Chapter 19 Mirkwood again
We had been ridding for at least three hours when we came to the golden gates of Mirkwood.
"Suliad, te nin la!" 'Hello, let me in!' I shouted.
I was hungry and exahausted.
"Guri avo lam." 'State your name.' a guard called out.
"Peregrin Took." I shouted back.
A loud creaking shot through the forest as the gates opened.
We trotted through as the guards bowed low to us. We rode to Tharinduil's halls and pulled our ponies and horse into a halt.
The stable boys shot out bowed and grabbed the reigns leading the ponies and Elenril into the stables.
"Pippin!" I heard a gentle voice say.
"My Lord." I bowed low as king Tharinduil walked up smiling.
"He bowed back and grinned.
Then he noticed the others. He looked confused and then noticed Frodo's hand.
"Ringbearer." he said shocked. Then he bowed low to Frodo. "I am grateful for everything you did for Middle Earth. You saved us all."
"My King, I never would have made it without help." Frodo smiled.
"I'm sorry, I've kept you out here. You must be hungry, come in and eat." He motioned to the doors which we walked in happily.
Soon enough we were sitting around Tharinduil's great tables filling our plates with the food of the Mirkwood elves.
Tharinduil was just getting started. "And you are who?" he asked looking at Merry.
"I'm sorry that's really rude of me. I'm Meriadoc Brandybuck, known as Merry." Merry looked down embarrassed.
"He's my cousin." I explained.
"And who are you?" he asked Frodo.
"I am Frodo Baggins and this is Samwise Gamgee." Frodo said buttering his slice of bread.
"Baggins! Do you perhaps know a Bilbo Baggins?" Tharinduil asked shocked.
"Yes, he's my uncle." Frodo seemed confused.
"Who would have ever thought a hero could be related to a thief?" the king smiled.
I laughed and began to load my plate for the forth time.
After a day of feasting and talking we were exhausted.
"Legolas should be back late tonight or early tomorrow." Tharinduil seemed excited to see his son again.
"We'll see him tomorrow for sure. We have to start home by noon." Frodo said softly.
"Pippin, can you show them their rooms? I think you know which ones are the guest rooms. You can stay in yours." Tharinduil said turning to me.
"Yes, my lord." I bowed low and led them to the stairs which didn't seem as large as the first time.
I brought each hobbit to their room and then walked slowly back to mine.
I was so tired I just collapsed into the soft sheets and fell into a peaceful sleep.
I don't know how long I was asleep for but suddenly I felt a hand on my mouth silencing me.
I let out a muffled cry and tried to grab my knife.
Suddenly whoever was there began to laugh and I turned quickly around.
Legolas, it was Legolas.
"That was mean." I mumbled making him laugh even harder.
"C'mon everyone else is awake." he pulled me out of the room and down the stairs.
"I'm awake I can walk." I mumbled as we entered the dinning hall.
The other hobbits were already up and talking.
"What's goin on?" I asked groggily.
"You're leaving in an hour." Legolas smiled, "We wanted to say goodbye."
I nodded and he grabbed my arm and quickly led me into the hall.
"Pip, come here." he looked me in the eye. "You have taught me more things than any teacher could. You have proven yourself not a fool. Well, you may have been one before but not now. Anyway, when you go back to the Shire you come see us kay?" he smiled. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small stone on a golden chain. "So you don't forget." he patted me on the shoulder and walked back into the room.
I just stared at the stone. I was stunning. It was as smooth as glass and the colors were amazing. Swirling patterns of green, red, blue, purple, and any other color you can possibly imagine.
I clasped the chain around my neck and pushed the stone under my shirt.
I walked into the room and sat next to Merry. We joked around and talked about nothing.
"Your horses are ready." A servant bowed and left. We all followed him.
Outside I could hear the shuffling of ponies.
"Why did you give it to me?" I asked Legolas quietly.
"It can give you hope if there is none, it can give you strength if you are weak. It is what you can look to if you have nowhere to turn." he muttered back.
I hate it when he speaks in riddles. I was confused as I lifted myself onto Elenril and as we rode home.
We still had 450 miles to go. We rode for three weeks then saw Rivendell. It was September 26 last time I checked. We rode through the huge stone gates.
Most of the elves had left giving the city a empty feeling. Lord Elrond had let us use the kitchens and bedrooms until we wished to go home.
We left on October 6 riding to Bree.
I knocked on the gate and the gatekeeper opened the small peephole and looked at us.
"What do you want?" the keeper growled.
I didn't answer, I looked into the small opening and exclaimed. "You're not the regular keeper!"
"Yeah, the other one got killed by the black riders. Trampled him." the man said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my name's Peregrin Took, we want to go to the Prancing Pony." I said gently.
"Come in." the doors opened and we walked in. We walked through the dirt streets of Bree and up to the old inn. We were so tired we just told Butterbur we just wanted to sleep and leave at noon.
In the afternoon we began our ride home. Around 6o'clock it began to rain. We rode on a familer rode to our homeland.
In the distance a great spiked gate rose up. We stood there dumbfounded. There had never been a gate before.
"What the.." I started.
Author's Notes: I'm sorry I messed up on the miles last chapter. They weren't right. I was never good at math. :)
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Ri0t-Gurl- WOOHOO!! More chocolate!!
Ice Ember- True! I guess it's because they're Gondorian and Mirkwoodian horses and ponies.
