Disclaimer: Horse Crazee
does not own LotR, but she does own Kat, Sal, and any other original characters
that come along. I, Shadow Wolf, own Tenchi though.
Summery-A Princess was
tortured- but nobody knows for how long. 500 years later she is sent to Earth
for a few days & the returns. She knows someone went w/her- but she doesn't
know who.......NOT A M.S.
SW- Hey! Gomen it's been
s long since I've posted anything on here. I've been busy w/ school. This is my
best friend, Horse Crazee's story. She asked me to post it for her cause her
parents won't let her get an account yet. She's got up through chapter 6
written already, but she told me to post it every other day. Sorry if it gets
posted a little late a few times. It'll be my fault probably. shrugs
shoulders Sorry, if that happens! Well, ON WITH THE SHOW, er, STORY!!!(Uh,
he he)whispers to herself, "Oh well. To late now"
Chapter 1: Princess of Melethron
I sighed miserably. It is one of
those beautiful days when you're bored out of your mind, want to do something,
but don't feel like doing anything. "Oh, no," I groaned- I'm not
*that* bored. I sigh, "Ok, I'm *that* bored," I put my head in my
hands and began to think. If anyone other than myself knew what I was thinking
about- I shuddered- they'd faint I, Katria-Kat-Raven Helmswood, one of two
children of King Selwan and Lady Raven of Melethron, *never* thought about male
elves and myself in a relationship other than a friend. *Never*. Yet there I
was, thinking about my relationship status- Zero. I'm proud of that fact and
show it. But, unfortunately, on days like this, it torments me to no end.
I signed again and looked at
myself in the mirror. Another thing I'm proud of is that I don't care what
other elves think about my looks. Attitude, yes, but looks, no. My eyes were
green, and in the light, they look like they have dots of silver in them. My
skin was fair, but my best feature is my hair. It's long, so I braid it most of
them time, but it is a brown-gold color that is best described as mahogany.
Back to the 'dreaded' subject- my relationship status, which is zero. Now, when
asked about this by my father, I merely say, "Father please, I'm not
interested," which is true. But I also think it has something to do with
the fact that I haven't found someone that truly interests me. I was jerked out
of my thoughts by a knock on the door, "Coming!"
I was glad something interrupted my thoughts, because at the
rate I'd been thinking I might have decided that father was right and actually
start to look. "Hello milady, your father would like to speak with you for
a moment," Dandeer said, while standing tall and proud like the Master
Archer he was.
"Thank you, Dandeer,"
I said politely and he bowed low and left. Inwardly, my mind was thinking
faster than the wind. After a few minutes of thinking, I decided it was a
mission. Ten minutes later I walked into the library. "Kat," my
father spoke while not looking up from the parchment that he was writing on,
and I knew it was a mission.
"What is it?" I asked,
sensing that the message was urgent as I watched him sign it.
"I need you to take
messages out to Rivendell and Mirkwood. They concern Mordor and the orc activity
that you and Dandeer reported a few days ago," I started to protest, but
he held up his hand to silence me, "Even though it was slight, the need to
be warned. It is our responsibility- because we share a border whit Mordor - to
warn them of *any* activity."
I sighed- he always says the
right thing," All right, as long as I don't have to go with guards."
"We'll have to see about
that," he pondered," But I suppose you can go without guards, seeing
as you will be staying in Rivendell for the next few months."
"WHAT?" I would have
been less shocked if the Dark Lord Sauron himself walked in and fainted.
"There will be no argument,
or I *will* send you with guards," my father said sternly. However, I knew
he was proud of the fact that his daughter- a princess nonetheless- could do
just about anything without guards, including fight.
"Okay," I said,
looking forward to seeing my friend Arwen again. "You will at least say
until after Midsummer's Eve, Kat."
"What?!" I was
shocked-again-at my father's words. Now, I wouldn't be surprised if the Dark
Lord Sauron (after coming out of his faint) started crying for his mother!
"As much as I know you hate
the idea of a relationship, sooner or later, you must marry. You are, after
all, 2'871 years old," King Selwan said.
"Your father is right-
however we will not pressure you just yet. Just have fun, okay?" my mother
said. I felt like smacking myself-I hadn't heard her come in. Thank goodness I
wasn't being held against my will at Orthanc again, for I'd most likely be
getting beaten about now.
