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Chapter 8 - An Empath's Healing.
Nefaratoiel was emotionally exhausted. She was Sauron's grand-daughter, a dark child, a dark soul. Her mother's aura had been darker than others, but Nefaratoiel's was darker yet. A child of darkness that was what she saw herself as. She was giving up on life, why bother living when you had so little to live for. Haldir, Galadriel, Celeborn, Mariel, Elrond, Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan, Legolas, and Lhunrothien could feel Nefaratoiel's life dim, as she surrendered herself to her sorrow. The others could feel the elves sorrow and questioned them as to what was the matter. When they told them about Nefaratoiel, everyone looked horrified at first but slowly understood why they felt such sorrow. They had waited for so long for the Lady of the Night to be returned, and when they found Nefaratoiel they were overjoyed. Now it seemed that they would lose the last remnants of the House of Night.
Haldir looked so serious all the time he did not want Nefaratoiel to give up on life. He enjoyed her company and whereas Nefaratoiel felt her aura dark and forbidding he found it calming and peaceful. It was unlike anyone else's, it almost made you want to sleep. Nefaratoiel slept all day and woke up at sawn the next day. She took a deep breath and turned to look out her balcony. Silmaneero stirred at her feet and crept up to her mistress side and began to purr. Nefaratoiel put on a little smile for Silmaneero. She rose from her bed and picked up Silmaneero, cuddling the tiger close. She walked out onto her balcony and looked out over Rivendell. A small tear crept down her cheek as she felt the light aura around her in contrast to her dark one.
There was a soft knock at her door and Nefaratoiel quickly wiped her tear away as she called out, Come in."
The door opened and Lhunrothien crept softly into her room. Lhunrothien stood there for a moment. Nefaratoiel could almost feel how old Lhunrothien was. She felt as old as Glorfindel. Lhunrothien sat at the small table that occupied Nefaratoiel's room and gestured for Nefaratoiel to sit across from her. "You are slipping into shadow child. You fear the shadow yet seemingly you readily embrace it. May I inquire as to why?"
Nefaratoiel had sat before Lhunrothien before this was said. Nefaratoiel looked up at Lhunrothien, despair in her eyes, "You would not understand."
"I understand better than you think. I am an empath. I can feel what you feel. I do understand your pain for I can feel it to, what I do not understand is why you embrace what you fear?" Lhunrothien asked again.
Nefaratoiel whispered so even Lhunrothien and all her elven hearing had to strain to hear what was said, "What else have I?"
Lhunrothien stared shocked. Then she began to get a little angry, "You are selfish." She accused.
At this Nefaratoiel looked up surprised and a little hurt. "How am I selfish? I help others in need, I keep nothing for myself and have always sought to make others happy before myself. How, tell me! How am I selfish?"
Lhunrothien looked at Nefaratoiel straight in the eye. An act most would not do. "You think that only you are affected by this news and turn of events. Galadriel has mourned for her sister for centuries. She has wished and hoped beyond all else that Ariadiel would return. Instead she found you. Her sister's child. The last child of the House of Night."
Nefaratoiel soon began to struggle to breath as she felt Lhunrothien's aura grow. She was amplifying it somehow. Nefaratoiel was being smothered and began to panic. Lhunrothien felt her power rise as she began to sense emotions more clearly. She quickly shut out the feelings as she had long since learned to do. Lhunrothien spotted the Dagger of Night Retreating beside Nefaratoiel's bedside. Lhunrothien pushed the hilt of the dagger into Nefaratoiel's hands and slowly the rush of power began to diminish and Nefaratoiel's breathing began to regulate.
Nefaratoiel looked down at the dagger in her hands. "What happened?" She questioned. The crystals began to glow in Nefaratoiel's hands and Nefaratoiel looked at the blade in awe. Nefaratoiel was looking at Lhunrothien in wonder as she waited for her to answer.
Lhunrothien sighed and sat back, "I knew your mother while she was still living in living in Lothlorien. We didn't really become close friends but we understood each other if nothing else. I needed to do something back then. I don't wish to tell my story but your mother knew that I would not be able to complete my task as I was so she lent to me her two daggers of night. The Dagger of Nights Calling and the Dagger of Night Retreating. They represent the different aspects of Night during both night and day. The Dagger of Nights Calling made it so that my presence could not be sensed by others neither could one peer into my thoughts. The Dagger of Night Retreating was more important in one aspect; I did not know how to control my powers. The dagger helped me to control my powers until I was able to do so by myself. Not that long after I had completed my task I heard of your mothers disappearance. I returned to Lothlorien immediately. I looked with the elves of Lorien everywhere for your mother but we could not find her anywhere. I gave to Galadriel the two daggers that your mother had given to me. I told Galadriel that she needed them more than me, and maybe that she could help them back to their rightful owner. One who would cause the crystals to glow."
