do. I can only pray it will be enough.'
"Túle (come), now tis time to go and find our dark friend." he ordered.
Just before disappearing back into the trees, he turned to a slightly off- color bush. "Namárië, Adar, le nai tira Elbereth." (Farewell, Father, may Elbereth watch over you.)
* * * * *
Kelvakanta hissed in annoyance as the elves split and wandered off in opposite directions. He then chuckled softly to himself as he watched one group leave in disgrace, the elf that had argued leading with his head downcast. Only four seemed to actually be a possible threat so he followed them, silently watching from above. Before they even reached the clearing the elves stopped and sat down. They just sat there. Kelvakanta watched them and waited for them to move or talk or do anything, but all they did was sit. He growled in frustration and took off through the canopy to find more stimulating prey. Kelvakanta quickly found another group of annoying elves just as they began to head directly to the clearing in which he had captured his prizes.
After watching the elves struggle to discover what had occurred the day before, Kelvakanta again became bored. He jumped from branch to branch until he came upon the camp. Stopping, a few hundred yards away, he saw four figures wrapped in blankets and began to laugh. 'These creatures sleep when it is midday and seem as slow in the mind as orcs. I was wrong to have feared them. All they do is waste my time. I shall not keep my prizes waiting any longer.' Kelvakanta did not even bother to scrutinize the camp, but instead headed home seeking real entertainment.
* * * * * A/N: Well, that was a little short but at least I finally got it out. Let me know what you think.
* * * * * QTpie-pippinsgurl- I am really sorry that it took so long, I hope you can forgive me. Thanks for reviewing
Aemilia Rose- Well, I am trying to finish it and this chapter didn't end on too bad of a cliffie. Oh well, I am glad that you like it.
Aralondwen- LOL Yes, one day bananas will save us all. Poor Estel, he really does need a hug at this point. Thanks for reviewing.
Bookworm2000- Yah! I like being evil. Oh yes, poor poor poor poor little Estel. One day it will eventually get better for him.
arabella thorne- Patience, I can not possibly save him yet, that would be far too easy. Things will get better for him, although I doubt he will ever look at an apple the same again.
Carrie- Now I'm cruel. Cool, so I get to be evil and cruel. Wow, I feel special. Seriously, thanks for the wonderful review. It really makes me feel great, especially coming from an author like you. I know we all love to torture the poor boy, but I was thinking of actually writing a story when he doesn't get hurt. I don't know if it's possible.
Staran- Well, so here at least was half of your request. At least it's more, but not at all very soon. Sorry, it took so long, but I am glad that you are enjoying it.
ThE iNsAnE oNe- *glances around for wargs and gulps* They could be here any second, I gave them plenty of time. I am so sorry it took so long to post, but I am very happy that you like it. I am also glad that Elladan, Elrohir and Legolas find everything so humorous. Well, thanks for the review!
Orodruin- You like apples a lot? Well, here you go. *holds out a very large basket of apples* Go ahead, have one. *grins evily* I am so happy you like the story and thank you so much for your review.
SperryDee- It may take a little while until they find him, because you never know what might happen. Thanks for the review!
Ellie- No I'm not high, just evil. Sorry that the update took so long. I am really happy that you are enjoying it and that you reviewed. I love reviews!
Kawaii BlueBear- *grins* Don't you trust me and my lovely apples? Oh well, I don't remember if I got them from the poisoned pile or not, so it's probably a good idea you sent them away. Here have an orange, a perfectly normal everyday orange. It really is harmless.
Emmithar- I absolutely love you story! It is really fantastic. Yes, I am evil and many people have resorted to adding that adjective to my name. It has a kind of ring to it, don't you think? Anyway, thanks for being nice and I will try to get better with my posting.
HaloGatomon- *stares at the screen and blinks* Ok, I guess you don't like him very much then? Well, I am very glad that you like my story and I really appreciate the review!
Sabercrazy- *looks scared* I am not exactly sure what to say but thanks for the review. I think you will enjoy the next chapter too.
Author: Elladan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Estel is constantly being teased and bullied for being adan. One day the teasing goes too far, but Estel is convinced that he can find a solution for the treatment without the help of his family. The only problem is that his solution does everything but make his life simpler.
