Disclaimer: I don't own LotR, but this story is MINE, ALL MINE!!!!
MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
A/N: Because the e-umlaut (ë) is so tedious to type, I will now be referring to Calimë as simply Calime (without the umlaut)
A/N: Due to a question raised by my friend/editor, I thought that I should mention: Sunni/Calime had archery and fencing in school, which made her able to fight the orcs. She used to do horseback archery when hanging out with her brothers, which may sound crazy, but I have done it and it's a lot of fun!
ONWARD!!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5: Rivendell
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Calime woke the next morning to low voices. Keeping her eyes closed, she strained to hear.
"How do we know she is not a spy? Is it safe to take her to Rivendell?" Gimli was asking.
"Of course it is safe. Did you not see her fighting those orcs yesterday?" Legolas replied.
"Of course I did, elf-boy. But it could have been just an act."
"Not if you had seen the look in her eyes. That was pure hatred."
"Gandalf?" was Gimli's only answer.
"We need to get to Rivendell. Taking her with us is a risk we must take. She is an elf, and she knows much about Rivendell, things only the very wise or someone who lived there would know," Gandalf replied, for he had spoken to her the previous evening. "We had better move out soon, though, for the Black Riders follow the hobbits, and I do not know how long Strider can keep them safe."
Calime let her eyes slide open then, her mind reeling with thoughts of what she had heard. They thought she was still a spy, even though she had helped them fight those orcs the day before. What would they do to her when they found out that she was not really from Rivendell? Slowly, she sat up, pulling off Legolas's blanket in the process. Absentmindedly, she folded it and rolled it into a pack, still thinking about her fate. She would have to escape somehow, but the question was how. If she rode Mirime, it would be easy, but where could she go? She did not know her way around Middle-earth, and with the impending War of the Rings, it was no doubt dangerous.
Thoughts of running away on Mirime were quickly dispelled, though, when she discovered the heat characteristic to a sprain in Mirime's leg. She must have injured it during their wild ride the day before.
"Will you be able to ride her?" Legolas's voice once more broke through her thoughts.
"No. She can probably get the rest of the way, but not with a rider," Calime had a hard time keeping the bitter disappointment out of her voice. Now she had no way to escape, and would surely be punished when she got to Rivendell.
"Then you will have to ride with me today. It is not far. We should be there shortly after dusk if we go quickly," Legolas said, choosing to ignore the bitterness in her voice.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Onward!" (A/N: Can y'all tell that I like that word?)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The day wore on at a seemingly endless trot, crossing identical fields, a short mountain pass, and more endless woods. Calime wondered how Legolas's chest, which her small body was nestled into comfortably, could be so firm yet soft at the same time. 'Oh, Lord, I am turning into one of those boy- crazy girls at school. Stop it, Sunni, he's a prince! And he's fictional!' Calime thought to herself. 'Oh great, now I'm talking to myself! AHHH!' "There it is, little elf, Rivendell. You are home," Legolas said. Calime broke out of her trance, craning her neck to see her first sight of Rivendell. Further up the path, she saw a silver-white gate, surrounded by woods that seemed to glow. It was a magical sight, ethereal, yet amazingly real at the same time.
"Rivendell," she whispered to herself. "Home."
Well, what do you think? Please review! I didn't get any for my last chapter!!!! As always, flames will be used for my random pyrotechnic fantasies after I laugh at them. Love letters and suggestions, along with CONSTRUCTIVE criticism are greatly appreciated as the help me become a better writer. Thanks!
A/N: Today is my birthday, yay! So, in the tradition of Hobbits, this is my present to you!
A/N: Because the e-umlaut (ë) is so tedious to type, I will now be referring to Calimë as simply Calime (without the umlaut)
A/N: Due to a question raised by my friend/editor, I thought that I should mention: Sunni/Calime had archery and fencing in school, which made her able to fight the orcs. She used to do horseback archery when hanging out with her brothers, which may sound crazy, but I have done it and it's a lot of fun!
ONWARD!!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5: Rivendell
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Calime woke the next morning to low voices. Keeping her eyes closed, she strained to hear.
"How do we know she is not a spy? Is it safe to take her to Rivendell?" Gimli was asking.
"Of course it is safe. Did you not see her fighting those orcs yesterday?" Legolas replied.
"Of course I did, elf-boy. But it could have been just an act."
"Not if you had seen the look in her eyes. That was pure hatred."
"Gandalf?" was Gimli's only answer.
"We need to get to Rivendell. Taking her with us is a risk we must take. She is an elf, and she knows much about Rivendell, things only the very wise or someone who lived there would know," Gandalf replied, for he had spoken to her the previous evening. "We had better move out soon, though, for the Black Riders follow the hobbits, and I do not know how long Strider can keep them safe."
Calime let her eyes slide open then, her mind reeling with thoughts of what she had heard. They thought she was still a spy, even though she had helped them fight those orcs the day before. What would they do to her when they found out that she was not really from Rivendell? Slowly, she sat up, pulling off Legolas's blanket in the process. Absentmindedly, she folded it and rolled it into a pack, still thinking about her fate. She would have to escape somehow, but the question was how. If she rode Mirime, it would be easy, but where could she go? She did not know her way around Middle-earth, and with the impending War of the Rings, it was no doubt dangerous.
Thoughts of running away on Mirime were quickly dispelled, though, when she discovered the heat characteristic to a sprain in Mirime's leg. She must have injured it during their wild ride the day before.
"Will you be able to ride her?" Legolas's voice once more broke through her thoughts.
"No. She can probably get the rest of the way, but not with a rider," Calime had a hard time keeping the bitter disappointment out of her voice. Now she had no way to escape, and would surely be punished when she got to Rivendell.
"Then you will have to ride with me today. It is not far. We should be there shortly after dusk if we go quickly," Legolas said, choosing to ignore the bitterness in her voice.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Onward!" (A/N: Can y'all tell that I like that word?)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The day wore on at a seemingly endless trot, crossing identical fields, a short mountain pass, and more endless woods. Calime wondered how Legolas's chest, which her small body was nestled into comfortably, could be so firm yet soft at the same time. 'Oh, Lord, I am turning into one of those boy- crazy girls at school. Stop it, Sunni, he's a prince! And he's fictional!' Calime thought to herself. 'Oh great, now I'm talking to myself! AHHH!' "There it is, little elf, Rivendell. You are home," Legolas said. Calime broke out of her trance, craning her neck to see her first sight of Rivendell. Further up the path, she saw a silver-white gate, surrounded by woods that seemed to glow. It was a magical sight, ethereal, yet amazingly real at the same time.
"Rivendell," she whispered to herself. "Home."
Well, what do you think? Please review! I didn't get any for my last chapter!!!! As always, flames will be used for my random pyrotechnic fantasies after I laugh at them. Love letters and suggestions, along with CONSTRUCTIVE criticism are greatly appreciated as the help me become a better writer. Thanks!
A/N: Today is my birthday, yay! So, in the tradition of Hobbits, this is my present to you!