We had been ridding for at least three hours when we came to the golden gates of Mirkwood.
"Suliad, te nin la!" 'Hello, let me in!' I shouted.
I was hungry and exahausted.
"Guri avo lam." 'State your name.' a guard called out.
"Peregrin Took." I shouted back.
A loud creaking shot through the forest as the gates opened.
We trotted through as the guards bowed low to us. We rode to Tharinduil's halls and pulled our ponies and horse into a halt.
The stable boys shot out bowed and grabbed the reigns leading the ponies and Elenril into the stables.
"Pippin!" I heard a gentle voice say.
"My Lord." I bowed low as king Tharinduil walked up smiling.
"He bowed back and grinned.
Then he noticed the others. He looked confused and then noticed Frodo's hand.
"Ringbearer." he said shocked. Then he bowed low to Frodo. "I am grateful for everything you did for Middle Earth. You saved us all."
"My King, I never would have made it without help." Frodo smiled.
"I'm sorry, I've kept you out here. You must be hungry, come in and eat." He motioned to the doors which we walked in happily.
Soon enough we were sitting around Tharinduil's great tables filling our plates with the food of the Mirkwood elves.
Tharinduil was just getting started. "And you are who?" he asked looking at Merry.
"I'm sorry that's really rude of me. I'm Meriadoc Brandybuck, known as Merry." Merry looked down embarrassed.
"He's my cousin." I explained.
"And who are you?" he asked Frodo.
"I am Frodo Baggins and this is Samwise Gamgee." Frodo said buttering his slice of bread.
"Baggins! Do you perhaps know a Bilbo Baggins?" Tharinduil asked shocked.
"Yes, he's my uncle." Frodo seemed confused.
"Who would have ever thought a hero could be related to a thief?" the king smiled.
I laughed and began to load my plate for the forth time.
After a day of feasting and talking we were exhausted.
"Legolas should be back late tonight or early tomorrow." Tharinduil seemed excited to see his son again.
"We'll see him tomorrow for sure. We have to start home by noon." Frodo said softly.
"Pippin, can you show them their rooms? I think you know which ones are the guest rooms. You can stay in yours." Tharinduil said turning to me.
"Yes, my lord." I bowed low and led them to the stairs which didn't seem as large as the first time.
I brought each hobbit to their room and then walked slowly back to mine.
I was so tired I just collapsed into the soft sheets and fell into a peaceful sleep.
I don't know how long I was asleep for but suddenly I felt a hand on my mouth silencing me.
I let out a muffled cry and tried to grab my knife.
Suddenly whoever was there began to laugh and I turned quickly around.
Legolas, it was Legolas.
"That was mean." I mumbled making him laugh even harder.
"C'mon everyone else is awake." he pulled me out of the room and down the stairs.
"I'm awake I can walk." I mumbled as we entered the dinning hall.
The other hobbits were already up and talking.
"What's goin on?" I asked groggily.
"You're leaving in an hour." Legolas smiled, "We wanted to say goodbye."
I nodded and he grabbed my arm and quickly led me into the hall.
"Pip, come here." he looked me in the eye. "You have taught me more things than any teacher could. You have proven yourself not a fool. Well, you may have been one before but not now. Anyway, when you go back to the Shire you come see us kay?" he smiled. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small stone on a golden chain. "So you don't forget." he patted me on the shoulder and walked back into the room.
I just stared at the stone. I was stunning. It was as smooth as glass and the colors were amazing. Swirling patterns of green, red, blue, purple, and any other color you can possibly imagine.
I clasped the chain around my neck and pushed the stone under my shirt.
I walked into the room and sat next to Merry. We joked around and talked about nothing.
"Your horses are ready." A servant bowed and left. We all followed him.
Outside I could hear the shuffling of ponies.
"Why did you give it to me?" I asked Legolas quietly.
"It can give you hope if there is none, it can give you strength if you are weak. It is what you can look to if you have nowhere to turn." he muttered back.
I hate it when he speaks in riddles. I was confused as I lifted myself onto Elenril and as we rode home.
We still had 450 miles to go. We rode for three weeks then saw Rivendell. It was September 26 last time I checked. We rode through the huge stone gates.
Most of the elves had left giving the city a empty feeling. Lord Elrond had let us use the kitchens and bedrooms until we wished to go home.
We left on October 6 riding to Bree.
I knocked on the gate and the gatekeeper opened the small peephole and looked at us.
"What do you want?" the keeper growled.
I didn't answer, I looked into the small opening and exclaimed. "You're not the regular keeper!"
"Yeah, the other one got killed by the black riders. Trampled him." the man said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my name's Peregrin Took, we want to go to the Prancing Pony." I said gently.
"Come in." the doors opened and we walked in. We walked through the dirt streets of Bree and up to the old inn. We were so tired we just told Butterbur we just wanted to sleep and leave at noon.
In the afternoon we began our ride home. Around 6o'clock it began to rain. We rode on a familer rode to our homeland.
In the distance a great spiked gate rose up. We stood there dumbfounded. There had never been a gate before.
"What the.." I started.
Author's Notes: I'm sorry I messed up on the miles last chapter. They weren't right. I was never good at math. :)
Reviews:
Ri0t-Gurl- WOOHOO!! More chocolate!!
Ice Ember- True! I guess it's because they're Gondorian and Mirkwoodian horses and ponies.