Nefaratoiel looked at the dagger in her hands. "And she found me. A child of darkness," Nefaratoiel said bitterly.
"No," Lhunrothien corrected, "She found her niece."
Lhunrothien left Nefaratoiel to her thoughts after that. Nefaratoiel sat on the floor and stared at the blade in her hands. Silmaneero butted Nefaratoiel bringing her out of her thoughts. Nefaratoiel smiled a true smile this time as she stroked the tiger. Her spirits lifted almost as if Lhunrothien had healed her spirit somehow. She made a mental note to thank Lhunrothien later. Nefaratoiel bathed and changed into a simple dress of sky blue. She opened the door of her room and waited for Silmaneero to exit before heading to the dining hall. Nefaratoiel was pretty hungry seeing as she missed 3 or 4 meals already. As she came into the dining hall the others were just arriving there as well. They laughed and beckoned Nefaratoiel over to them. Nefaratoiel considered declining but then thought that she had wallowed in self-pity for long enough. She walked over to her friends with a smile. "We're going to have our lunch outside. Won't you join us?"
Nefaratoiel smiled, "I'd love to join you." She responded sincerely.
Mariel smiled. She could no longer sense the sorrow that Nefaratoiel had been feeling and it seemed that Nefaratoiel's aura was full of life. Rin lead the way outside as the woman got comfortable waiting for the men to bring lunch. They didn't have to wait long and the couples soon paired off. They were enjoying their meal, laughing and talking when suddenly there were angry shouts from a top the waterfall. Nefaratoiel looked up, curious to see what all the commotion was about. She was surprised to see someone falling down the waterfall. Whomever it was they landed with a big splash. They just managed to resurface when there was a call from above, "CANNON BALL!!!!"
Someone landed right on top of the person who had fallen before. The second person resurfaced and swam to shore as the first person floated downstream unconscious. The second person that had jumped had a big smile on their face. It was a girl and it was a hobbit. Her big hairy feet, short curly hair and height were a dead give away. She was cute in her own way. She had reddish brown hair that was cropped to just above her ears. Her hair was very curly and her eyes were a leaf green color. She wore a traveler's tunic that was the same color as her hair and her breeches were brown. Her cloak was mahogany and held in place with little dragon cloak broach.
There was a mischievous light in her eyes as she looked at those gathered. "Hello, my name is Lily."
Nefaratoiel stared at the little hobbit and then looked down stream at the human man who the elves just pulled out of the river and she began to laugh. "What on earth did he do to make you so angry?" Nefaratoiel asked, her eyes full of laughter.
Lily smiled, "Glad that you found his misery so amusing. He's just not a very nice person and seems to think he can get away with anything. I felt it my civic duty to put him in his place."
Lhunrothien began to laugh with Nefaratoiel. The others soon began to laugh as well. "Well come join us for lunch." Arwen invited. Lily politely declined the offer. She walked into Rivendell off on whatever chore she needed to complete. After everyone had settled down we acted as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. After all it was just a little hobbit's revenge.
Midday passed to soon for the friends liking and they soon departed on whatever chores that they had to do. Mariel and Elrohir left to find Elladan and then Elrond. Lhunrothien went off in search of her old friend Glorfindel to chat about a new finding of hers. Eomer had received a message from Rohan earlier that morning and left to write a reply. Rin went with him so that they could do something together when he finished. Aragorn was going to go over his reports from Gondor, and Arwen would help him. Legolas and Gimli headed off to the stables to continue Gimli's riding lessons. Even Haldir excused himself, as Lord Celeborn had sent for him. Nefaratoiel was the only one who didn't have anything to do. Normally she would be traveling or doing a few magic tricks to earn a few coins. Here in Rivendell it wasn't required of her to perform and for once in her life Nefaratoiel had nothing to do. Silmaneero, Avath and Willow had run off somewhere and Nefaratoiel could not find them.
