Disclaimer: All Characters are Tolkien, only Lulandel and Minatha were my own cameos.
Note: Another note and such see at chapter 1
Sagesumi: I've already decided to reveal the answers about Frodo in this chapter anyway. ^_^
Robin Gurl's INSANE: That's my fault, not Shane. I must overlook before I post the last part. Frodo got sick? Mm… I will think about it. However, I don't like him to get sick. So it may be I who get sick and be cuddle with the elves. Oh, la la.
MunchingRobin: Many days I got headache from Frodo. It's good idea to hand him to the elf and then I could go on holidays. Hahaha…
Kyotora: I always think the Elladan and Elrohir are pranksters and Elrond is their victims, plus Glorfindel and sometimes Arwen when she is home.
Aria: So energetic child, is he, huh?
Ruth: Maybe not. But nah, it's just a fanfiction. Do not serious about it?
HaloGatomon: That's children, can't make them stay still more than 10 minutes.
elfhobbit: ^^ I like that one too. Frodo with animals is so adorable.
dark hope: Thanks. ^___^
I hope anyone who read this will enjoy my fic. And thanks for reading.
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Chapter 8
Frodo ran out of Elrohir's chamber. He stopped a moment, turned his head to right and left before he ran on the way that he remembered he had passed with the twins and Legolas. Not too long, he reached the crossway Elrond had separated an hour ago. He halted his feet because he didn't have memory about this path.
Sighed softly, the little hobbit blamed his illness that restrained him within his bed chamber since the first day he had resided in Imladris. The first day he out of bed and no exploring had done. He walked slowly, admired the exquisite painting on the wall. Never once in his life, had he saw anything beautiful like this. If he was another child, he would tear with fear of get lost. But Frodo wasn't the kind of that. The simple life in the Shire and the protection he got from the elves here, made him knew not what was fear like.
Frodo turned on a corner and saw someone approaching him. It was the elf he had seen in the dining feast two days ago. He had heard someone called the elf 'Eleto', no it was 'Erestor', his name. *He should know where Elrond is*
However, Erestor didn't notice the hobbit's presence a bit. Like most elves or Frodo would rather say, like most the Big folk, they rather looked about their eyes level, not on the things down. His uncle Bilbo was easier to see but for Frodo who was only their knees level usually got ignoring from them though they didn't mean it.
Frodo just understood at all, why men thought the hobbits had magic to disappear. It was the men who made that magic, not the hobbits, themselves. Men tended to overlook them. That was the reason why they usually surprised to see a halfling, as they liked to call, when they gazed down in front of them from nowhere (silly thought of human) or disappeared in a minute (stupid believed too because the hobbits can't vanish in the air).
Frodo waited until the elf came nearer.
"Hullo, sir," He cried out.
At first, Erestor turned around himself quickly, looking for the person who called him but when he saw not, he gazed down until his eyes met Frodo's.
"Hullo, Frodo. How are you today?" The elf smiled and kneeled down. So their high would not different much. He saw Frodo's hair still wet and frowned slightly. The little periannath just recovered from the ailment, the cold from his head might bring the relapse easily.
"I'm fine, sir," Frodo said, didn't realise the worry the elf had.
Erestor disagreed inwardly; the idea to get Frodo's hair dried was the first thing that came into his mind. He thought to bring the boy back to his bedroom, dried his hair and tucked him in bed as soon as he can, had the boy not say the next words.
"Could you tell me where can I find Elrond?" Frodo asked hopefully that Erestor would know, and then his wandering would be end.
The elf pondered the question a little. He knew the half-elven was in his study with Glorfindel, Gandalf and Bilbo and looked like they were to discuss something. Erestor hesitated between brought Frodo back to his room or brought him to Elrond's study. Disturbed them this time wouldn't good but he knew Elrond's affection with the boy and it may happen that they didn't mind at all. *Besides* considered him, *My Lord always has some towel in his study. Frodo could get his hair dry.*
"Of course, go with me," He offered his hand to the little boy and Frodo put his hand on the very large hand trustfully.
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In Elrond's study, Gandalf, Glorfindel and Bilbo were sitting on a set of maroon couches, listening what happened in the garden.
At first, Elrond intended to find the wizard only. However, Glorfindel was the other person who noticed something special in Frodo, and Elrond was certain his friend must want to know this news from him. And another person he can't forget, Bilbo. The old Baggins was the boy's uncle and he had all rights to know everything that involve his younger relative.
The Lord of Rivendell had told his servants to search for his friends and bring them to his study as soon as possible. And now the three were here, listened to him with thoughtfully showed in their expressions.
"I didn't know before that Frodo could hear the trees," Bilbo said, broke the silent that consumed the room after Elrond ended his story.
"Did he tell you when he had recognized he could hear the trees?" Glorfindel asked, his brain was calculating the possible reasons for this discovery. Elrond and he had sensed a special aura from the little hobbit since the first time their eyes dropped on the small figure.
