This next chapter is dedicated to:
- mia - DarkAngel197 - KissTheRainGirl12489
Hope ya'll like it! P.S. go out and watch Dude, Where's My Car. It is sooo funny! Jesse and Chester are shabby at the moment. Please leave a shabby after the beep. SHIBBY!
Chapter Five, Part I:
The paths through the forests outside of Imladris were hard to get through. Númellóte had stupidly forgotten a map, so she thanked the Valar for sending her Anayron. Her best friend had been a messenger and on border patrol for all 3 kingdoms for many years. He knew his way around most middle earth.
"Are you sure this is the way to the Bay of Belfalas?" she asked her friend who was riding very close to her.
"It is not the way to the Bay. We are going to Mirkwood first. We need to rest there, come up with a plan and" he added, his eyes twinkling with unspoken humor, "get a map".
"You just HAD to add that in there, didn't you Ani?" she laughed with him, but inside her heart was doing leaps, and she didn't understand why. He nodded and she poked him in the arm. He started to sniffle. She tried to give him a one sided hug but he was quicker. He pulled her in front of him into his saddle and held onto both horses with one hand.
"It is too cold out this morning for my tastes" he lied, but Lótë was smarter then that.
"You're a full elf, you don't feel the cold" she remarked.
"Oh that's right! Well then, I just got lonely" he tried.
"You were inches away" she retorted.
"Well... ummm... I got bored" he used his last excuse, praying it worked.
"Now that I believe" she giggled, and settled back for the hours of riding until they decided to make tent. The path was very twisty, and when it was late afternoon Ani insisted on spurring the horse into a canter, so they had to twist sharply. Finally it got too dark to see, and Anayron found a campsite.
"Here we go" he said, and helped Lótë off her horse. They tied their horses to a tree where there was grass for them to eat. Then Anayron went off to gather firewood and hunt for dinner, and Lótë set up camp. It was 45 minutes before Ani came back, with heaps of firewood and a large plump rabbit. He made a fire while she skinned the rabbit and stuck a thick branch through it, and propped it against the fire. They ate in comfortable silence, and once they had cleaned up, they relaxed by the fire and talked.
"Ani, why did you come with me?" she asked, curious.
"Because I knew your mother. She was a most wonderful person, and kind to everyone. After her death I vowed to protect you, from a distance. But now I have the opportunity to do more then protect from a distance" he replied, smiling kindly. She hugged his waist and stayed like that.
"Thank you, I would be so lonely and sad and afraid without you" she murmured against his chest.
"Come on, little one. Your tired and its time for bed. We are still in Imladris's borders so we do not need a sentry at night yet. Come on now, to the tent you go" he instructed. They went inside, and laid down on their bedrolls. However, Lótë was only half Elf so she was still shivering even under her covers. Ani woke up, and turned to face her.
"Lótë, sweetie, are you cold?" he inquired. She nodded, and he moved his bedroll against hers. He draped a protective arm around her, and put his over hers.
"Much better, thank you Ani" she mumbled sleepily.
"Of course my lovely, sweet, little one. I love you" he finished in an almost inaudible whisper. But even in the far recesses of Lótë's conscious, she heard it. And her heart that had calmed down started leaping all over and beating wildly. She recognized the feeling of being in love.
'Tomorrow' she thought to herself, 'tomorrow I will tell him'.
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The next day dawned with a fierce, bright, brilliance. The dew on the leaves started to evaporate, and the sun's warm rays filled the spaces between the leaves in the trees. Lótë woke up, with Ani's arm still around her, and him pressed up against her in a very awkward position. She tried to wriggle out from under him without waking him up, but failed.
"Quel amrun" (good morning) he sighed, his glazed look fading into consciousness.
"Same to you, sleepy one. Now come on, we have to move out before someone comes looking for us" she reminded him. They got out of the tent and had some berries and a piece of lembas for breakfast. They cleaned up all traces of camp, and packed up the horses. Just as Ani was helping Lótë up onto her horse, they heard noises.
"Oh no! border guards!" she whispered. True to her prediction, some of the familiar guards, friends of Anayron, came into the clearing. However, it was the person leading them that made Lótë climb off her horse and back slowly away.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Erestor's POV)
She was gone, my daughter Lótë was gone. Only a note and a picture.
