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Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings in anyway. The only thing I own is anything, or idea that you haven't heard of.
Warnings: None.
Love to my reviewers (my friends I love you!)
Chapter two
Captain Faramir
Anna walked forward, admiring the lovely scenery around her. A large cluttering of trees shaded the clearing, even though it was clearly daytime. Everything had an odd glow to it. The trees looked like normal ones in Fawe, but she knew she was not in Fawe. Something about the air. She walked forward, leading Umpra.
They walked towards an edge line in front of them and Anna noticed a lovely waterfall and at the bottom was a large pool, gleaming like the moonlight was hitting off of it. She leaned over and saw her reflection. The eerie lights gave her an unnatural glow, much like the Faeries possess.
She leaned back and patted Umpra's nose. "Let's see if we can find someone who can tell us where we are." She turned around and ran straight into a man. She screamed and unsheathed her sword but he was faster, waiting for that very action.
He knocked it out of her hand and grabbed her arms, twisting them behind her. Two other men grabbed Umpra, who was rearing up and pulled him down, tying a muzzle around his mouth.
"NO!" she screamed. "Do whatever you want to me, but please don't hurt him!" She struggled against the man behind her as he tied a rope around her wrists.
"Why do you care about him so much?"
"He was a present to me from the Elves."
"Elves do not give horses as gifts." He snarled into her ear. His warm breath ghosted over her neck, sending chills up and down her spine.
"I'm not from here. I am from a Parallel Universe!"
"A what?"
"Please let me go and I can explain everything." The man continued his hold on her arms.
"Inform the captain of the maiden." He informed another guard. The other guard nodded and ran from the site to a higher location.
Faramir was standing over a map, seeing where they had protected Gondor from the enemy. They were finishing patrol and then were to go back as soon as possible to Osgiliath (AN: I'm really not sure if I'm getting all the places right, if I'm not tell me in an email or review and I'll fix it.). He bit his lower lip lightly, a habit he developed when he was younger when he was thinking too hard. Boromir had long outgrown his of sticking his tongue out of his mouth.
"Captain?" He looked up to see one of his guards standing in front of him.
"Yes?" He answered without looking up from his map.
"We found an intruder. She claims to be from a Parallel Universe."
"A what?" He grabbed his cloak and threw it on, tying the strings together and following the guard to the cliff line overlooking the pool. On a rock sat the most beautiful woman Faramir had ever seen.
Her hair was a lovely dark red and gold highlights shone. It was tightly braided with two thin strands of hair hanging down. Her nose was perfect sized and curved up at the end. Her eyes were titled slightly up at the ends and were the most pure of sapphire blue he had ever seen.
She turned suddenly and he was met with the most daring of stares. She stared into his, analyzing him as he had her. She seemed to trust him after several seconds. He got closer and she jumped up, falling over suddenly because her ankles had been tied. He leapt forward and caught hold of her arm, helping her up.
He instantly felt a jolt of electricity run quickly through his entire body at the contact. He acted as if nothing happened, not knowing whether the maiden felt it as well or not.
"Thank you." She whispered in an elegant voice.
"You are welcome maiden. My guards say they caught you trespassing."
"I am not from here! I didn't know, I swear! I passed through the portal and ended here."
"What portal?"
"The portal from my world to yours. Please, listen to me. Let us talk so I can explain it properly. It's a long and difficult thing to explain. I mean no harm." He stared into her eyes and saw only truth.
"Alright. Jonim, release her bonds and give her horse water. Feed him as well." She smiled in gratitude and the guard, Jonim, untied her. Then Jonim rushed forward and grabbed Faramir's arm.
"You are too trusting." He hissed. Faramir plucked Jonim's hand off his arm.
"There is a difference between trusting to easily and knowing when one is telling the truth. And do not ever disregard my order."
"Yes Captain." Anna rubbed her wrists and walked over to Faramir. He nodded to her and walked up to the cave. When they reached it, he took his cloak off.
Anna finally got a good chance to look at the man before her. He was extremely handsome with dark blonde hair tinted with red that hung to his shoulders in small waves. He had amazing light green eyes, the color of the sea. He was tall with a lean build. His features weren't soft, but not harsh and he had a beard and moustache.