With the delicate grace and particularly beautiful he possessed, Frodo could count as an elf, save only his shorty body, curly hair, and hairy feet that identified him as a halfling. But that light, the unique light Frodo had, made him and Elrond confusing. It was familiar to the light of the elf, yet somehow different. That was the reason why they decided that night to keep their eyes on the little hobbit.
Glorfindel had watched Frodo with scrutinizing eyes every times he went to visit him between the boy's sickness. The more he stared at the boy closely, the more he certain about the hobbit's real nature.
Frodo wasn't a mere hobbit at all.
What was this sweet child?
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A quick glance at Glorfindel, Elrond perceived what things that stormed into his friend's brain were.
"He said he had heard the tree once about four months ago in the old forest. It was a very old tree, he thought. He ducked through a hole in the fence to explore like a curious child may do. That tree's mind is corrupted. It hated any moving creature, and cursed him, threatened him. He was so scared and ran back home with tears. His mother found him hiding in his own blanket and refused to get out. I must say his mother was a smart woman. She coaxed him to tell her what happened. Little Frodo told her about that tree and never told anyone about this again because his mother had forbidden him to not tell anyone," Elrond said.
He zipped some tea from his glass to quench the thirsty. His eyes stared at the wizard who was all the time silent as if he turned into a marble. If someone could answer him, it must be Gandalf the gray who loved traveling all the time or at least Elrond thought he loved. Moreover, he seemed to be the only one who interested the hobbits and befriended with them along a few centuries.
(Note: From 'The Hobbit', a Tolkien's work, Gandalf knows the Old Took. And in ROTK the family trees of the hobbits show that the Old Took was lived in 1190-1320 and Frodo was born on 1368, years in the Shire Calendar. So it clears that at least, he knows the halflings for 200 years though I think he must know this folk before this Old Took long ago.)
Gandalf twisted his beard a little, bad habit that he still can't give up.
"This is quite interesting," The Istari murmured. "You said Frodo had exchanged some words with the birch."
"Yes," Elrond said, waiting for the explanation which he knew it was coming.
"It has a rumour in the Took Clan that one of a Took had a fairy or an elf his wife," The old man said.
"Yes, I heard that from my Old Took too," Bilbo admitted, remembered the time he sat on his grandfather's knees and listened to his relative Took about the adventures they had. The tale about Fairy wife was one of them he had heard.
Gandalf continued, "I didn't believe both for I never seen any fairy and I never heard about this relevant with the elves too. However, Frodo is the proof to certain that it's not the rumour at all," he paused.
The room went very silent until if the needle fell on the floor, everyone would hear. Neither of them took any heed at the sound outside nor the wind that blow into his room. Gandalf's voice somehow enchanted them with the tale.
Bilbo licked his lip nervously. "You meant one of my Took ancestors really took a wife that was a…"
"Fairy, Bilbo," The old man interrupted. "I think it was a fairy," He stopped again, waiting for their response but no one wanted to say anything. Their attention was on the story.
"As far as I know, Fairy is closer to the nature than you elves. I rather say it has a bond between the two. The Fairy can understand the plants as if it is a part of them. They acquaint with the animals also. I think that's why the animals don't afraid of Frodo. Those wild creatures must somehow sense his real nature.
"However, by the theory, the fairy blood in Took Clan will decrease along the many generations. From my reckoning, Frodo must have it very little in him." With that Gandalf stared at his friend, "You, Bilbo must have it more than your nephew."
"I don't feel anything abnormal like that," Bilbo said, shook his head a little to emphasis his sentence.
"It's not abnormal, my friend. It's the nature of Fairy," The wizard corrected the old hobbit's misunderstood.
"Say about that, why had the Fairy blood awoken in Frodo while *you* and the others who related with the Took still unaware of it, I don't know."
Elrond and Glorfindel absorbed the knowledge them got from the wizard silently. They understood why Frodo looked very different from other Periannath now. The reason of all was 'the Fairy Blood'.
His beautiful, his grace, his light, his friendly with the animals, his talking ability with the trees; they were the gift which had descended to Frodo by birth.
Still a question in their mind didn't get the answer yet. The last thing Gandalf spoke. Why had the Fairy Blood in Frodo awoken? Why?
Suddenly they heard two knocks on the door. In usual situation, the one who disturbed them would open the door themselves. But today, Elrond decided to latch the door for secure the invasion that may have. So Glorfindel had to get up to let whoever at the door in.
The blond haired elf opened but no one was there. *Maybe, the twins played their prank on us again* He thought a little angrily. Though the twins were in their majority now, they never given up their games.
Well, it did have one person but he was very small and Glorfindel looked over his head. Though the blond haired elf didn't see the quests, the others in the room did. All alarmed simultaneously when they saw the elf was going to shut the door while Frodo just took only a step inside.
