A/N: Nenriel--thanks
Anya--lol please don't kill me
leggylover--Yes it will definatly have Legolas, he's my favorite!
Kathryn Angelle--Eowyns cool but that sucks for her that Aragorn likes Arwen not her.
God (No, really!)--yea its taking me long to update, I'll try to be faster next time.
Thanks everyone for reviewing. Sorry this update took so long. The next chapter will be up kinda soon, depending on how fast I type it. Please review. :)
Chapter 2
The day the Fellowship came was bright and sunny. In my heart I had a strange feeling that something big was going to happen. It was about 5 days after my brother had been banished. Life had been hell. Grima followed me everywhere, and seemed more in love with me every passing day. I needed a man and I needed one fast. It was so insulting that the only man that was interested in me was a pale greasy-haired freak. His skin was all white and shriveled up and looked so disgusting. And whenever he got close to me I felt nauseous from the sight of his disgusting face and the foul smell of his hair. I was constantly slapping him when he was hitting on me, but it didn't help. The slimy creature couldn't take a hint, he thought I was flirting with him.
I had just run away from him after he had come up to me and stroked my hair, and I was standing on the balcony outside my room. The wind blew my hair back as I stood there looking at the kingdom. I saw three horses approaching the hill. My heart leapt with joy. Visitors! And all men from the looks of it. I ran my hands through my hair and smoothed down my dress as I watched them ride closer. Soon they were riding through the gates. One of them caught my eye right away. He was tall and strong with shoulder length dark brown hair. He was very handsome and looked like a Ranger. Right then I decided that he was the one I wanted. And I was confident that I could have him. I had never been refused by a man.
As I stood there I looked at the other three men. One was an elf, young, tall, with long silky blond hair, very good looking. I decided that he would be my second choice...not that it would come to that, the tall dark Ranger would not refuse me. The other man was old, but I didn't let that fool me, because I knew from experience that some old men were really good in bed. My last choice was the dwarf. It's just hard, if you can imagine, to get it on with somebody ½ your size.
So with that I flipped back my hair and ran down to the throne room, where my uncle was. I was sure that it was him whom they had come to see. I stood in the shadows behind my uncle waiting for them to come in. Grima came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and took a step forward. He was about to protest, but the doors opened, and the four men burst in. All their weapons had been taken, probably by the guards on Grima's orders. Grima ran over the them and shouted at the guards, "Fools! Why didn't you take the wizard's staff?" The old man was holding what looked like a walking stick. When the guards came running at him he raised it up and blew them away. Grima was right, the man was a wizard. I stood and watched as the old man sucked the spirit of Saruman out of my uncle. He freed him. I rushed over to my uncle and hugged him, joyful that he was back.
I was introduced to the four men: Aragorn; son of Arathorn of Gondor, Legolas; Prince of Mirkwood, Gimli; son of Gloin, and Gandalf the White. I was very satisfied when I saw the four men checking me out. Everything was working just as planned.
A/N: The next chapter will be her first attempt. Thanks for reading
