Several days passed after her face off with Celeborn. Boromir had as yet to speak to her. Kendra, remembering what she had said the minute she had gotten out of Boromir's arms, had moved her bed and was now sleeping beside Legolas and Aragorn. Now, she was occupied with fittings for a couple of new outfits. She had told the elves who were making them that they be exactly like the outfit she had on. The only thing was that the new ones weren't going to be made out of leather. She didn't mind, just as long as she had some new outfits.

The Fellowship was also relaxing. Several times, Kendra saw the Hobbits sitting beside the river or laying in one of the clearings. She heard them laughing, enjoying the peace and quiet. Gimli and Legolas were spending more and more time together. Aragorn would sit for hours somewhere, seemingly asleep but he would always acknowledge someone's presence. This was something that the Fellowship needed. They needed this time here.

It was on one of these quiet days that Kendra came across Boromir. He was sitting beside a small stream, laying there in the grass. Kendra walked over to his spot, wanting to see if he was asleep. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful. She knelt down beside him and just looked at him. Normally, when he was awake, his face looked like it was carved out of stone. Now, he kind of looked like a child. This was one side of Boromir that nobody got to see. Kendra sat down beside him and waited for him to wake up.

It was about ten minutes after she sat down that Boromir woke up. He rubbed his eyes as he sat up and didn't register Kendra's presence until he turned to get up.

"Kendra!" Boromir started.

"Good afternoon," Kendra said, laughing.

"What are you doing here?" he asked suspiciously.

"Trying to make amends," Kendra said. "I'm sorry for yelling at you a couple of days ago."

"You're sorry?"

"Yes. I normally don't lose my temper but what you said hit a sore spot. I shouldn't have yelled like I did."

"Well, it was partially my fault. You've helped us out so much and I shouldn't have said some of the things that I said."

They sat there in silence for a little while. Finally, Boromir broke the silence.

"So, do you have any family that you miss?"

It was probably one of the best days that Kendra had ever had. She and Boromir had sat by the stream, talking. Kendra told Boromir about her family, her home, and her life as a Hunter. Boromir talked mostly about his past with his little brother, Faramir. By the time dinner came, both were now friends. And Kendra had seen beyond the rough exterior of the Lord of Gondor. She saw a man who wanted nothing more than a home to go to.

Kendra made her way back to the tent, fully intent on having a quick dinner and then going to bed. She wasn't going to be so lucky.

"Kendra," a soft voice said from behind her.

Kendra turned and found herself facing Lady Galadriel.

"Yes, my lady," Kendra replied, bowing slightly.

"Please come with me."

Kendra left the clearing a few steps behind Galadriel. Her curiosity was going into overdrive. What was going to happen? Why did the Lady want to speak with her now? Maybe she found a way for her to get home. Home, a place she desperately wanted to go.

Galadriel led Kendra to a clearing with a pedestal in the middle of it. There was nothing else in the clearing except the pedestal. It looked like it had been there forever, at least to Kendra's mind. Galadriel walked to the pedestal, stopped, turned, and looked back at Kendra, inviting her to join her. Kendra walked into the clearing, looking around.

"I brought you here to talk and to show you something. I have been working on how to find a way to get you back to your home. I have found a way, but it is not going to be easy to get home."

"It never is. What do I have to do?"

"Please come here and look into the mirror," Galadriel said, sweeping her arm towards the pedestal.