"Oh," I said,
"I'll be sure to have fun, although Arwen will most likely force me to
dance with someone." 'Although she does not know that as of yet, no male
lf has found the path to my heart, and none has the key to enter.'
"Good you leave tomorrow
morning after breakfast," my mother said in her soft voice.
"Can I come?" I
recognized the voice of my best friend- other than Arwen-Lady Sal. The look on
her face was hopeful as she watched my father think it over.
He nodded," All right. You
may go as well, Sal. But I warn you, you will have to fend for yourself, and
the both of you will have to ride hard.
At dinner, Sal wore a dress that
was green with golden leaves sewn along the neckline. My dress was blue with
silver leaves sewn along the sleeves. Neither of us normally wears dresses, but
this time our handmaidens insisted. We were both appraised as beautiful, but
while Sal seemed to enjoy receiving such compliments, they made me
uncomfortable and I merely said thank you politely and switch to a different
conversation.
During the middle of dinner,
however, a messenger came in. He spotted my father and headed for him
immediately. It was obvious he had been told to deliver the message as soon as
possible. The messenger nodded my way and smiled. I returned his smile and
realized immediately who it was. It was the Captain of the Guard of Lothlorien-
Haldir. I knew immediately that the message was of great importance, for Lady
Galadriel always sent Haldir out to deliver the most important messages. My
father read it and said something to Haldir, who bowed and left the room. My
father looked at me, "Kat, Lady Galadriel has sent for you and requests
that you ride to see her immediately. You will leave with Haldir in the morning
before first light," I nodded at his words and he continued, "Sal,
you will have to take the messages to Rivendell and Mirkwood. I will send six
guards to accompany you. Your messages will have to be delivered with utmost
speed to Lord Elrond an King Thranduil," he paused for a moment," You
will leave at first light as well."
Sal looked at me for reassurance
and I said, "You will be fine. We all know you can take care of yourself,
but you are not as familiar wit the path to Mirkwood as I am, and so you need a
escort."
Reassured by my words, she
asked, " Who will go with me?"
I spoke up, "I will have
Dandeer go, and he will pick five others to accompany you." My mother and
father both nodded at my words, pleased with my decision.
"Okay," was the reply
I got from my friend.
That having been decided, I
looked at my mother and father, who had both read the message from Lady
Galadriel, waiting to hear what it was she wanted to see me so urgently about.
Without a word, my mother passed me the letter. I read:
My dear friends King Selwan and Queen Raven,
The matter of which I write to you about is if utmost importance. I only hope that Haldir brings it to you in time.
From Haldir and a few others, Lord Celeborn and I have learned of an attack that is currently being planned. The one behind the attack is rumored to be Saruman himself. He has slowly been regaining his power, even though we all assumed that he was killed by Gandalf. The plan is for a large army of orks, Uruk-hai, and Wargs to seize your daughter Kat and bring her back to Saruman. I have recently spoken to Gandalf himself, and he too, thought Saruman was dead. He says the plan is true, and according to rumor, is to be carried out within the next month or two.
I am well aware of Kat's abilities with a sword, dagger, and bow, as they far surpass most. Although i do believe that Legalos Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood is better at the bow, that is beside the point. I have decided that with your permission, i will send Kat into the future, to a place known as Earth. She will stay there until we figure out some way to defeat or delay Saruman's plan.
However, we do have two advantages. Saruman has no idea that Kat is the princess of Melethron, which means he might not expect an army such as your. He also has no idea that Kat is the leader of the Elven Riders. Kat can get here very quickly, something he might not suspect if he is some how watching her.
I hope you allow her to come, and I assure you that she will be perfectly fine in this place called Earth. She will know what to do, it will seem natural. She will however, not have very good sense. When her elven senses do come back though, she will know that she will be brought back soon.
If you like, I will send someone with her, if their parents approve. I will be in touch.
Love,
Galadriel
Sal, who'd been reading over my shoulder, commented, "You know, Kat I have heard many things about the prince of Mirkwood-all of them good," I rolled my eyes, bit she continued anyways, "Oh, come on Kat. I've heard that practically every maiden-including royalty- throw themselves at his feet, " at this I snorted with laughter, 'Wow!' I though, 'hope he's got clean feet!' Sal continued," So, if you meet him, I think you should get to know him," she pretended not to notice me dying of laughter, "Who knows, you might actually wind up liking him." *SMACK* 'Ow!" I gingerly rubbed the back of my head, "besides you've got to *think* about getting married sooner or later."