"She is not your daughter" I told myself, but my heart had the same ache in it as if she were my own daughter. I ran to Elrond's chambers, banging on the door so loudly I must have woken up half of the citizens. Elrond appeared at the door, looking very sleepy.
"What is it, mellon nin?" Elrond asked.
"Lótë! SHE IS GONE! SHE RAN AWAY!" I exclaimed. Elrond's face became a sketching of fear and worry and concern. In minutes he had dressed and had Glorfindel leading a patrol group to search for her. I went down to Anayron's room, her best friend, to make sure she was not there. She wasn't, but neither was he. I was so confused and worried I did not know what to expect. So I ran down to the courtyard and went with Glorfindel's patrol group.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Back to 3rd Person POV)
Lótë stared incredulously at Erestor and Glorfindel.
"No" she mouthed, then vocalized with a scream, "NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!". she took off running into the woods, Anayron tailing after her. The only thing that stilled Erestor was his heartbreak.
"Don't follow her, she does not want to be found. There is no more we can do. We found her body adrift in the river but it was too treacherous to retrieve" he said in an emotionless voice. All that went through his mind was why should we leave him like this.
'She hates me. She can't stand me for lying to her and now she hates me... what have I done?!'
Meanwhile, Lótë had started running in any direction but Ani soon had them started towards Mirkwood again, this time with only their packs and no tent or bedrolls, but they would just have to suffice. Trees would really be safer anyway. As they were walking, images of Erestor's heartbroken face haunted Lótë's mind.
'What have I done? I am such a horrible daughter! I don't deserve Erestor' she sighed mentally. Suddenly she could not hold it in anymore and burst into sobs. She collapsed to the forest floor and curled into a small ball. Anayron kneeled next to her and held her while she let out all her grief.
"Erestor hates me now! How could I do that to him? He cared for me and loved me as a father for 20 years! And I repay him with this. I am such a horrible person, everyone hates me now! I hate myself! I just want to die! Let me go Ani, I am going to go jump in that river and hope I drown quickly!" she cried, trying to pull away. Anayron's grip tightened almost painfully.
"you are not going anywhere Lótë. You are not a horrible person! You are sacrificing your home to save it, and its inhabitants. It may hurt now but once you have saved Imladris all hurt will be gone. Once we reach Mirkwood you can send Erestor a letter explaining everything, except our current or possible locations. Now come, little one, we will continue on. And I could never hate you Lótë, never in all of my immortality" Ani soothed her, helping her up. They continued walking, Lótë leaning against Anayron. They stopped briefly a few times, resting and talking and planning. When they settled down for the night, they discussed sentry duty at night.
"We sleep about 8 hours, so we could do a two hour watch and rotate four times" Anayron suggested.
"I'll take the first watch" she volunteered.
"No, you need sleep" he argued.
"I'll be fine! Now go in that tent Mister, or I will drag you in there!" she insisted. He didn't move, and she grabbed his sleeve and started dragging him easily.
"Valar above! You're strong for a 20 year old!" he exclaimed as they almost reached the tent. Just as Lótë reached for the flap Anayron tripped her but she twisted and fell on him.
"Well hello there little one, glad you could come visit" he laughed, then veered sharply to the side and ended up straddling her. He tickled her unmercifully until she yelled out Valar. Then he just sat there, staring into her eyes.
"Ani?" she asked quietly, not breaking his gaze. An unspoken request shone in his piercing blue eyes. Her body answered him when she wrapped her arms around his neck and their lips met slowly, hesitantly. As soon as they met Anayron grew bolder, sucking on her bottom lip. She moaned quietly into his mouth and he took advantage of that, snaking his tongue into her mouth. She tensed at first, thinking he was trying to choke her, but soon relaxed into his warm embrace. As his hand started to move downwards towards her chest and she broke the kiss.
"Ani, can we please take this slowly? I have only been kissed once, and I have done nothing else. I want to take my time and learn" she whispered in his ear.
"Of course we can. Now, tell me melethnin, who was your first kiss with?" he asked her, eyes raised in amusement.
"well, it was barely a kiss, and it was Elrohir" she mumbled, blushing.
"oh" was all he replied before crushing his lips against hers once more, stealing the breath from her lungs. They finally broke apart, and Anayron laid down, falling asleep almost instantly.