Eventually after wandering around for an hour Nefaratoiel sat down in a gazebo, bored out of her mind. She didn't notice the flowers around her curl up as if it were night. Nefaratoiel looked out at Rivendell and although it was peaceful and nice not to have to worry about anything, Nefaratoiel wanted to travel again. She had never stayed in one place for so long since she had started wandering. Often Nefaratoiel's thoughts would stray back to the days when she was still traveling with her mother. Nefaratoiel snapped out of her thoughts after a moment. She made up her mind. She would leave Rivendell tomorrow. Where she would go Nefaratoiel wasn't sure but she knew that deep in her heart that she couldn't stay here any longer.
Nefaratoiel walked back to her room. Once there she took out a journey pack and quickly paced two sets of identical travel clothes the elves had given to her. She also took three different dresses and a fourth dress that was identical to the one she had worn when meeting Galadriel for the first time. Nefaratoiel grabbed her old daggers and stuffed them into her pack just in case. Her new daggers she put in the sleeves of the travel clothes that she had not packed away. These she put under her bed. She stuffed her pack under her bed too. She picked up the bow and quiver that the elves had given her and put it in the corner of her room, as to not draw attention to them. Nefaratoiel crept into the kitchens silently staying in the shadows. She used an old spell her mother had taught her. So long as she stayed in the shadows no one would be able to see her unless they had some power of the night. Even then they would only be able to see her silhouette. She snatched up a weeks worth of rations without the cooks noticing and stuffed this into her journey pack upon returning to her room.
She had just finished hiding any sign that she would be leaving when there was a soft knock at the door. Nefaratoiel answered the door immediately. It was Galadriel. "Lady?" Nefaratoiel questioned, confused as to why Galadriel had come to see her.
Galadriel smiled, "Hello Nefaratoiel there is no need for titles. I was wondering why you are leaving Rivendell?"
Nefaratoiel winced inwardly. She had forgotten that Galadriel could peer into people's minds and Nefaratoiel had not kept the Dagger of Nights Calling with her the entire time she had been going about making ready to leave Rivendell. "Come inside Galadriel, I suppose I must explain"
Galadriel entered Nefaratoiel's room and made herself comfortable. Nefaratoiel sat across from her, "Before I explain as to why I am leaving I would like to know how many people have you told?"
"I haven't told anyone that you plan on leaving." Galadriel's voice rang with the truth.
Nefaratoiel nodded absent-mindedly. "I cannot stay here. There is nothing for me here. I need to do something. It doesn't really matter what I do so long as I am doing something. I have always had something to so. Never once has a day gone by where there was nothing for me to do but sit back and relax. I am not that type of person Galadriel and I cannot stand another day of being pampered."
Galadriel looked shocked. Of all the things that she had thought, this was not what she expected. Nefaratoiel's past was not kind and there hadn't been time for leisurely activities. Nefaratoiel's status dictate that such things that Nefaratoiel turn away were her birth right, but Nefaratoiel wanted none of it because it was strange and foreign to her. It was too much all at once and though Nefaratoiel might come to accept some of the leisure's her status dictated, she would never be comfortable with all of them. Galadriel was amazed at Nefaratoiel. Almost anyone would kill to be in Nefaratoiel's place. To have servants attend their every need and anything they wanted or needed they would have. Nefaratoiel rejected this. She wanted to do things herself and earn what she needed. Not have it handed to her on a silver platter.
"I misjudged you. Like your mother it is hard to peer into your thoughts and I thought perhaps you were running away. But I see now that you are not, you simply wish to fly with your own wings and not let others do the flying for you. I will not try to stop you but I ask of you this. Give your friends a chance to go with you, or at least take Haldir. I do not wish to lose you as I did your mother." Galadriel rose and hugged Nefaratoiel then left without another word.
Nefaratoiel sat there thinking when she realized how selfish she was being. Nefaratoiel nodded then smiled. Tomorrow she would tell her friends she was leaving and if they decided to follow, then she would be glad to have their company. With that Nefaratoiel stood and changed into her nightclothes. She would tell them tomorrow and leave at first light on the day after. After all, not everyone was as used to traveling at night as she was.
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No one is reviewing.... Well thank you Rinbelethwen and Amber for the reviews...as for anyone else reading my story I'm becoming a little discouraged that you aren't reviewing. I don't care if you flame just please tell me what you think. Anyways this chapter is different.... I guess I need to liven the story up a little bit well here's the title for an upcoming chapter not sure when but it IS coming. It is called - A Hobbit's Revenge. I'm gonna try my hand at some humor so if you want it you gotta review. I want reviews from five different people before I post it. And if you want some sort of particular scene (ex. Romance, humor, dark, depressed.) or you just want someone to do something tell me and ill try to work it into my story. Well C YA!
