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Chapter 2
The Crystal Sword
Estel patted Voronwer's nose gently as a stable assistant saddled him up. Voronwer was nearly as excited as Estel to be leaving on a trip. He was up early in the morning and grew quite restless in his stall, awaking the rest of the horses who were less then happy to hear his nickering.
Estel had two blades on him as well as a quiver of arrows and a bow. Though he wasn't near the marksmen as the twins, he was still quite deadly with a bow and the fletching at his fingertips. Elladan and Elrohir each only carried one blade, and bow and quiver.
'What is you extra knife for?' asked Elladan as he tightened the reins of his own steed.
'For luck.' said Estel simply. 'It was the first weapon I held when I began training.' Elladan smiled and nodded.
Elrohir appeared from another stall with his horse that had already been saddled and stored. He had put on his cloak and clasped it with a silver brooch.
'Will you be ready in five minutes?' he asked them.
'I only need two.' said Elladan.
'I just need to store my ride and run up to my chamber to grab my cloak.' Estel ran his hand down his steed's face before he darted from the stable.
'Hurry back!' called Elrohir.
Estel reached his chamber and opened a cabinet on the left wall of the door. The balcony doors had been closed and the curtains tied. His bed was made and the candles were all completely extinguished. He pulled his cloak from a hook in the cabinet, shut and locked the doors. When he left the room one last time that day, he took a deep breath of the palace air. He looked around at the golden rails, pillars and fountains that decorated the floor below. There was a large tree that grew in the center and created the roof that sheltered any storm.
When he reached the bottom of the staircase he was suddenly standing in front or Arwen. She smiled down at him. Her dress was a shimmering white that seemed to glow in front of him. Her hair was down and a necklace tied around her white neck. Her eyes shone like stars in a late night sky.
'You are leaving soon?' she asked. Estel took a loud gulp and blushed.
'Y-yes.' he replied. Her eyes sparkled into his, pulling him from the world around him.
'Would you mind if you took something of mine with you?' her voice was like a melody playing in his ears. He shook his head slowly.
'Not at all my lady.' she smiled and took his hand. In it she placed something heavy. Estel couldn't take his eyes of her to look at it.
'Farewell, Estel, child of hope.' she looked as though she was going to leave, but she made a sudden motion before doing so. Estel felt her warm lips on his cheek and her sweet breath filled his nose. It was just a little peck that placed Estel in such a state of shock that he dropped his cloak.
After he pulled himself from his trance he looked down at the little item in his palm. It was a small crystal figurine. The shape was a sword standing tip down on the base. It glowed like the skin of Arwen herself.
'Estel?' the boy looked up to see Elrohir appear from around the corner. He hid the figurine in his fist and shoved it in his pocket. 'What's keeping you? It's time to go.' Estel nodded, picked up his cloak, and followed Elrohir outside.
The morning was cool and brisk like that of any other spring day. Summer was approaching and the early blossoms were beginning to fall from the trees. Fruit began to replace them in small green bundles.
Elrond was waiting for them on the north side of the house. Estel found that his horse had already been led there and the Elladan had mounted.
'Are you ready then?' he asked. 'I had to store your ride for you. I don't know what kept you there so long.' Estel wanted to ask how long he was gone, but didn't. When they were mounted and comfortable, Elrond bid them farewell.
'Watch over each other and do not stray.' he said. 'I will send assistance if I feel anything goes wrong.'
'You don't need to do that, father.' said Elrohir.
'Estel could stand a cut or two from an orc or three.' laughed Elladan. Estel gave a sarcastic laugh towards him.
'Stay together and stick to the road.' Elrond continued as though he hadn't heard the meandering remark. 'Farewell, and good luck be with you!'
'Farewell father!' said the twins as the turned and headed off to the north.
'Good bye Lord Elrond.' said Estel with a nod of his head. Elrond nodded back before Estel turned and trotted up to the twins.
As they rose up a winding path to the north, the view of Rivendell began to fog over from the mist made from the falls. When they breached the cliff and got a mile away from Imladris, all they could see were a few small rooftops and the mist from the cataract. It was almost as though there was no kingdom down there at all. Estel began to stop looking behind him and stared ahead where there was nothing but rolling hills and the Misty Mountains to be seen.