I was getting fed up, so I decided to say something in case she started talking again. I controlled the urge to smack her upside the head so she knows how it fells, and spoke the truth, "Sal, I would rather throw myself-in battle nonetheless- at my enemies feet totally unarmed- even if my enemy was Saruman himself- than throw myself at *any* elf man's feet!" I look at Sal who was utterly shocked. She knew I wasn't interested in a relationship, but she didn't think I meant what I just said, "i meant that," I reassured her.
Her shock faded and she said slowly, "I pity the one who falls for you. He will have a very hard time breaking into the walls of your heart."
I shrugged," *If* anyone does fall for me, he will not get anywhere near the walls of my heart. Besides," I tried to think how to word this," I stay busy enough being the leader of the Elven Riders."
"Your mother was the leader of the Even Riders before you and she fell in love with our father," she countered. I glanced over at my parents. They were engaged in their own conversation.
"True," I admitted, "Look Sal, can we just not talk about this anymore?"
She signed, "All right." But I noticed her shaking her head, most likely at my stubbornness.
I ate breakfast as quickly as possible and Sal went with me to see me off, as I'd most likely leave before she did. As a precaution, I put a bridle on my horse Fyre and ran my hands through his red mane. Normally I didn't bother to put a bridle on him, or any horse I ride, but when Saruman is after you, you never know what to expect. While we were waiting for the others, Sal asked, "Why do you fear it so?"
"Fear what?" I hoped I sounded casual. No such luck.
"Love," I almost winced at the word- my time with Saruman at Isenguard had made me like this, and I loathed him for it. What I wouldn't give to feel free instead of like a trapped animal slowly running out of space to hide in. Unfortunately, that won't be possible until he's dead- so in the meantime, I mask all my emotions and keep my face unreadable at all times- which can get very difficult; sometimes i can almost feel the red-hot steel whip hitting my back, and the unpoisoned swords slashing me all over in vain attempt to get me to talk about how much of their plans I knew. Fortunately Sal didn't notice.
I took a deep breath," Sal, I fear only one person other than myself," I stopped there to see her reaction.
"Let me guess-your soul mate," she joked, but shut up upon seeing the look on my face, "Or not. Sorry," she whispered.
"Saruman," I said, and it came out as a fear-filled whisper.
I don't think she picked up on the fear in my voice. Her eyes widened and she looked at me unbelievingly- me the fearless princess whose neither heart nor spirit can be tamed. Me who is afraid of anyone who can beat me: be it by using sorcery, mental torture, or- I almost shuddered- physical torture. And me who hides everything with a mask and shows nothing to no one." Really?" she asked.
"Yes," I kept my voice level, as hard as it was, and turned around thus ending our conversation. (A/N: It'd be nice if it was really that easy to end a conversation. *signs*) I saw Haldir coming towards us with the six that were to accompany Sal. Dandeer bowed and I nodded, "Remember, the messages are to be delivered as quickly as possible," I reminded them. The six nodded and went to get their horses- Sal already had hers. I looked at Haldir, who was standing by his horse. I signaled for him to mount up. I did the same and saw my parents coming towards us.
My father said simply," Be careful, Kat. NorolimRide hard."
My mother spoke up as my father moved off to talk to Sal and the six guards," I wish you luck, my little one. Namaregoodbye."
I turned Fyre and Haldir and I trotted to the gate. I stopped at the gate, however, and turned Fyre sideways and lifted my hand. My mother and father returned the gesture, as did Sal and her party. Satisfied, I made Fyre rear and Haldir and I left the gates of Nelethron. I leaned forward, "Norolim, Fyreride hard Fyre" I whispered and he galloped off, with Haldir and his mount right behind us.
SW- Well we hope you like it. I gotta type up the next chapter and then it will be posted Tues. Not bad is it. It's actually 10 pgs hand written and 8 typed. Expect surprises as the story developes. Oh, and if your wondering how I know I'm helping her write it a lil' bit, but 98-99% is all Horse Crazee!!! LOL!! And for the love of purple pixies and lemon drop fairies onegai review. Uh, later!