"Don't Glorfindel," They cried together.
It was too late, the door bumped on Frodo's forehead. Not very hard, but still sent him tumbled backward on the floor.
"Ow," Frodo moaned and clapped his hands on his forehead.
Glorfindel gazed down when he felt a crash on the door and a groan below. With alarming to see it was the little halfling, he bent down and scooped the boy up immediately.
"I'm so sorry, little one. I really did not see you," He apologised and used his free hand pried Frodo's hands out of his forehead. He relieved inside that the halfling didn't get blood from the blow, only a little swell on his ivory forehead.
Behind him, his friends rushed up to see how the little hobbit was. Elrond hurried back to a cabinet in his study. Thanks Illuvatar that he had thoughtfully filled it with some fresh herbs and some medicine for simple wounds. Many bottles stood in row neatly. He picked the bottle he wanted, and pulled a towel his servant had stuffed in this cabinet just in case like this.
He turned back to the couch and saw that they all sat. The elf Lord of Rivendell sat beside Glorfindel who still carrying Frodo. The little one was dazed from the blow. He inclined on Glorfindel's chest comfortably and let the Lord of Rivendell examined his injure. His eyes wandered around the room. He saw Gandalf and Bilbo sitting together on a coach. Their eyes were full of worry. Before him, was Elrond whose hands caressed around his arms, legs and every parts of his body that may get hurt. Finally, he touched lightly on the swell on his forehead.
"Ow! That hurts," He protest and pouted to the elf Lord.
"I'm sorry, dear one. I will give your uncle an ointment to smear on your swell. So it will down faster and disappear in two or three days," Elrond said and uncorked the bottle. The fragment of herbs smelled in the air. He poured some of it on his fingers and smeared on the swollen Frodo had. The half-elven finished his treatment quickly.
"How can you come here? I thought you never see my study before," Elrond asked and handed the towel to his friend. Glorfindel received it and began to rub the periannath hair, carefully to not touch the mound.
"I found the elf named Erestor on my searching for you and he kindly took me here before he went back," Frodo's voice tremble a little from the shaking on his head.
Glorfindel rubbed his hair until it was dried enough and put the blanket on the small table, started combing the black curly hair with his finger because it hadn't any brush in this study. He marked to tell the servants to put one on the cabinet.
"Can you tell me what are you doing here?" Elrond asked. He doubted the twins may do something that made the little boy had to find him for refuge. *That's ridiculous, Elrond. Your sons love children, you know that. Never will they bully the kids, especially this one. They seemed to enjoy each other so much.*
"'ladan and 'rohir said about 'camin' and I want to go with them," Frodo replied. The eager to go outside with his new friends and the headache he got, made him forgot the true word of 'camping'
"What is 'camin'?" Bilbo asked curiously. They all knew well that 'camin' must be one of children's vocabularies that the kids adapted it from some word.
"They said 'camin' is like going and eating outside, and sleep under the star, kind of that. They told that I must get Uncle Bilbo and your permission first," Frodo said, his azure eyes pleading at Elrond, "Please, I can go with them, can't I?"
Elrond turned his eyes to Bilbo, afraid if he saw that eyes too long, he couldn't refuse the hobbit's begging.
"What would you say, Bilbo?"
"umm…I…" Bilbo hesitated. He didn't want his nephew to go out into the wild. Who knew what would happen with him. He may meet some wolfs or some orcs or worse, the trolls. Besides, Frodo just recovered from the cold, going outside under the hot of the sun and slept under the coldness of the moon might make him sick again.
"Please, Uncle Bilbo, Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase," Frodo looked at his uncle with puppy eyes.
*Oh, dear. I hate those eyes. It makes me can't deny him anything,*
"I trust the twins could take care Frodo," Bilbo said, didn't regret at all after his decision when he saw his nephew beaming. He bet the lasses in the Shire would fight to get this lad when Frodo grew up and that would be the entertaining he mustn't miss.
"Thank you so much, Uncle Bilbo,"
"If you allow, I will allow you too," Elrond said though he sighed inwardly. He must have a word with his sons before they went on their picnic.
"Thanks!"
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Note: Edain is the second people. That means 'MEN' who comes after the Elves.
This chapter was so difficult. I didn't remember how many times I changed. About Erestor, he is only a cameo of my story. I don't know much about him, except that he is a high Lord in Rivendell. So I don't want to write about him much because I don't know his information. If someone knows where I could get his data, please tell me.
Sorry for my grammar mistakes. Shane still on the vacation and I can't get anyone beta for me. Anybody wants to help me?
oh, one thing. If you
have some time, check on this side. I just found it two nights before and it contains
some of Rivendell's information.
http://imladris.nu/
And you could find
the map of Rivendell here.
http://imladris.nu/riv_detail.jpg