Chapter 2
The Crystal Sword
Estel patted Voronwer's nose gently as a stable assistant saddled him up. Voronwer was nearly as excited as Estel to be leaving on a trip. He was up early in the morning and grew quite restless in his stall, awaking the rest of the horses who were less then happy to hear his nickering.
Estel had two blades on him as well as a quiver of arrows and a bow. Though he wasn't near the marksmen as the twins, he was still quite deadly with a bow and the fletching at his fingertips. Elladan and Elrohir each only carried one blade, and bow and quiver.
'What is you extra knife for?' asked Elladan as he tightened the reins of his own steed.
'For luck.' said Estel simply. 'It was the first weapon I held when I began training.' Elladan smiled and nodded.
Elrohir appeared from another stall with his horse that had already been saddled and stored. He had put on his cloak and clasped it with a silver brooch.
'Will you be ready in five minutes?' he asked them.
'I only need two.' said Elladan.
'I just need to store my ride and run up to my chamber to grab my cloak.' Estel ran his hand down his steed's face before he darted from the stable.
'Hurry back!' called Elrohir.
Estel reached his chamber and opened a cabinet on the left wall of the door. The balcony doors had been closed and the curtains tied. His bed was made and the candles were all completely extinguished. He pulled his cloak from a hook in the cabinet, shut and locked the doors. When he left the room one last time that day, he took a deep breath of the palace air. He looked around at the golden rails, pillars and fountains that decorated the floor below. There was a large tree that grew in the center and created the roof that sheltered any storm.
When he reached the bottom of the staircase he was suddenly standing in front or Arwen. She smiled down at him. Her dress was a shimmering white that seemed to glow in front of him. Her hair was down and a necklace tied around her white neck. Her eyes shone like stars in a late night sky.
'You are leaving soon?' she asked. Estel took a loud gulp and blushed.
'Y-yes.' he replied. Her eyes sparkled into his, pulling him from the world around him.
'Would you mind if you took something of mine with you?' her voice was like a melody playing in his ears. He shook his head slowly.
'Not at all my lady.' she smiled and took his hand. In it she placed something heavy. Estel couldn't take his eyes of her to look at it.
'Farewell, Estel, child of hope.' she looked as though she was going to leave, but she made a sudden motion before doing so. Estel felt her warm lips on his cheek and her sweet breath filled his nose. It was just a little peck that placed Estel in such a state of shock that he dropped his cloak.
After he pulled himself from his trance he looked down at the little item in his palm. It was a small crystal figurine. The shape was a sword standing tip down on the base. It glowed like the skin of Arwen herself.
'Estel?' the boy looked up to see Elrohir appear from around the corner. He hid the figurine in his fist and shoved it in his pocket. 'What's keeping you? It's time to go.' Estel nodded, picked up his cloak, and followed Elrohir outside.
The morning was cool and brisk like that of any other spring day. Summer was approaching and the early blossoms were beginning to fall from the trees. Fruit began to replace them in small green bundles.
Elrond was waiting for them on the north side of the house. Estel found that his horse had already been led there and the Elladan had mounted.
'Are you ready then?' he asked. 'I had to store your ride for you. I don't know what kept you there so long.' Estel wanted to ask how long he was gone, but didn't. When they were mounted and comfortable, Elrond bid them farewell.
'Watch over each other and do not stray.' he said. 'I will send assistance if I feel anything goes wrong.'
'You don't need to do that, father.' said Elrohir.
'Estel could stand a cut or two from an orc or three.' laughed Elladan. Estel gave a sarcastic laugh towards him.
'Stay together and stick to the road.' Elrond continued as though he hadn't heard the meandering remark. 'Farewell, and good luck be with you!'
'Farewell father!' said the twins as the turned and headed off to the north.
'Good bye Lord Elrond.' said Estel with a nod of his head. Elrond nodded back before Estel turned and trotted up to the twins.
As they rose up a winding path to the north, the view of Rivendell began to fog over from the mist made from the falls. When they breached the cliff and got a mile away from Imladris, all they could see were a few small rooftops and the mist from the cataract. It was almost as though there was no kingdom down there at all. Estel began to stop looking behind him and stared ahead where there was nothing but rolling hills and the Misty Mountains to be seen.