~*~Nefaratoiel~*~
Chapter 8 - An Empath's Healing.
Nefaratoiel was emotionally exhausted. She was Sauron's grand-daughter, a dark child, a dark soul. Her mother's aura had been darker than others, but Nefaratoiel's was darker yet. A child of darkness that was what she saw herself as. She was giving up on life, why bother living when you had so little to live for. Haldir, Galadriel, Celeborn, Mariel, Elrond, Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan, Legolas, and Lhunrothien could feel Nefaratoiel's life dim, as she surrendered herself to her sorrow. The others could feel the elves sorrow and questioned them as to what was the matter. When they told them about Nefaratoiel, everyone looked horrified at first but slowly understood why they felt such sorrow. They had waited for so long for the Lady of the Night to be returned, and when they found Nefaratoiel they were overjoyed. Now it seemed that they would lose the last remnants of the House of Night.
Haldir looked so serious all the time he did not want Nefaratoiel to give up on life. He enjoyed her company and whereas Nefaratoiel felt her aura dark and forbidding he found it calming and peaceful. It was unlike anyone else's, it almost made you want to sleep. Nefaratoiel slept all day and woke up at sawn the next day. She took a deep breath and turned to look out her balcony. Silmaneero stirred at her feet and crept up to her mistress side and began to purr. Nefaratoiel put on a little smile for Silmaneero. She rose from her bed and picked up Silmaneero, cuddling the tiger close. She walked out onto her balcony and looked out over Rivendell. A small tear crept down her cheek as she felt the light aura around her in contrast to her dark one.
There was a soft knock at her door and Nefaratoiel quickly wiped her tear away as she called out, Come in."
The door opened and Lhunrothien crept softly into her room. Lhunrothien stood there for a moment. Nefaratoiel could almost feel how old Lhunrothien was. She felt as old as Glorfindel. Lhunrothien sat at the small table that occupied Nefaratoiel's room and gestured for Nefaratoiel to sit across from her. "You are slipping into shadow child. You fear the shadow yet seemingly you readily embrace it. May I inquire as to why?"
Nefaratoiel had sat before Lhunrothien before this was said. Nefaratoiel looked up at Lhunrothien, despair in her eyes, "You would not understand."
"I understand better than you think. I am an empath. I can feel what you feel. I do understand your pain for I can feel it to, what I do not understand is why you embrace what you fear?" Lhunrothien asked again.
Nefaratoiel whispered so even Lhunrothien and all her elven hearing had to strain to hear what was said, "What else have I?"
Lhunrothien stared shocked. Then she began to get a little angry, "You are selfish." She accused.
At this Nefaratoiel looked up surprised and a little hurt. "How am I selfish? I help others in need, I keep nothing for myself and have always sought to make others happy before myself. How, tell me! How am I selfish?"
Lhunrothien looked at Nefaratoiel straight in the eye. An act most would not do. "You think that only you are affected by this news and turn of events. Galadriel has mourned for her sister for centuries. She has wished and hoped beyond all else that Ariadiel would return. Instead she found you. Her sister's child. The last child of the House of Night."
Nefaratoiel soon began to struggle to breath as she felt Lhunrothien's aura grow. She was amplifying it somehow. Nefaratoiel was being smothered and began to panic. Lhunrothien felt her power rise as she began to sense emotions more clearly. She quickly shut out the feelings as she had long since learned to do. Lhunrothien spotted the Dagger of Night Retreating beside Nefaratoiel's bedside. Lhunrothien pushed the hilt of the dagger into Nefaratoiel's hands and slowly the rush of power began to diminish and Nefaratoiel's breathing began to regulate.
Nefaratoiel looked down at the dagger in her hands. "What happened?" She questioned. The crystals began to glow in Nefaratoiel's hands and Nefaratoiel looked at the blade in awe. Nefaratoiel was looking at Lhunrothien in wonder as she waited for her to answer.
Lhunrothien sighed and sat back, "I knew your mother while she was still living in living in Lothlorien. We didn't really become close friends but we understood each other if nothing else. I needed to do something back then. I don't wish to tell my story but your mother knew that I would not be able to complete my task as I was so she lent to me her two daggers of night. The Dagger of Nights Calling and the Dagger of Night Retreating. They represent the different aspects of Night during both night and day. The Dagger of Nights Calling made it so that my presence could not be sensed by others neither could one peer into my thoughts. The Dagger of Night Retreating was more important in one aspect; I did not know how to control my powers. The dagger helped me to control my powers until I was able to do so by myself. Not that long after I had completed my task I heard of your mothers disappearance. I returned to Lothlorien immediately. I looked with the elves of Lorien everywhere for your mother but we could not find her anywhere. I gave to Galadriel the two daggers that your mother had given to me. I told Galadriel that she needed them more than me, and maybe that she could help them back to their rightful owner. One who would cause the crystals to glow."
