Chapter Seven

Making New Friends

"Found anything?"

Growling and once again remembering the impatience of elven women, Legolas tried to bring out a smile and turned to Alede, who rode forward with a frustrated look in her eyes.

"Why yes, I have found the remains of a horse and if you ask Adenen, I heard he found a hole." he smiled innocently while Linwen put her head in her hands.

"Oh! You meant today?" the blonde prince asked, looking up at her while he petted his horse.

Adenen leapt down from his horse and began to scan the ground; he was in no mood for games and the prince and Alede were starting to grate at him.

Trading glance, the other elves suddenly felt a wave of understanding wash over them.

Neither had really ever known what it felt like when their father had disappeared and they knew that Adenen would do anything to get Glorfindel back. They felt odd that they, two warriors, thousands of years old, had been fighting and bickering when someone needed their help.

Slowly, Legolas started walking towards the sienna haired elf. He stooped as he caught a glimpse of something in the dirt.

"Alede?!" He whispered harshly, his fingers brushing the print. It was about two days old and was light, but it was made by a boot. "Adenen?!"

Both were by his side in a second, looking at the print and then another and another. They were of long strides and very light, as a step an elf might make. Yet the boot was of human look.

"An elf, wearing boots, They were heavy and not his own, he seemed angry though."

Adenen traced the edges of the print with delicate fingers, dust covering his fingers.

"That is not Ada." he whispered looking into Legolas's "He wears elven boots, no, these belong to a friend of man."

"Hey!" Legolas grinned, looking at his boots. "Mine are elven."

Alede chuckled and to everyone's surprise, so did Adenen. "I know. But these are of one who travels only with men because he has no elven home. A loner."

The steps led off through the forest, Legolas mounted his horse and followed the tracks, his eyes never leaving the ground.

He knew that this was not something they should forget, silently he prayed that Glorfindel was alright and that maybe, if Eru was willing, he would still be alive when they found him

~_~

'AI! Mandos, I have a feeling you really do want me back.' Glorfindel thought as he struggled with the chains that bound him. He was not sure why he was doing this, he had a better chance of calling Harlome back and telling him of the impending attack.

Fear writhed in the back of his mind and about two minutes later, when he knew that he would not get out of his shackles, he looked for someone.

His blue eyes came to rest on a little girl, the same little girl that had run from him the day before. He smiled, he had always been good with little girls.

He had always gotten along with Arwen, he smiled at the memory of when she had wanted him to take her riding. Yes, he had enjoyed that.

Then there was Estel, oh ai! Estel was a sweet child and he was glad that the boy had brought Elrond out of his shell, but Eru, sometimes he had wanted to strangle the child, like the time he had went with him, or rather tried to go, to Loth Lorien. That had been a nightmare.

'And don't even get me started on the twins.' he moaned inwardly as he relaxed back against the tree and opened his mouth.

"Pssst." he hissed at the child and she jumped visibly, spilling the water that she had been carrying with her.

She looked at him for a moment, and then slowly walked towards the chained elf. "Yes?"

"Why did you run off the other day?" Glorfindel asked, a bit confused about why the child had run away so quickly. "Did I scare you?" he asked again raising an elegant blonde eyebrow.

She shook her head violently and sat down in front of him. She felt comfort in this elf, he was kind to her and treated her like an older person, she liked being treated older and she loved attention as all little girls do. She smiled politely at him and played with the dirt.

"My daddy was coming, and I did not want to get caught talking to you. He is asleep now."

This news was too much for the elf lord to bear, he stared at her for a moment, not able to speak. If Saroniel was her father, than that meant that he could go against the man with his own daughter, this was quite an exciting discovery.

"What is your name lass?" Glorfindel smiled gently and watched her turn her head to look at Saroniel's tent.

"Vasadona." she said, turning back to look into the kind, old eyes that intrigued her so much.

"Can I call you Vasa?"

She nodded softly and looked at his booted feet, she had never seen boots so smooth and soft before.

"I like your boots, they are pretty." she whispered, playing with an edge of the dark green clothe.

He nodded. "Thank you dear. Now, will you do something for me?"

Cocking her head to the side, Vasa smiled excitedly and nodded her head quickly.

"Get me the keys to these chains. I promise I will not hurt you or your father, or your mother." He watched her excitement fade at the mention of her mother.

"You can't hurt my mother." she whispered trying hard not to cry in front of the mighty elf before her. "She is dead."

Glorfindel's eyes immediately sobered and he nodded, gulping back the distress. This reminded him too much of Arwen and Celebrian.

"I am sorry." he said, bringing one hand up slowly to catch a tear that had escaped, the chains rattled lightly and she remembered the task.

Vasa smiled up at him reassuringly and looked once more to his shackled hands and feet and then to his neck which was trapped by another heavy collar. She turned her eyes to his ripped tunic and saw the red burn that highlighted his pale skin.

"Did grandpa do that?" she asked, pointing at the brand-mark with careful fingers, lightly touching the mark but backing away when she saw pain visible on his face.

"Aye. He did." Glorfindel whispered letting her touch the red mark and trying not to wince as the pain came back, the memories. He let her feel she could trust him.

Standing to her feet, blue dress swaying in the breeze, she backed away. "I will be back." she whispered turning around and disappearing into the dead of night.

"Noro lim Vasa, and may Eru protect you as you walk into the lions' den." the Vanya whispered as he heard another howl break loose.

He only hoped that she did not get caught.

~_~

"I think tomorrow you may leave." Elrond said as he examined the wound once more before wrapping a fine strip of linen around the young man's leg. "Does it still give you pain?"

Aragorn lolled his head from side to side, weighing his memories of pain. "Only a little when I walk, and sometimes more after I walk for too long."

"Well then, I deem you as well as one could be to travel, under circumstances such as these." the elf lord smiled and tied the bandage tight, then lightly patted his son's injured leg. "Just do not stress it, rest when it hurts to much and even if it does not, rest frequently."

"He will get no traveling done that way."

"Not like he would anyway, you know how slow edain are."

The two taunting voices were hushed by a gentle hand that whacked them in the head playfully.

"Stop teasing OUR brother." Arwen stressed the words, her soothing voice lulling Aragorn into a partial trance, he smiled as the three entered the room.

"You know I can beat you both!" the man snapped out of it quickly and smiled playfully at the four elves that surrounded him.

Elrond shook his head. "Please, be careful, my son."

Aragorn smiled and hugged his elven father, love for his family creasing his face with a smile. "I will Ada, I promise."

TBC~

So finally after days of boring bed rest, our ranger is back on the trail. Who will reach Glorfindel first, will they ever reach Glorfindel?

Mwahahahaha!

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HAHA! Loved your review grumpy! Very optimistic! I am glad you like it!

I am sorry about the confusion Raven. I did not mean to confuse anyone, I will specify better who is who. Yes that was Harlome in the beginning and when Glorfindel opened his eyes again, Harlome was already walking away. Yes it was supposed to be sight and um... I think that was it. I am sorry for the confusion. I am glad you liked the Aragorn part. Hehehe, I did too. An I am trying to make the chapters longer, I will try harder. :) hope this chapter was less confusing.

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Oh and elvish translations~

Eru - God (The all-powerful God, he rules over all)

Mandos- the god of death (kind of) I mean he is the ruler over the halls of waiting and the place where Glorfindel resided after he died in the fight with the balrog.

Ada - Dad/Daddy/Pa….

Vanya- The first elves of Middle-Earth (Yes, Glorfindel is that special. J )

FIRNISWIN OUT! (Always wanted to say that, LOL.)