- mia - DarkAngel197 - KissTheRainGirl12489
Hope ya'll like it! P.S. go out and watch Dude, Where's My Car. It is sooo funny! Jesse and Chester are shabby at the moment. Please leave a shabby after the beep. SHIBBY!
Chapter Five, Part I:
The paths through the forests outside of Imladris were hard to get through. Númellóte had stupidly forgotten a map, so she thanked the Valar for sending her Anayron. Her best friend had been a messenger and on border patrol for all 3 kingdoms for many years. He knew his way around most middle earth.
"Are you sure this is the way to the Bay of Belfalas?" she asked her friend who was riding very close to her.
"It is not the way to the Bay. We are going to Mirkwood first. We need to rest there, come up with a plan and" he added, his eyes twinkling with unspoken humor, "get a map".
"You just HAD to add that in there, didn't you Ani?" she laughed with him, but inside her heart was doing leaps, and she didn't understand why. He nodded and she poked him in the arm. He started to sniffle. She tried to give him a one sided hug but he was quicker. He pulled her in front of him into his saddle and held onto both horses with one hand.
"It is too cold out this morning for my tastes" he lied, but Lótë was smarter then that.
"You're a full elf, you don't feel the cold" she remarked.
"Oh that's right! Well then, I just got lonely" he tried.
"You were inches away" she retorted.
"Well... ummm... I got bored" he used his last excuse, praying it worked.
"Now that I believe" she giggled, and settled back for the hours of riding until they decided to make tent. The path was very twisty, and when it was late afternoon Ani insisted on spurring the horse into a canter, so they had to twist sharply. Finally it got too dark to see, and Anayron found a campsite.
"Here we go" he said, and helped Lótë off her horse. They tied their horses to a tree where there was grass for them to eat. Then Anayron went off to gather firewood and hunt for dinner, and Lótë set up camp. It was 45 minutes before Ani came back, with heaps of firewood and a large plump rabbit. He made a fire while she skinned the rabbit and stuck a thick branch through it, and propped it against the fire. They ate in comfortable silence, and once they had cleaned up, they relaxed by the fire and talked.
"Ani, why did you come with me?" she asked, curious.
"Because I knew your mother. She was a most wonderful person, and kind to everyone. After her death I vowed to protect you, from a distance. But now I have the opportunity to do more then protect from a distance" he replied, smiling kindly. She hugged his waist and stayed like that.
"Thank you, I would be so lonely and sad and afraid without you" she murmured against his chest.
"Come on, little one. Your tired and its time for bed. We are still in Imladris's borders so we do not need a sentry at night yet. Come on now, to the tent you go" he instructed. They went inside, and laid down on their bedrolls. However, Lótë was only half Elf so she was still shivering even under her covers. Ani woke up, and turned to face her.
"Lótë, sweetie, are you cold?" he inquired. She nodded, and he moved his bedroll against hers. He draped a protective arm around her, and put his over hers.
"Much better, thank you Ani" she mumbled sleepily.
"Of course my lovely, sweet, little one. I love you" he finished in an almost inaudible whisper. But even in the far recesses of Lótë's conscious, she heard it. And her heart that had calmed down started leaping all over and beating wildly. She recognized the feeling of being in love.
'Tomorrow' she thought to herself, 'tomorrow I will tell him'.
************************************************************************ Chapter Five, Part II:
The next day dawned with a fierce, bright, brilliance. The dew on the leaves started to evaporate, and the sun's warm rays filled the spaces between the leaves in the trees. Lótë woke up, with Ani's arm still around her, and him pressed up against her in a very awkward position. She tried to wriggle out from under him without waking him up, but failed.
"Quel amrun" (good morning) he sighed, his glazed look fading into consciousness.
"Same to you, sleepy one. Now come on, we have to move out before someone comes looking for us" she reminded him. They got out of the tent and had some berries and a piece of lembas for breakfast. They cleaned up all traces of camp, and packed up the horses. Just as Ani was helping Lótë up onto her horse, they heard noises.
"Oh no! border guards!" she whispered. True to her prediction, some of the familiar guards, friends of Anayron, came into the clearing. However, it was the person leading them that made Lótë climb off her horse and back slowly away.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Erestor's POV)
She was gone, my daughter Lótë was gone. Only a note and a picture.