He wore a green tunic that tied a the neck and a darker green vest that was tunic length. He wore dark brown breeches and brown boots. He smiled at her.
"Well maiden. Speak." She nodded and grabbed a stick to draw in the dirt. She draw twelve dots in a larger circle. Faramir watched in fascination.
"Okay. This is a diagram of the Parallel Universes. It has twelve sections, the dots, and they are so close that they do not touch, but I can stick my arm through one and reach into the next one.
"Each section, one through twelve, has it's own set of rules and way of life. Section six is where I'm from. It's a Realm and in this realm are four worlds. Each world contains countries. Some parallels/sections are smaller universes, such as parallel nine. It contains the Milky Way Galaxy and contains nine planets. Only one has life on it and instead of worlds they have continents. Understand?" Faramir gave a nod and leaned forward, examining the diagram closer.
"How can you come to a parallel if they are not side by side?"
"No one has been able to figure it out. They say that there are black holes in the Universe that links one parallel to the others. For many years only eleven were open. Now the twelve is open."
"Is Middle Earth number twelve?" She looked up surprise.
"Where am I?"
"In Middle Earth." She smiled.
"This is truly wonderful!" He raised an eyebrow. "See, no one knows what number every parallel is. Only three are known. Fawe's or well Mage's, Earth's and Huray, number one. Your parallel must be either ten or eight, due to the similarity in name."
"So number nine is Earth's?"
"Yes, perhaps the most advanced, but most magically deprived parallel there is."
"Would this be a grand thing for your parallel, the figuring out of numbers, opening of parallels?"
"Yes. I would go back through, but there are rules to travel." The light that had been in her eyes dimmed and a sadness set on her face.
"I am sorry maiden." He leaned forward more and took her hand in his. Instantly the electric shock was back. He released her hand and she stared at him, eyes wide. Apparently she had felt it. After several seconds he cleared his throat.
"I did not mean to be rude. What is your name?"
"My name is Annadra-Marion Frae. I go by Anna." He smiled at the elegance of a name he had never heard before. It was short and simple, but held something extra. "And yours?"
"Faramir, Captain of Gondor, son of Denethor."
"Gondor is the country you are from?"
"Yes, my father is Steward to Gondor." Anna noticed the hurt that appeared in his voice at the mention of his father.
"A Steward? What is that?" She flicked a piece of her strands out of her eye and it settled by her cheek. Faramir smiled inwardly at the graceful move.
"The throne of Gondor has no king, but my father rules over it."
"I have never heard of something like that."
"Perhaps it is a thing only from my parallel." She smiled and Faramir leaned forward, about to take her hand again.
"Captain?" Jonim asked, stepping into the cave. His brown eyes swept over the diagram, of Faramir leaning into Anna and how close they sat.
"Yes Jonim?" Faramir straightened himself up and looked towards the cave opening.
"What are we to do with our captive?" Faramir's brow ceased. He didn't like the way Jonim had spit "captive" out.
"She is not a captive. Everyone is to treat her with respect am I understood?" Jonim looked surprised, but eventually nodded and left.
"Why did you say that?" Her voice was quiet and he turned to her, surprised.
"I meant it. You said that you were unable to reenter the portal. I suggest you stay with my company until you are able to. Besides I wish to know more about this Parallel idea." She smiled at him and stood, coming to full height. She stepped closer to him and Faramir noticed that how sparkly her eyes were. He noticed that her eyes came to his nose and how pink her lips were.
"Thank you. I would like to stay with you. To get to know you." Faramir smiled, and turned against his body's will. He couldn't let this lovely woman affect him like she was.
"Come, let us rejoin the guard." She nodded and went first out of the cave, Faramir immediately followed, his cloak tied around his neck again. She looked around and Faramir noticed how she smiled at her horse. He followed her gaze.
"Where ever did you receive such a magnificent steed?" He followed her down the hillside, admiring the stallion. He was a bright chestnut color with a white patch on his nose and white around his hooves. He was large and broad at the shoulders.
"From the Elves of my world. I am considered an important person to the Elves. I even have the Elven mark. I assume you have Elves here as well due to what Jonim said."
