' Stop running and start fighting ! ' Marilla yelled down below , her feet
happily dangling over an Oak tree branch where she sit her refuge in .
Aragorn had been trying to fight two orcs for quite some time now and her
stomach was grumbling in discontent as the moon rises slowly . ' That lad
will never kill anything ! ' she cried in frustration and let go an arrow
which struck one of the orc deliberately on his calf . It slowed down
considerably but still swinging madly toward Aragorn .
Aragorn defend bravely blow by blow . And he finally did what Marilla had been demonstrating him for couple of days , how to detached a head properly . Marilla applause and yawn delicately . It had been four months since she had taken him under her wing and she was partially impressed . His ability to absorb anything like a sponge amazes her as few elves seldom do it properly .
He swung hard and stab the orc from behind . Hardly a noble choice , Marilla thought , but it will do for now as her stomach grumble loudly in frustration.
' Finally . I almost thought that I 'll die of hunger , waiting for you to make the final blow . ' she jump ten feet to the ground where she land with soft thud . ' Now you have to make supper . ' she said with a wave to him .
He was covered with sweat and mud after his struggle with the orcs . Aching all over , bruises starting to rise up over his pallid skin like blue sunrise from the east . He had no strength to gather firewood , let alone to snare or hunt a rabbit . But over the course of his four months guidance from Marilla , he knew better than to complaint.
Marilla seem to be in a humorous mood . She smiled at him with a slight twinkle behind those diamond like eyes . ' Cheer up lad . I know you need a few bite or two after that encounter eh ? '
He only mumbled something incoherently while blundering through the forest to gather some firewood . When he came back however there was already a dead fluff of rabbit ready to be skin and cooked . Marilla was sitting against the strength of the oak tree and watching the moon with such a mellow expressions that Aragorn forgot a moment of his chores and stood staring at her .
' Can you imagine that when I'm looking at the moon here and now my family is looking at the same moon in Gray Haven at the same time too ? Bring you some comfort at least , ' she said with a sad curve of her lips .
Aragorn had discovered , like peeling an onion that Marilla wasn't as taciturn or as lone wolf as she was now . Over thousands and thousands of years in isolation from the rest of the elves had brought her to act unfriendly , as if it was her nature in order to protect herself from false hope . Couple of days since their first meeting Aragorn had ask her numerous questions , pushing her boundaries tiny bit by bit to ease her back into her old self . But Aragorn was sure that it will take few years to see her ' normal ' self when she's not covering herself by mask of stony cold expression .
' You must miss them terribly . ' his voice was encouraging and he heap the wood into one pile .
' They're the only thing which reminds me why I'm in this world for . I do not want to think that I'm only here because of that cursed ring ' she shifted her gaze to the carcass of the rabbit and growled at Aragorn .
Aragorn quickly skin the rabbit , cubed it and waited for the water to boil over the fire .
' It is because of the prophecy isn't it ? Lord Elrond used to tell us the tale when we were little . '
She raised her eyebrow in slight interest , ' Tell me about it . '
' The prophecy goes of a person , be it male or female whom have the eye like the sea and hair like wild fire . They will come from over the sea to protect Middle Earth from evil . Their fate is sealed with the ring of power . When the ring of power is forged , he or she will storm into Middle Earth and lead the army of the Alliance of Men and Elves to victory against the master of the ring . When the ring is destroyed , he or she will return back to their homeland for their blood oath has been fulfilled . '
Marilla laughed out a loud and Aragorn muffled in surprise . He mentally made note of how many times she have laugh like the morning sun ; twice so far ..
' Storm into Middle Earth - ' she cried with choked laughter , ' Who ever made that damn prophecy must be pretty drunk when they have the vision . I did not ' storm ' into Middle Earth . 'Stumble ' might be more appropriate . Nevertheless of the contradictory description , I was pretty sea sick during the boat trip I wasn't even aware of where I was going . ' she clutch her stomach , afraid that it would burst apart .
' Is that why you never really like my father ? '
Marilla stop laughing and glance at Aragorn with a slight approval , ' You are getting wiser , Aragorn . But I do not wish to talk regarding this tonight . I am too hungry to think . '
Aragorn knew he better shut his mouth when he has given a clear warning .