Disclaimer: I am not making any money off this and I am only borrowing Tolkien's characters for a little fun.
A/N: I know, I know, I am a bad author. It has taken me three weeks to get this next chapter out and I am really sorry. I swear that I will never again post a WIP. I could give you guys a bunch of excuses, but the truth is I just have been really busy and not home much. Oh well, this chapter is a little weird, but I couldn't help it. Thanks to all who reviewed and I hope you all enjoy it.
Chapter 6
* * * * *
'Fifteen cups.' Elrond mentally tallied with grim amusement. The steam from the hot liquid rose, carrying with it the invigorating scents of herbs. He slowly sipped the strong tea and watched his sleeping sons. Both were lounging on the couch with books and papers surrounding them. Elrohir's head rested on Elladan's shoulder, while his own hung forward against his chest. When Elrond had shared the news about Estel, the twins had immediately volunteered to aid him in his research, but both had fallen asleep sometime during the long night. He rubbed his tired eyes with his hand before following the patterns of the early morning light as it flicked from behind the breeze blown curtains. The elven lord sighed softly and moved the book from his lap to the table. It would soon be time to leave and the three had uncovered very little information concerning, as the elven children put it, 'i mor adan' (the dark man). Taking another mouthful of tea, Elrond's mind began to wander.
*flashback*
"Ada," a four-year old Estel asked, "why don't I have pointy ears like you, Eldan, and Elhir?"
The young boy was sitting in Elrond's lap as the elf finished a story. Elrond's eyebrows rose in his characteristic expression of surprise. He looked into the small gray eyes as they blinked in silent anticipation.
"Your ears are not pointed, ninion, because you are an adan and your brothers and I are elves." Elrond said cautiously. He chose his words with care, for it was important that Estel not misunderstand them. The boy's face crumpled in worry and concentration.
"Does mean we aren't the same?" he questioned innocently.
"Aye, on the outside we differ, but inside we are very much alike. And tis what is inside that counts." he replied. Then he took Estel's small hand and placed it over his heart.
"What do you feel?"
"Ada's heart." Estel answered. Elrond then moved the hand over to the boy's chest.
"My heart." he whispered.
"Do you understand, titta mine?"
Estel nodded and with a big smile wrapped his arms around Elrond in a hug.
"Mela Ada, enquenye si!" he exclaimed. The Lord of Imladris laughed and began another story. (I love you Ada, now say it(story) again.)
*end flashback*
Elrond set his warm mug on the table and rose from his chair. Briefly he contemplated waking his sons with a pitcher full of water, but quickly dismissed that tactic as too childish. Instead he began to sing softly as he moved about the room. He had often waked the twins this way when they were young elflings. Pouring two more cups of tea, he heard the sounds of the boys waking. As soon as he had finished, he stopped singing and turned around to hand each elf a cup. Both smiled and nodded in appreciation. Each drank the tea while trying to work out the soreness in their necks left from their sleeping positions.
"M?n romen, ninioni. Teler linte, an Estel hira esses per lúmen? merium celmet.*" Elladan nodded in understanding and hesitated a moment before voicing his concern.
"Adar, I fear for Estel. We know not where he is, what has happened to him, if he is hurt, or even is he is." Elladan trailed off, unwilling to put into words his worst fear.
"You speak for us all, but know that we will find him and do not yet fear his death." Elrond comforted. "Now go and prepare to leave, and do not think these thoughts now. You both must stay strong for his sake and ours."
Elladan and Elrohir set their empty mugs on the serving tray and hurried to their rooms to pack. As they left, Elrond gathered the journal and a satchel of herbs before heading to his own room.
After he had completed his packing, he carried his bundle down stairs and immediately saw the three children waiting in the greeting hall. They were standing close together looking both grave and scared. He smiled slightly and pulled a map from one of his inner pockets as he approached them. Before they could speak, Elrond held up a hand for silence.
"Children, I am sorry, I had never intended to make you accompany us today. I would only ask that you mark on this map the location of clearing." he spoke gently and evenly so as not to frighten them. The boys visibly relaxed with his words and quickly circled the spot on the map with an offered pencil. When they were done not one said a word, but only looked at Elrond in anticipation.