"What did he say?"
"That Elves don't give horses as gifts." Faramir nodded, knowing that was something Jonim would say.
"Why are you important to the Elves?"
"Their Prince trained me in archery. I was trained in hunting, tracking, the sense of sound and sight all by the Elves."
"Can you hear and see as well as an Elf?" Faramir asked her in surprise, turning towards her. She nodded and petted Umpra's nose.
"Almost, you really have to be born with it, but it can be developed." She smiled at Faramir. "Tell me more about yourself." He looked taken back before nodding.
"I was born 2983," she laughed and he looked at her.
"Fawe had not even reached that year yet! It is 1033 in Fawe."
"So does that mean you are older than I am?" He asked, glancing at her through the corner of his eye.
"Must be. How old are you?"
"I am thirty and five years."
"Thirty-five? In Fawe and Middle Earth, I was born before you, but I'm younger." He laughed.
"How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-six. Rather old for an unmarried maid." She looked sad for several seconds as she remembered Morgana's words. Was this the place where her future love lived?
"Do not worry Anna, you will find someone." She looked up at him and smiled slightly.
"I hope so, at least I think I do." He laughed again.
"You think? I would believe this would be something or know or you do not." She laughed with him.
"I recently met with a powerful sorceress of Fawe and she changed my mind."
"She truly must be powerful." They walked around the forest for ten or twenty minutes and Faramir told Anna more about his life.
"I have an older brother, Boromir. He is five years older than I. We have been close for all of our lives."
"I wish I had an older brother. I'm an only child and orphaned at eight."
"My mother died when I was five. I wish I was able to remember her better. Boromir said she was beautiful."
"What about your father?" A dark cloud covered over his eyes.
"He cares little for me. Boromir pleases him me than I can."
"That's terrible! A parent shouldn't chose one over another!"
"Well he does. I have never known why my father dislikes me. He always has, for as long as my memory goes back." He stopped and looked sad. Anna touched his shoulder gently.
"I'm sorry Faramir. I meant no harm."
"No dear Anna. It is alright." He smiled reassuringly and they headed back towards camp for dinner.
That night she learned more about Middle Earth, it's people, it's myths, stories and more about Gondor. She found the first War of the Ring amazing, surprised that such a little thing could cause so much damage.
She had been offered a place in the cave near Faramir to sleep. She liked Faramir better than the rest of the Gondor men. They were all serious and strict, but at least seemed to take interest in the ways of her own people.
She brushed Umpra, lost in her thoughts. He nudged her when she continued to brush the same spot for three minutes. She smiled and hugged her horse around his neck.
"I'm sorry Umpra. I'm lost in my own thoughts." He nodded and she knew what he was thinking.
'That captain Faramir right?' he asked her. She nodded and he snorted.
"Oh don't! You know what Morgana said! What if she was talking about him? He's the only man I've ever been interested in." She told him in the Fawe Elven. He snorted again and she continued to brush him, speaking to him in Elvish.
"What language are you speaking?" She turned around and came face to face with Faramir. He had been too close behind her and they now stood within inches of one another. She gulped as she looked up into his eyes.
"The Elvish of my homeland." she whispered softly, heat rushing to her cheeks. The only man she had ever been this close to was Diego or Octavian. And the princes, but they weren't men. They were above the rest in looks, but she never could find interest in them, much like Claire had been able to restrain the affects on women.
"It sounds beautiful." He whispered back, raising his hand to wipe a lock of hair out of her eyes. Her hair had partly come out of her braid and was flying around her face in the slight breeze.
"I can teach you a little of it. It's not too hard to learn the simple things." He hadn't removed his hand and kept it lingering near her cheek. Umpra snorted and pushed her forward into Faramir.
He caught Anna in his arms and they smiled shyly to each other.
"Sorry, Umpra was never taught manners." Faramir laughed slightly and righted Anna and himself up.
"It is fine, most horses are not taught manners anyway." For what seemed like hours they stared into the other's eyes, not moving. Faramir with his arms around Anna's back, pressing her closer to him and Anna, her hands on Faramir's chest and shoulder.
