Chapter Fourteen: Found
Written by Telahalien
Webposter's notes: This is written from the original, creative mind of Ally! Elbereth shines on you, as usual! : )
"You're slowing down Halien. Are you all right?" Arwen asked over her shoulder.
Halien had in fact been slowing down. Every league that they passed she felt that something was definitely not right. A knot had grown in her stomach, and now it got tighter and tighter.
"I'm fine," she answered and tried to make her horse catch up to Arwen's. But as the horse pushed forward Halien felt sicker. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else.
Arwen noticed Halien's grimace and she gave a look of concern, but before she could ask again, Halien reassured her once more, "I'm fine."
She opened her eyes and kept her gaze forward. This was the second day in search of Elessar. Night was already approaching and it didn't seem like they were going to find him. They had ridden hard the whole time and ate once since they had left.
As they reached the woods they heard shrieks and screams. They looked at each other, "Wraiths!" Arwen said and Asfaloth rode harder. Halien leaned in to Gil-galad's ear and whispered, "Noro lim, mellon nin."
At once the horse began to run faster and Halien glanced everywhere to see if she could see anything. There was nothing near them, but she could feel something ahead. They came into the woods, and brought their horses to a walk. There was silence now, and only the horses made noise as they brought their hoofs down on the dried leaves.
There was light only from the moon above, but everything else lay hidden in shadows.
"They are close, I can feel them," Arwen said glancing at Halien.
Halien only nodded and kept close to her. There was a noise not far to their right. Halien dismounted first and drew her sword; Arwen did the same and followed close behind. As they got closer and closer to where the sound had come from, Arwen stepped in front. She held out her sword, its point touching a kneeling man's throat.