Nefaratoiel looked at the dagger in her hands. "And she found me. A child of darkness," Nefaratoiel said bitterly.
"No," Lhunrothien corrected, "She found her niece."
Lhunrothien left Nefaratoiel to her thoughts after that. Nefaratoiel sat on the floor and stared at the blade in her hands. Silmaneero butted Nefaratoiel bringing her out of her thoughts. Nefaratoiel smiled a true smile this time as she stroked the tiger. Her spirits lifted almost as if Lhunrothien had healed her spirit somehow. She made a mental note to thank Lhunrothien later. Nefaratoiel bathed and changed into a simple dress of sky blue. She opened the door of her room and waited for Silmaneero to exit before heading to the dining hall. Nefaratoiel was pretty hungry seeing as she missed 3 or 4 meals already. As she came into the dining hall the others were just arriving there as well. They laughed and beckoned Nefaratoiel over to them. Nefaratoiel considered declining but then thought that she had wallowed in self-pity for long enough. She walked over to her friends with a smile. "We're going to have our lunch outside. Won't you join us?"
Nefaratoiel smiled, "I'd love to join you." She responded sincerely.
Mariel smiled. She could no longer sense the sorrow that Nefaratoiel had been feeling and it seemed that Nefaratoiel's aura was full of life. Rin lead the way outside as the woman got comfortable waiting for the men to bring lunch. They didn't have to wait long and the couples soon paired off. They were enjoying their meal, laughing and talking when suddenly there were angry shouts from a top the waterfall. Nefaratoiel looked up, curious to see what all the commotion was about. She was surprised to see someone falling down the waterfall. Whomever it was they landed with a big splash. They just managed to resurface when there was a call from above, "CANNON BALL!!!!"
Someone landed right on top of the person who had fallen before. The second person resurfaced and swam to shore as the first person floated downstream unconscious. The second person that had jumped had a big smile on their face. It was a girl and it was a hobbit. Her big hairy feet, short curly hair and height were a dead give away. She was cute in her own way. She had reddish brown hair that was cropped to just above her ears. Her hair was very curly and her eyes were a leaf green color. She wore a traveler's tunic that was the same color as her hair and her breeches were brown. Her cloak was mahogany and held in place with little dragon cloak broach.
There was a mischievous light in her eyes as she looked at those gathered. "Hello, my name is Lily."
Nefaratoiel stared at the little hobbit and then looked down stream at the human man who the elves just pulled out of the river and she began to laugh. "What on earth did he do to make you so angry?" Nefaratoiel asked, her eyes full of laughter.
Lily smiled, "Glad that you found his misery so amusing. He's just not a very nice person and seems to think he can get away with anything. I felt it my civic duty to put him in his place."
Lhunrothien began to laugh with Nefaratoiel. The others soon began to laugh as well. "Well come join us for lunch." Arwen invited. Lily politely declined the offer. She walked into Rivendell off on whatever chore she needed to complete. After everyone had settled down we acted as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. After all it was just a little hobbit's revenge.
Midday passed to soon for the friends liking and they soon departed on whatever chores that they had to do. Mariel and Elrohir left to find Elladan and then Elrond. Lhunrothien went off in search of her old friend Glorfindel to chat about a new finding of hers. Eomer had received a message from Rohan earlier that morning and left to write a reply. Rin went with him so that they could do something together when he finished. Aragorn was going to go over his reports from Gondor, and Arwen would help him. Legolas and Gimli headed off to the stables to continue Gimli's riding lessons. Even Haldir excused himself, as Lord Celeborn had sent for him. Nefaratoiel was the only one who didn't have anything to do. Normally she would be traveling or doing a few magic tricks to earn a few coins. Here in Rivendell it wasn't required of her to perform and for once in her life Nefaratoiel had nothing to do. Silmaneero, Avath and Willow had run off somewhere and Nefaratoiel could not find them.