"She is not your daughter" I told myself, but my heart had the same ache in it as if she were my own daughter. I ran to Elrond's chambers, banging on the door so loudly I must have woken up half of the citizens. Elrond appeared at the door, looking very sleepy.
"What is it, mellon nin?" Elrond asked.
"Lótë! SHE IS GONE! SHE RAN AWAY!" I exclaimed. Elrond's face became a sketching of fear and worry and concern. In minutes he had dressed and had Glorfindel leading a patrol group to search for her. I went down to Anayron's room, her best friend, to make sure she was not there. She wasn't, but neither was he. I was so confused and worried I did not know what to expect. So I ran down to the courtyard and went with Glorfindel's patrol group.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Back to 3rd Person POV)
Lótë stared incredulously at Erestor and Glorfindel.
"No" she mouthed, then vocalized with a scream, "NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!". she took off running into the woods, Anayron tailing after her. The only thing that stilled Erestor was his heartbreak.
"Don't follow her, she does not want to be found. There is no more we can do. We found her body adrift in the river but it was too treacherous to retrieve" he said in an emotionless voice. All that went through his mind was why should we leave him like this.
'She hates me. She can't stand me for lying to her and now she hates me... what have I done?!'
Meanwhile, Lótë had started running in any direction but Ani soon had them started towards Mirkwood again, this time with only their packs and no tent or bedrolls, but they would just have to suffice. Trees would really be safer anyway. As they were walking, images of Erestor's heartbroken face haunted Lótë's mind.
'What have I done? I am such a horrible daughter! I don't deserve Erestor' she sighed mentally. Suddenly she could not hold it in anymore and burst into sobs. She collapsed to the forest floor and curled into a small ball. Anayron kneeled next to her and held her while she let out all her grief.
"Erestor hates me now! How could I do that to him? He cared for me and loved me as a father for 20 years! And I repay him with this. I am such a horrible person, everyone hates me now! I hate myself! I just want to die! Let me go Ani, I am going to go jump in that river and hope I drown quickly!" she cried, trying to pull away. Anayron's grip tightened almost painfully.
"you are not going anywhere Lótë. You are not a horrible person! You are sacrificing your home to save it, and its inhabitants. It may hurt now but once you have saved Imladris all hurt will be gone. Once we reach Mirkwood you can send Erestor a letter explaining everything, except our current or possible locations. Now come, little one, we will continue on. And I could never hate you Lótë, never in all of my immortality" Ani soothed her, helping her up. They continued walking, Lótë leaning against Anayron. They stopped briefly a few times, resting and talking and planning. When they settled down for the night, they discussed sentry duty at night.
"We sleep about 8 hours, so we could do a two hour watch and rotate four times" Anayron suggested.
"I'll take the first watch" she volunteered.
"No, you need sleep" he argued.
"I'll be fine! Now go in that tent Mister, or I will drag you in there!" she insisted. He didn't move, and she grabbed his sleeve and started dragging him easily.
"Valar above! You're strong for a 20 year old!" he exclaimed as they almost reached the tent. Just as Lótë reached for the flap Anayron tripped her but she twisted and fell on him.
"Well hello there little one, glad you could come visit" he laughed, then veered sharply to the side and ended up straddling her. He tickled her unmercifully until she yelled out Valar. Then he just sat there, staring into her eyes.
"Ani?" she asked quietly, not breaking his gaze. An unspoken request shone in his piercing blue eyes. Her body answered him when she wrapped her arms around his neck and their lips met slowly, hesitantly. As soon as they met Anayron grew bolder, sucking on her bottom lip. She moaned quietly into his mouth and he took advantage of that, snaking his tongue into her mouth. She tensed at first, thinking he was trying to choke her, but soon relaxed into his warm embrace. As his hand started to move downwards towards her chest and she broke the kiss.
"Ani, can we please take this slowly? I have only been kissed once, and I have done nothing else. I want to take my time and learn" she whispered in his ear.
"Of course we can. Now, tell me melethnin, who was your first kiss with?" he asked her, eyes raised in amusement.
"well, it was barely a kiss, and it was Elrohir" she mumbled, blushing.
"oh" was all he replied before crushing his lips against hers once more, stealing the breath from her lungs. They finally broke apart, and Anayron laid down, falling asleep almost instantly.