"I thank you, young ones. Now, go home and return to your fathers, you have had enough adventures for one week." The words had hardly left his mouth before all three boys quickly took their leave.
(*Good sunrise, my sons. Finish swiftly, for we will go away to find Estel in half an hour.)
* * * * *
As the group of elves left the gates of Imladris, the eyes watched silently from the surrounding trees. Elrond knew they were there, he could feel them following his back. He neither turned around nor acknowledged their presence, but focused on the task ahead. He knew he could not stop them from seeing, only from understanding.
Suddenly he signaled for a stop. The group divided into thirds, each containing a member of the royal family and three warriors. Abruptly, Elladan shoved his way to his father and they acted out a heated conversation. It escalated into an argument and ended as Elrond loudly ordered Elladan and his group to return home. As the three sets of elves split apart and began to travel in different directions, Elrond allowed himself a small smile. The eyes could only watch one group at a time. What they did see would confuse them, and what they did not see would destroy them.
* * * * *
Estel weakly tried to pull away from the hand, but his scorched mind could not seem to convince his aching body to move.
"Tis fine, mellonin, it is only me, Raydaion. The man is gone for now, but I fear that he will return soon. I am so sorry, I tried to stop him, but he kicked me.and then.then, I could here you.I didn't do it, I didn't eat the apple.please, Estel I." Raydaion's word were broken and interrupted by short sobs.
"You talk too much." Estel's voice was faint but still held his sarcastic tone. The elf looked shocked before he began to laugh.
"And you are a stubborn adan." Immediately Raydaion realized what he had said and was about to apologize when he heard a very soft chuckle. It only lasted for a moment and was quickly followed by a moan of pain.
"I have been told that before, yet I have failed to make note of it." Estel joked tiredly as he tried to hide his exhaustion and pain. However, Raydaion sensed his new friend's growing discomfort and again placed his hand on Estel's shoulder.
"Rest while you can, and do not fear for I will wake you when he returns." Maneuvering his still bound hands over his legs, Raydaion returned them to their original position behind his back. 'It would not do if the man learned of this advantage.' He thought as he watched Estel drift into an uneasy sleep.
* * * * *
Elrohir's group had been instructed to slowly walk in wide circles until they reached the clearing. He sighed with slight frustration and pretended to be intently searching for clues. The fact was that his group would not actually near the clearing for hours if they continued these boring circles. He felt almost useless wandering around in the forest while his little brother was a prisoner. He had to keep reminding himself that each of the three groups was instrumental in his father's plan.
After a few more minutes he smiled. The eyes were with them and it was time to get busy. He signaled for a direction change and all four elves began to head directly for the clearing. All were under strict instructions not to allow the presence realize they knew it was there. As soon as they had reached their target, the warriors started to investigate the grounds, which showed remnants of a fight and struggle. It took their trained minds only a few minutes to recreate the action of the previous day, but they pretended to be confused. Just as they had hoped the eyes became distracted and curious, staying with them for a long while. However, it eventually remembered the other group and sped off into the trees.
* * * * *
Originally, Elrond and his following had headed directly for the clearing, thus attracting the attention of the eyes. Their primary purpose had been to distract the watcher for as long a possible, giving the others time to gain ground. After what Elrond deemed was enough time, they had stopped for a rest and the eyes had left them. As soon as they were alone, the group had rushed to their current positions and hid themselves as well as possible.
Now, they lay in the underbrush of a small grove just outside the clearing.
'All we can do is wait.' Elrond thought as he tried for the hundredth time to shift his weight to a more comfortable position. Due to his luck, he had of course chosen the most awkward spot possible, or at least it seemed so to him. There was a particular rock that protruded right into his stomach, but if everything went as planned they would not be there long.
* * * * *
As soon as the groups had parted, Elladan had led his back toward the palace at a leisurely pace looking slightly dejected. The five plodded with their heads lowered until they were sure they were alone. Suddenly, Elladan's head popped up and a slight grin surfaced.
"Tis time." he said quietly to the others. As soon he had spoken, all four took to the trees and raced to Elrond's grove with all their elven speed.
