She was clad in an armour the colour of amber which covered her right shoulder and hold in place by a red strip of steel across her breast connecting to another armour which protect her kidney on the side of the stomach and half of her back as well . It wasn't a very practical armour , Aragorn thought but it was devastatingly beautiful . He could see every details of her even in the darkness because she was radiating like a dying star . On her hip she had another armour with similar shade acting like a belt . It had a single ruby planted and Aragorn suddenly noticed that on her shoulder armour she had a single ruby planted in similar fashion shaped like a star . Her skirt was fairly long but it never drag and judging by the textures and how the wind tugged playfully behind her , it was very light . It was torn here and there revealing her underskirt and sometimes her moonbeam flesh as well . Her boots reached to her knee and it had similar armour protecting her kneecap and her shin , jeweled again with a star ruby for each leg .
Even after the score years of training by living with the most beautiful and powerful creature on Middle Earth had not prepared him for the sight . He felt his windpipe collapsed as his mind raced in all compass direction trying to think of what he should say to her .
She stop several stride before him , placing a hand on her hip . He subconsciously noticed that she was better armed than most elves during the last human -elf battle against Lord Sauron .On her belt hang a richly decorated scabbard , again with ruby and intertwined autumn leaves describing a heavenly landscape. She also have two pair of elven blade hung gracefully on both of her side .
But perhaps her greatest weapon were not her blades but her eyes .
They were indescribable hue . It was like watching a turbulences sea under the glare of the sun . Shifting from one shade to the next , even from one colour another as they coolly regard Aragorn with a flicker of pity .
' Who- who are you ? ' he could not break free of the spell which seem to imprisoned his gazes on her eyes.
She did not answer right away and she watched Aragorn without any expressions on that terrible face.
' I am acquainted with your father . ' she finally said , releasing a rich voice which seem like a strange music to his ears . She arch her eyebrow gracefully as he squirmed under her penetrating gaze . Finally after several silent moment passed between them , she took out a small knife under the sleeve of her right arm and slashed the leather thong bounding his hands together .
Aragorn rubbed his wrist together , trying to gain some circulation to his numbed body . Suddenly he felt dull aches all over and he grimaced in pain while collapsing like a corpse to the ground . Surging deathly cold began to overcome him from the nape of his back spreading like a plague toward his neck .
She rushed over him and from her pack she gathered a small fine vial . It was clear and it showed pink salmon liquid which sloshed in it's container in containment.
' Drink this , it will help to slow the poison . You need to be quick . If the poison reach to your neck it will shut down your internal organ and you will die ,' she was calm and her finger took Aragorn's chin . Without hesitation she forced his lips to pout apart while pouring the liquid in .
Aragorn want to spew that bloody liquid . It was burning his tongue and the inside of his mouth . His eyes watered again but no tears fell as he would not want to show any more weaknesses to this strange mysterious elf.
' Keep still . You need to swallow this liquid . It will help you , ' her voice died down to a whisper and she still hold him imprisoned by his chin .
Aragorn had a strange flashback of his childhood years when he would threw broccolis over to his twin brother when Lord Elrond will be preoccupied with someone else during their meal . It would hit one of them on the head of course and they would be raging mad . Once they grab one of their carrot and held it like a sword , ready to hit Aragorn over the head when Elrond will saw what happened and punish both of them by forcing them to eat a batch of broccolis and Brussels Sprouts . The memory brought a tiny light of amusement to his eyes and he forced himself to swallow that damn liquid .
His whole body shook in convulsion and he did not held back any longer . He screamed . His back felt like it was lashed by a metal tip whip from inside out . All through his session of retched in agony , the elf sung him strange lullaby . It was elvish but he could not gather any meaning to the beautifully pronounced words . The tune comforted him when he wasn't screaming but it also gave him strength when he was screaming . She fingered through his greasy unmated hair , softly and gently with the same pattern which after a period of time brought him sleep to his eyes .