"Captain Faramir!" called a guard. Instantly the magic was broken and Faramir let Anna go. They drifted away from each other and stared towards the direction of the voice.
"Yes?"
"You had been away from camp, I came to check if you and our guest were alright." The guard stepped forth from the trees, his cloak and clothes blending right in with the trees especially well in the darkness.
"Yes we are fine. We were discussing the stars." The guard nodded and left.
"You really can see the stars well from down here." she whispered, taking Umpra's reins and heading towards camp.
"Anna." Faramir protested softly and grabbed her arm. She turned towards him, the stars reflecting clearly in her eyes as she stared up at him. He lost what he was going to say.
"You shouldn't go into the woods alone again." He warned her. She nodded, expecting him to say something more and Faramir took the other side of Umpra. He didn't even notice the look Umpra and Anna gave each other.
They reached camp and Anna tied Umpra to a tree near the pool. Faramir waited until she was next to him and they walked towards the cave. They reached it and entered. They saw that the men had set up a curtain so she could change. She thanked them and went behind the curtain. Faramir looked over the maps again explaining to the men what they would do the next day. She came back out and Faramir admired her legs. She wore a pair of cut off breeches that reached her knees and a white large tunic.
"I'm glad I packed for a several day trip." She told him when she was seated next to him.
"Is this a map of where we are?" he nodded and explained the surrounding area.
"Amazing." She stood. "I am tired, I think I'll go to sleep." He nodded.
"Good night Anna. It's a pleasure having you here."
"Nortrie holme lit." she whispered to him.
"What does that mean?" She smiled.
"To you, good night." He smiled, stood, took her hand and leaned in, kissing her softly on the cheek. She blushed bright red even in the darkness of the cave.
"Is that a Gondor tradition? Kiss all those from another place?" He shook his head.
"No it is not." She smiled at him, turned and went to her bedroll which she slipped under. He stared at her sleeping figure, before extinguishing several candles around the map and heading to his bedroll, falling asleep underneath it as well.
See? Told you more Lord of the Rings action. If you want a direct translation to the Elvish email me and I'll give it to you. I'm making my own language of sorts.
Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings in anyway. The only thing I own is anything, or idea that you haven't heard of.
Warnings: None.
Love to my reviewers (my friends I love you!)
Chapter two
Captain Faramir
Anna walked forward, admiring the lovely scenery around her. A large cluttering of trees shaded the clearing, even though it was clearly daytime. Everything had an odd glow to it. The trees looked like normal ones in Fawe, but she knew she was not in Fawe. Something about the air. She walked forward, leading Umpra.
They walked towards an edge line in front of them and Anna noticed a lovely waterfall and at the bottom was a large pool, gleaming like the moonlight was hitting off of it. She leaned over and saw her reflection. The eerie lights gave her an unnatural glow, much like the Faeries possess.
She leaned back and patted Umpra's nose. "Let's see if we can find someone who can tell us where we are." She turned around and ran straight into a man. She screamed and unsheathed her sword but he was faster, waiting for that very action.
He knocked it out of her hand and grabbed her arms, twisting them behind her. Two other men grabbed Umpra, who was rearing up and pulled him down, tying a muzzle around his mouth.
"NO!" she screamed. "Do whatever you want to me, but please don't hurt him!" She struggled against the man behind her as he tied a rope around her wrists.
"Why do you care about him so much?"
"He was a present to me from the Elves."
"Elves do not give horses as gifts." He snarled into her ear. His warm breath ghosted over her neck, sending chills up and down her spine.
"I'm not from here. I am from a Parallel Universe!"
"A what?"
"Please let me go and I can explain everything." The man continued his hold on her arms.
"Inform the captain of the maiden." He informed another guard. The other guard nodded and ran from the site to a higher location.
Faramir was standing over a map, seeing where they had protected Gondor from the enemy. They were finishing patrol and then were to go back as soon as possible to Osgiliath (AN: I'm really not sure if I'm getting all the places right, if I'm not tell me in an email or review and I'll fix it.). He bit his lower lip lightly, a habit he developed when he was younger when he was thinking too hard. Boromir had long outgrown his of sticking his tongue out of his mouth.