Eventually after wandering around for an hour Nefaratoiel sat down in a gazebo, bored out of her mind. She didn't notice the flowers around her curl up as if it were night. Nefaratoiel looked out at Rivendell and although it was peaceful and nice not to have to worry about anything, Nefaratoiel wanted to travel again. She had never stayed in one place for so long since she had started wandering. Often Nefaratoiel's thoughts would stray back to the days when she was still traveling with her mother. Nefaratoiel snapped out of her thoughts after a moment. She made up her mind. She would leave Rivendell tomorrow. Where she would go Nefaratoiel wasn't sure but she knew that deep in her heart that she couldn't stay here any longer.
Nefaratoiel walked back to her room. Once there she took out a journey pack and quickly paced two sets of identical travel clothes the elves had given to her. She also took three different dresses and a fourth dress that was identical to the one she had worn when meeting Galadriel for the first time. Nefaratoiel grabbed her old daggers and stuffed them into her pack just in case. Her new daggers she put in the sleeves of the travel clothes that she had not packed away. These she put under her bed. She stuffed her pack under her bed too. She picked up the bow and quiver that the elves had given her and put it in the corner of her room, as to not draw attention to them. Nefaratoiel crept into the kitchens silently staying in the shadows. She used an old spell her mother had taught her. So long as she stayed in the shadows no one would be able to see her unless they had some power of the night. Even then they would only be able to see her silhouette. She snatched up a weeks worth of rations without the cooks noticing and stuffed this into her journey pack upon returning to her room.
She had just finished hiding any sign that she would be leaving when there was a soft knock at the door. Nefaratoiel answered the door immediately. It was Galadriel. "Lady?" Nefaratoiel questioned, confused as to why Galadriel had come to see her.
Galadriel smiled, "Hello Nefaratoiel there is no need for titles. I was wondering why you are leaving Rivendell?"
Nefaratoiel winced inwardly. She had forgotten that Galadriel could peer into people's minds and Nefaratoiel had not kept the Dagger of Nights Calling with her the entire time she had been going about making ready to leave Rivendell. "Come inside Galadriel, I suppose I must explain"
Galadriel entered Nefaratoiel's room and made herself comfortable. Nefaratoiel sat across from her, "Before I explain as to why I am leaving I would like to know how many people have you told?"
"I haven't told anyone that you plan on leaving." Galadriel's voice rang with the truth.
Nefaratoiel nodded absent-mindedly. "I cannot stay here. There is nothing for me here. I need to do something. It doesn't really matter what I do so long as I am doing something. I have always had something to so. Never once has a day gone by where there was nothing for me to do but sit back and relax. I am not that type of person Galadriel and I cannot stand another day of being pampered."
Galadriel looked shocked. Of all the things that she had thought, this was not what she expected. Nefaratoiel's past was not kind and there hadn't been time for leisurely activities. Nefaratoiel's status dictate that such things that Nefaratoiel turn away were her birth right, but Nefaratoiel wanted none of it because it was strange and foreign to her. It was too much all at once and though Nefaratoiel might come to accept some of the leisure's her status dictated, she would never be comfortable with all of them. Galadriel was amazed at Nefaratoiel. Almost anyone would kill to be in Nefaratoiel's place. To have servants attend their every need and anything they wanted or needed they would have. Nefaratoiel rejected this. She wanted to do things herself and earn what she needed. Not have it handed to her on a silver platter.
"I misjudged you. Like your mother it is hard to peer into your thoughts and I thought perhaps you were running away. But I see now that you are not, you simply wish to fly with your own wings and not let others do the flying for you. I will not try to stop you but I ask of you this. Give your friends a chance to go with you, or at least take Haldir. I do not wish to lose you as I did your mother." Galadriel rose and hugged Nefaratoiel then left without another word.
Nefaratoiel sat there thinking when she realized how selfish she was being. Nefaratoiel nodded then smiled. Tomorrow she would tell her friends she was leaving and if they decided to follow, then she would be glad to have their company. With that Nefaratoiel stood and changed into her nightclothes. She would tell them tomorrow and leave at first light on the day after. After all, not everyone was as used to traveling at night as she was.
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No one is reviewing.... Well thank you Rinbelethwen and Amber for the reviews...as for anyone else reading my story I'm becoming a little discouraged that you aren't reviewing. I don't care if you flame just please tell me what you think. Anyways this chapter is different.... I guess I need to liven the story up a little bit well here's the title for an upcoming chapter not sure when but it IS coming. It is called - A Hobbit's Revenge. I'm gonna try my hand at some humor so if you want it you gotta review. I want reviews from five different people before I post it. And if you want some sort of particular scene (ex. Romance, humor, dark, depressed.) or you just want someone to do something tell me and ill try to work it into my story. Well C YA!
~*~Nefaratoiel~*~