Late into the night, Aragorn approached Ivy.

"Lady Ivy, may I speak with you for a while?"

"Sure." The girl stood up and followed Aragorn out her the tent. They walked in silence for a couple of minutes, and Ivy's curiosity took over. "Lord Aragorn, what did you want to speak with me about?"

"I would like to ask you about Kammie."

"Alright."

"I was wondering, do you know if anything in particular is wrong with her?"

"Well, a couple of weeks ago, her step-mother killed herself. Aside from that, I know nothing.

"Her step-mother killed herelf? What happened to her mother?"

"She left her. One night, she just left. Kammie's father has been gone for a long time." Ivy explained. The pair rounded the bend, heading back into camp. "That's all you wanted to know?"

"Yes."

** At the same time that Aragorn went to speak with Ivy, Eowyn went to see Kammie. When she heard the Lady arrive, she looked up.

"Lady Eowyn, may I help you?"

"I just came to talk." She replied.

"Alright, come in. You're welcome to sit down." Eowyn followed the girls directions.

"You see close with Legolas. When did the two of you meet?"

"Not even a week ago. It's hard to explain how it happened."

"Even then, you seem to have such a tight relationship with him." Eowyn seemed to be trying to pry in on something.

"Well, I guess. We talk a lot, and about serious things. The very first night that I was here, we spoke. Why do you ask?"

"He watches out for you. Even if you don't notice, he does. It's like he's making sure that you don't get hurt. If you were an elf, it would seem as you were sister and brother. Kammie thought for a minute Why would Legolas be so concerned for her? Of course! He knew! He must have figured it out the first night. Well of course he had! She had fallen asleep on the hillside with her dagger, and had woken up back at camp, without her dagger. Obviously, it had fallen out of her sleeve. Since Aragorn hadn't been acting the same, Legolas probably found it and took it.

"I see," Kammie replied, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some duties to tend to." She quickly walked out of the tent, and over to where Legolas was staying.

"Hello Kammie." He greeted her with an unexpectedhug.

"Hi. I can't find my dagger, do you happen to know what happened to it? I seem to have misplaced it." Legolas looked around, then pulled it out of his bag.

"I foud it on the ground and picked it up a while ago." He handed it back to her.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Kammie turned to leave, but decided against it.

"You know, don't you?"

"What?" Legolas had a confused expression

"You know about what I did on my first night here, don't you?" Just in case he didn't know, she didn't want to give anything away. "That, is when you found my dagger. Wasn't it?"

"Well...yes."

"So you do know?"

"Yes." Legolas said solemnly, "I do know." Kammie sat down on the ground, and pulled her knees into her chest.

""That's what I thought." She said.

"Kammie," Legolas crouched down before her, "Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine." She muttered.

"You don't seem fine. What's wrong?"

"It's a long story." Legolas shifted around, sitting crosslegged, he looked at the girl. Who was suffering inside, but didn't show it on the out.

"Are you ready to tell it?" Kammie looked away, sheilding her eyes from the elf's. "Kammie?" He raised her face with his fingers.

"Maybe later." She whispered, then quickly left the tent. Legolas looked pat the tent flap, swaying gently in the breeze. With his elven eyes, he saw tears rolling down her face.

"The poor girl." He muutered, so that only he could hear.

That was the end of the night for everyone. KAmmie dried off her tears, and Legolas was left alone to think for an hour before he slept.