"Captain?" He looked up to see one of his guards standing in front of him.
"Yes?" He answered without looking up from his map.
"We found an intruder. She claims to be from a Parallel Universe."
"A what?" He grabbed his cloak and threw it on, tying the strings together and following the guard to the cliff line overlooking the pool. On a rock sat the most beautiful woman Faramir had ever seen.
Her hair was a lovely dark red and gold highlights shone. It was tightly braided with two thin strands of hair hanging down. Her nose was perfect sized and curved up at the end. Her eyes were titled slightly up at the ends and were the most pure of sapphire blue he had ever seen.
She turned suddenly and he was met with the most daring of stares. She stared into his, analyzing him as he had her. She seemed to trust him after several seconds. He got closer and she jumped up, falling over suddenly because her ankles had been tied. He leapt forward and caught hold of her arm, helping her up.
He instantly felt a jolt of electricity run quickly through his entire body at the contact. He acted as if nothing happened, not knowing whether the maiden felt it as well or not.
"Thank you." She whispered in an elegant voice.
"You are welcome maiden. My guards say they caught you trespassing."
"I am not from here! I didn't know, I swear! I passed through the portal and ended here."
"What portal?"
"The portal from my world to yours. Please, listen to me. Let us talk so I can explain it properly. It's a long and difficult thing to explain. I mean no harm." He stared into her eyes and saw only truth.
"Alright. Jonim, release her bonds and give her horse water. Feed him as well." She smiled in gratitude and the guard, Jonim, untied her. Then Jonim rushed forward and grabbed Faramir's arm.
"You are too trusting." He hissed. Faramir plucked Jonim's hand off his arm.
"There is a difference between trusting to easily and knowing when one is telling the truth. And do not ever disregard my order."
"Yes Captain." Anna rubbed her wrists and walked over to Faramir. He nodded to her and walked up to the cave. When they reached it, he took his cloak off.
Anna finally got a good chance to look at the man before her. He was extremely handsome with dark blonde hair tinted with red that hung to his shoulders in small waves. He had amazing light green eyes, the color of the sea. He was tall with a lean build. His features weren't soft, but not harsh and he had a beard and moustache.
He wore a green tunic that tied a the neck and a darker green vest that was tunic length. He wore dark brown breeches and brown boots. He smiled at her.
"Well maiden. Speak." She nodded and grabbed a stick to draw in the dirt. She draw twelve dots in a larger circle. Faramir watched in fascination.
"Okay. This is a diagram of the Parallel Universes. It has twelve sections, the dots, and they are so close that they do not touch, but I can stick my arm through one and reach into the next one.
"Each section, one through twelve, has it's own set of rules and way of life. Section six is where I'm from. It's a Realm and in this realm are four worlds. Each world contains countries. Some parallels/sections are smaller universes, such as parallel nine. It contains the Milky Way Galaxy and contains nine planets. Only one has life on it and instead of worlds they have continents. Understand?" Faramir gave a nod and leaned forward, examining the diagram closer.
"How can you come to a parallel if they are not side by side?"
"No one has been able to figure it out. They say that there are black holes in the Universe that links one parallel to the others. For many years only eleven were open. Now the twelve is open."
"Is Middle Earth number twelve?" She looked up surprise.
"Where am I?"
"In Middle Earth." She smiled.
"This is truly wonderful!" He raised an eyebrow. "See, no one knows what number every parallel is. Only three are known. Fawe's or well Mage's, Earth's and Huray, number one. Your parallel must be either ten or eight, due to the similarity in name."
"So number nine is Earth's?"
"Yes, perhaps the most advanced, but most magically deprived parallel there is."
"Would this be a grand thing for your parallel, the figuring out of numbers, opening of parallels?"
"Yes. I would go back through, but there are rules to travel." The light that had been in her eyes dimmed and a sadness set on her face.
"I am sorry maiden." He leaned forward more and took her hand in his. Instantly the electric shock was back. He released her hand and she stared at him, eyes wide. Apparently she had felt it. After several seconds he cleared his throat.
"I did not mean to be rude. What is your name?"
"My name is Annadra-Marion Frae. I go by Anna." He smiled at the elegance of a name he had never heard before. It was short and simple, but held something extra. "And yours?"