It did not take them long as they easily and swiftly swung between the braches. Once they reached the grove where Elrond's group was hidden they returned to the ground. Soon they were building a camp, complete with a fire, tents, and sleeping pallets. In each of the four pallets, a pile of rocks and a decorated melon assumed a semi-convincing form of an elf. Elladan surveyed their work and decided that a half-blind, drunk dwarf might actually believe the camp was inhabited. 'It will have to do. I can only pray it will be enough.'
"Túle (come), now tis time to go and find our dark friend." he ordered.
Just before disappearing back into the trees, he turned to a slightly off- color bush. "Namárië, Adar, le nai tira Elbereth." (Farewell, Father, may Elbereth watch over you.)
* * * * *
Kelvakanta hissed in annoyance as the elves split and wandered off in opposite directions. He then chuckled softly to himself as he watched one group leave in disgrace, the elf that had argued leading with his head downcast. Only four seemed to actually be a possible threat so he followed them, silently watching from above. Before they even reached the clearing the elves stopped and sat down. They just sat there. Kelvakanta watched them and waited for them to move or talk or do anything, but all they did was sit. He growled in frustration and took off through the canopy to find more stimulating prey. Kelvakanta quickly found another group of annoying elves just as they began to head directly to the clearing in which he had captured his prizes.
After watching the elves struggle to discover what had occurred the day before, Kelvakanta again became bored. He jumped from branch to branch until he came upon the camp. Stopping, a few hundred yards away, he saw four figures wrapped in blankets and began to laugh. 'These creatures sleep when it is midday and seem as slow in the mind as orcs. I was wrong to have feared them. All they do is waste my time. I shall not keep my prizes waiting any longer.' Kelvakanta did not even bother to scrutinize the camp, but instead headed home seeking real entertainment.
* * * * * A/N: Well, that was a little short but at least I finally got it out. Let me know what you think.
* * * * * QTpie-pippinsgurl- I am really sorry that it took so long, I hope you can forgive me. Thanks for reviewing
Aemilia Rose- Well, I am trying to finish it and this chapter didn't end on too bad of a cliffie. Oh well, I am glad that you like it.
Aralondwen- LOL Yes, one day bananas will save us all. Poor Estel, he really does need a hug at this point. Thanks for reviewing.
Bookworm2000- Yah! I like being evil. Oh yes, poor poor poor poor little Estel. One day it will eventually get better for him.
arabella thorne- Patience, I can not possibly save him yet, that would be far too easy. Things will get better for him, although I doubt he will ever look at an apple the same again.
Carrie- Now I'm cruel. Cool, so I get to be evil and cruel. Wow, I feel special. Seriously, thanks for the wonderful review. It really makes me feel great, especially coming from an author like you. I know we all love to torture the poor boy, but I was thinking of actually writing a story when he doesn't get hurt. I don't know if it's possible.
Staran- Well, so here at least was half of your request. At least it's more, but not at all very soon. Sorry, it took so long, but I am glad that you are enjoying it.
ThE iNsAnE oNe- *glances around for wargs and gulps* They could be here any second, I gave them plenty of time. I am so sorry it took so long to post, but I am very happy that you like it. I am also glad that Elladan, Elrohir and Legolas find everything so humorous. Well, thanks for the review!
Orodruin- You like apples a lot? Well, here you go. *holds out a very large basket of apples* Go ahead, have one. *grins evily* I am so happy you like the story and thank you so much for your review.
SperryDee- It may take a little while until they find him, because you never know what might happen. Thanks for the review!
Ellie- No I'm not high, just evil. Sorry that the update took so long. I am really happy that you are enjoying it and that you reviewed. I love reviews!
Kawaii BlueBear- *grins* Don't you trust me and my lovely apples? Oh well, I don't remember if I got them from the poisoned pile or not, so it's probably a good idea you sent them away. Here have an orange, a perfectly normal everyday orange. It really is harmless.
Emmithar- I absolutely love you story! It is really fantastic. Yes, I am evil and many people have resorted to adding that adjective to my name. It has a kind of ring to it, don't you think? Anyway, thanks for being nice and I will try to get better with my posting.
HaloGatomon- *stares at the screen and blinks* Ok, I guess you don't like him very much then? Well, I am very glad that you like my story and I really appreciate the review!
Sabercrazy- *looks scared* I am not exactly sure what to say but thanks for the review. I think you will enjoy the next chapter too.