' So , how long do you think I will stay under your guidance for ? '
' At this rate , perhaps until you arrive at your grave . ' she quirked slightly .
' Are you serious ? ' Aragorn ask in disbelief .Then he saw the slight smile quivering lightly .
Aragorn defend bravely blow by blow . And he finally did what Marilla had been demonstrating him for couple of days , how to detached a head properly . Marilla applause and yawn delicately . It had been four months since she had taken him under her wing and she was partially impressed . His ability to absorb anything like a sponge amazes her as few elves seldom do it properly .
He swung hard and stab the orc from behind . Hardly a noble choice , Marilla thought , but it will do for now as her stomach grumble loudly in frustration.
' Finally . I almost thought that I 'll die of hunger , waiting for you to make the final blow . ' she jump ten feet to the ground where she land with soft thud . ' Now you have to make supper . ' she said with a wave to him .
He was covered with sweat and mud after his struggle with the orcs . Aching all over , bruises starting to rise up over his pallid skin like blue sunrise from the east . He had no strength to gather firewood , let alone to snare or hunt a rabbit . But over the course of his four months guidance from Marilla , he knew better than to complaint.
Marilla seem to be in a humorous mood . She smiled at him with a slight twinkle behind those diamond like eyes . ' Cheer up lad . I know you need a few bite or two after that encounter eh ? '
He only mumbled something incoherently while blundering through the forest to gather some firewood . When he came back however there was already a dead fluff of rabbit ready to be skin and cooked . Marilla was sitting against the strength of the oak tree and watching the moon with such a mellow expressions that Aragorn forgot a moment of his chores and stood staring at her .
' Can you imagine that when I'm looking at the moon here and now my family is looking at the same moon in Gray Haven at the same time too ? Bring you some comfort at least , ' she said with a sad curve of her lips .
Aragorn had discovered , like peeling an onion that Marilla wasn't as taciturn or as lone wolf as she was now . Over thousands and thousands of years in isolation from the rest of the elves had brought her to act unfriendly , as if it was her nature in order to protect herself from false hope . Couple of days since their first meeting Aragorn had ask her numerous questions , pushing her boundaries tiny bit by bit to ease her back into her old self . But Aragorn was sure that it will take few years to see her ' normal ' self when she's not covering herself by mask of stony cold expression .
' You must miss them terribly . ' his voice was encouraging and he heap the wood into one pile .
' They're the only thing which reminds me why I'm in this world for . I do not want to think that I'm only here because of that cursed ring ' she shifted her gaze to the carcass of the rabbit and growled at Aragorn .
Aragorn quickly skin the rabbit , cubed it and waited for the water to boil over the fire .
' It is because of the prophecy isn't it ? Lord Elrond used to tell us the tale when we were little . '
She raised her eyebrow in slight interest , ' Tell me about it . '
' The prophecy goes of a person , be it male or female whom have the eye like the sea and hair like wild fire . They will come from over the sea to protect Middle Earth from evil . Their fate is sealed with the ring of power . When the ring of power is forged , he or she will storm into Middle Earth and lead the army of the Alliance of Men and Elves to victory against the master of the ring . When the ring is destroyed , he or she will return back to their homeland for their blood oath has been fulfilled . '
Marilla laughed out a loud and Aragorn muffled in surprise . He mentally made note of how many times she have laugh like the morning sun ; twice so far ..
' Storm into Middle Earth - ' she cried with choked laughter , ' Who ever made that damn prophecy must be pretty drunk when they have the vision . I did not ' storm ' into Middle Earth . 'Stumble ' might be more appropriate . Nevertheless of the contradictory description , I was pretty sea sick during the boat trip I wasn't even aware of where I was going . ' she clutch her stomach , afraid that it would burst apart .
' Is that why you never really like my father ? '
Marilla stop laughing and glance at Aragorn with a slight approval , ' You are getting wiser , Aragorn . But I do not wish to talk regarding this tonight . I am too hungry to think . '
Aragorn knew he better shut his mouth when he has given a clear warning .
' So , how long do you think I will stay under your guidance for ? '
' At this rate , perhaps until you arrive at your grave . ' she quirked slightly .
' Are you serious ? ' Aragorn ask in disbelief .Then he saw the slight smile quivering lightly .