"Faramir, Captain of Gondor, son of Denethor."
"Gondor is the country you are from?"
"Yes, my father is Steward to Gondor." Anna noticed the hurt that appeared in his voice at the mention of his father.
"A Steward? What is that?" She flicked a piece of her strands out of her eye and it settled by her cheek. Faramir smiled inwardly at the graceful move.
"The throne of Gondor has no king, but my father rules over it."
"I have never heard of something like that."
"Perhaps it is a thing only from my parallel." She smiled and Faramir leaned forward, about to take her hand again.
"Captain?" Jonim asked, stepping into the cave. His brown eyes swept over the diagram, of Faramir leaning into Anna and how close they sat.
"Yes Jonim?" Faramir straightened himself up and looked towards the cave opening.
"What are we to do with our captive?" Faramir's brow ceased. He didn't like the way Jonim had spit "captive" out.
"She is not a captive. Everyone is to treat her with respect am I understood?" Jonim looked surprised, but eventually nodded and left.
"Why did you say that?" Her voice was quiet and he turned to her, surprised.
"I meant it. You said that you were unable to reenter the portal. I suggest you stay with my company until you are able to. Besides I wish to know more about this Parallel idea." She smiled at him and stood, coming to full height. She stepped closer to him and Faramir noticed that how sparkly her eyes were. He noticed that her eyes came to his nose and how pink her lips were.
"Thank you. I would like to stay with you. To get to know you." Faramir smiled, and turned against his body's will. He couldn't let this lovely woman affect him like she was.
"Come, let us rejoin the guard." She nodded and went first out of the cave, Faramir immediately followed, his cloak tied around his neck again. She looked around and Faramir noticed how she smiled at her horse. He followed her gaze.
"Where ever did you receive such a magnificent steed?" He followed her down the hillside, admiring the stallion. He was a bright chestnut color with a white patch on his nose and white around his hooves. He was large and broad at the shoulders.
"From the Elves of my world. I am considered an important person to the Elves. I even have the Elven mark. I assume you have Elves here as well due to what Jonim said."
"What did he say?"
"That Elves don't give horses as gifts." Faramir nodded, knowing that was something Jonim would say.
"Why are you important to the Elves?"
"Their Prince trained me in archery. I was trained in hunting, tracking, the sense of sound and sight all by the Elves."
"Can you hear and see as well as an Elf?" Faramir asked her in surprise, turning towards her. She nodded and petted Umpra's nose.
"Almost, you really have to be born with it, but it can be developed." She smiled at Faramir. "Tell me more about yourself." He looked taken back before nodding.
"I was born 2983," she laughed and he looked at her.
"Fawe had not even reached that year yet! It is 1033 in Fawe."
"So does that mean you are older than I am?" He asked, glancing at her through the corner of his eye.
"Must be. How old are you?"
"I am thirty and five years."
"Thirty-five? In Fawe and Middle Earth, I was born before you, but I'm younger." He laughed.
"How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-six. Rather old for an unmarried maid." She looked sad for several seconds as she remembered Morgana's words. Was this the place where her future love lived?
"Do not worry Anna, you will find someone." She looked up at him and smiled slightly.
"I hope so, at least I think I do." He laughed again.
"You think? I would believe this would be something or know or you do not." She laughed with him.
"I recently met with a powerful sorceress of Fawe and she changed my mind."
"She truly must be powerful." They walked around the forest for ten or twenty minutes and Faramir told Anna more about his life.
"I have an older brother, Boromir. He is five years older than I. We have been close for all of our lives."
"I wish I had an older brother. I'm an only child and orphaned at eight."
"My mother died when I was five. I wish I was able to remember her better. Boromir said she was beautiful."
"What about your father?" A dark cloud covered over his eyes.
"He cares little for me. Boromir pleases him me than I can."
"That's terrible! A parent shouldn't chose one over another!"
"Well he does. I have never known why my father dislikes me. He always has, for as long as my memory goes back." He stopped and looked sad. Anna touched his shoulder gently.
"I'm sorry Faramir. I meant no harm."
"No dear Anna. It is alright." He smiled reassuringly and they headed back towards camp for dinner.
That night she learned more about Middle Earth, it's people, it's myths, stories and more about Gondor. She found the first War of the Ring amazing, surprised that such a little thing could cause so much damage.
She had been offered a place in the cave near Faramir to sleep. She liked Faramir better than the rest of the Gondor men. They were all serious and strict, but at least seemed to take interest in the ways of her own people.
She brushed Umpra, lost in her thoughts. He nudged her when she continued to brush the same spot for three minutes. She smiled and hugged her horse around his neck.
"I'm sorry Umpra. I'm lost in my own thoughts." He nodded and she knew what he was thinking.
'That captain Faramir right?' he asked her. She nodded and he snorted.
"Oh don't! You know what Morgana said! What if she was talking about him? He's the only man I've ever been interested in." She told him in the Fawe Elven. He snorted again and she continued to brush him, speaking to him in Elvish.
"What language are you speaking?" She turned around and came face to face with Faramir. He had been too close behind her and they now stood within inches of one another. She gulped as she looked up into his eyes.
"The Elvish of my homeland." she whispered softly, heat rushing to her cheeks. The only man she had ever been this close to was Diego or Octavian. And the princes, but they weren't men. They were above the rest in looks, but she never could find interest in them, much like Claire had been able to restrain the affects on women.
"It sounds beautiful." He whispered back, raising his hand to wipe a lock of hair out of her eyes. Her hair had partly come out of her braid and was flying around her face in the slight breeze.
"I can teach you a little of it. It's not too hard to learn the simple things." He hadn't removed his hand and kept it lingering near her cheek. Umpra snorted and pushed her forward into Faramir.
He caught Anna in his arms and they smiled shyly to each other.
"Sorry, Umpra was never taught manners." Faramir laughed slightly and righted Anna and himself up.
"It is fine, most horses are not taught manners anyway." For what seemed like hours they stared into the other's eyes, not moving. Faramir with his arms around Anna's back, pressing her closer to him and Anna, her hands on Faramir's chest and shoulder.
"Captain Faramir!" called a guard. Instantly the magic was broken and Faramir let Anna go. They drifted away from each other and stared towards the direction of the voice.
"Yes?"
"You had been away from camp, I came to check if you and our guest were alright." The guard stepped forth from the trees, his cloak and clothes blending right in with the trees especially well in the darkness.
"Yes we are fine. We were discussing the stars." The guard nodded and left.
"You really can see the stars well from down here." she whispered, taking Umpra's reins and heading towards camp.
"Anna." Faramir protested softly and grabbed her arm. She turned towards him, the stars reflecting clearly in her eyes as she stared up at him. He lost what he was going to say.
"You shouldn't go into the woods alone again." He warned her. She nodded, expecting him to say something more and Faramir took the other side of Umpra. He didn't even notice the look Umpra and Anna gave each other.
They reached camp and Anna tied Umpra to a tree near the pool. Faramir waited until she was next to him and they walked towards the cave. They reached it and entered. They saw that the men had set up a curtain so she could change. She thanked them and went behind the curtain. Faramir looked over the maps again explaining to the men what they would do the next day. She came back out and Faramir admired her legs. She wore a pair of cut off breeches that reached her knees and a white large tunic.
"I'm glad I packed for a several day trip." She told him when she was seated next to him.
"Is this a map of where we are?" he nodded and explained the surrounding area.
"Amazing." She stood. "I am tired, I think I'll go to sleep." He nodded.
"Good night Anna. It's a pleasure having you here."
"Nortrie holme lit." she whispered to him.
"What does that mean?" She smiled.
"To you, good night." He smiled, stood, took her hand and leaned in, kissing her softly on the cheek. She blushed bright red even in the darkness of the cave.
"Is that a Gondor tradition? Kiss all those from another place?" He shook his head.
"No it is not." She smiled at him, turned and went to her bedroll which she slipped under. He stared at her sleeping figure, before extinguishing several candles around the map and heading to his bedroll, falling asleep underneath it as well.
See? Told you more Lord of the Rings action. If you want a direct translation to the Elvish email me and I'll give it to you. I'm making my own language of sorts.
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