Chapter Three
As Galadriel and Celeborn walked slowly down the stairs, they all gazed in awe at them. They were dressed in the lightest silver color that blended in with the surroundings. Their complexion made them glow slightly. To Jèanna, they seemed like angels cascading down a long staircase.
"Welcome, my guests," Celeborn said, as they stopped walking. "There are only eight of you here, but nine set out from Rivendell. Where is Gandalf?"
Jèanna looked at Galadriel, and with the slightest glance at Jèanna, she barely smiled, and said, "He has fallen through the eternal abyss with the Balrog. The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fall to the ruin of all Middle Earth." Galadriel's gaze glanced at each one of the members of the Fellowship, and one by one, each turned their heads away. Finally, her gaze landed upon Jèanna.
"Jèanna," Galadriel said. "Would you please excuse yourself from the room, for I wish for you not to hear this." Jèanna looked at her strangely, and began to exit the room.
Aragorn quickly said, "Lady, she does not have to leave. She has already heard our story, or what the Halflings have to say about it." He glanced quickly at Jèanna, but then turned back to Galadriel.
"You heart is courageous to speak up to me, Aragorn," Galadriel replied. "But I still wish her to leave." Galadriel looked at Jèanna as did Aragorn. Jèanna smiled at both of them, and exited the hall, still looking upon the Fellowship. As she was turning, an elf ran into her, and she fell down.
"I am terribly sorry," the elf said in the common tongue. "For I was rushing in to see the Lord and Lady." Jèanna was still struck with shock, but she replied, "I'm sorry, but you cannot enter. The Lady is having a private meeting that no one may enter."
Jèanna finally regained her senses and looked up. The elf was about her height, a few inches shorter, she had blonde hair that was just above her waist and she had dark blue eyes. Her dress was a butter yellow and sparkled in the glowing light.
"You speak in the common tongue!" Jèanna exclaimed. "Not many elves can speak that language."
"IEllo rant e hu!/I" she replied. "My name is Glortari. I come from Rivendell."
"Nice to meet you, Glortari," Jèanna said. "I am Jèanna."
The two talked for some time, and Jèanna finally noticed how late it was. As Glortari was talking, Jèanna dared a glance inside of the hall. Galadriel and Celeborn were inside, and Galadriel motioned with her hand for Jèanna to come inside.
Jèanna quickly cut off what Glortari was saying and said, "The Lady has motioned for us to enter." They both opened one of the Emerald doors, and they made their way inside.
Celeborn did all of the talking. He said, "Jèanna, you may accompany the Fellowship to their places to sleep. Glortari, you have brought news from Rivendell, have you not, tell us, for we would like to know."
Galadriel motioned for Jèanna to leave. She quickly said goodbye to Glortari and headed for the places the Fellowship was sleeping at.
As she found the place where they had set up camp, she noticed how happy they all were. They were all relaxing and talking amongst themselves. It overjoyed Jèanna to see them so happy, for when she first saw them, they were sad, and brokenhearted. Jèanna began to walk towards their camp to talk to them. They were all sitting in a circle talking, so Jèanna joined in. They were happy that she joined them, and Aragorn and Legolas began to talk to her in Elvish. "Man voi ne fen tyle?"(what have you been doing?) Legolas asked her.
"Nats ta am to anaamb I vea li lya," Jèanna replied, jokingly of course. (Things that do not concern the likes of you!) Legolas did not understand, and thought she had meant it, but Aragorn smiled and laughed.
"Man ty ne tulu sinome?" Aragorn asked. (why do you come here?) Jèanna looked at him, her eyes deep with consideration.
"E noa e alta ea quen ava ne er nen mestas." Jèanna said. (I think I may be sent with you on your journeys) "Although I do not know yet."
Legolas looked at her oddly. She looked back at him, but turned away. "May I talk with Aragorn alone, Jèanna?" Legolas asked.
"Sure," Jèanna said, uncertainty in her voice. She got up and walked over to where the four hobbits were sitting at. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. She smiled at Sam, who noticed her coming over to them. He looked away, quickly, blushing slightly. Sam had never meant to like an elf, although he always wanted to meet one.
"And how are the Hobbits doing?" Jèanna asked them.
"Oh, great!" Pippin said, jumping up. "In fact, we're doing better than great, although."
"What?" Jèanna asked.
"We haven't eaten in a while. Well, since you gave us that bread," Pippin replied, comically. Jèanna laughed at the sight.
"Sure," Jèanna said. "I'll go get you some-" but she was cut off by Glortari running up the hill.
"Jèanna! Jèanna!" Glortari exclaimed. Everyone looked up at once to see who it was. Glortari stopped in the midst of all of them, straightening her dress so she didn't look as though she was running. "Jèanna! There are intruders in the woods!" Jèanna gasped, as did Legolas and Aragorn. "No one knows where they are! Galadriel has sent for you to find him or her!"
A few moments passed, but it seemed like hours to Jèanna and Glortari. "Ty e maure an wanya an Galadriel?" (Do I need to go to Galadriel?) Jèanna asked.
"Yes," Glortari replied. As quick as Glortari had said that, Jèanna ran from where they all were to the Hall. Minutes passed as Jèanna ran. She finally stopped right in front of the emerald doors.
The only thing Jèanna didn't know was that Aragorn ran after her. He figured she wouldn't be able to over take the person, or people that were in the woods.
As Aragorn burst through the edge of the woods by the hall, he saw Jèanna beginning to sway. He ran straight over to her and caught her as she was falling, but she had already fainted. Just then, Galadriel rushed out of the hall.
"Kola kar mi, Aragorn!" (Carry her in, Aragorn!) Galadriel said. "She looks like she may have just collapsed from running, but we must be sure."
Aragorn quickly carried Jèanna inside. Galadriel motioned to lay her on the bed in Galadriel's room. As he set Jèanna down, she moved a little and made some noise. "She is still living," Galadriel said. "Do you notice anything out of the ordinary?" She asked Aragorn.
"No," he replied. "I think she just collapsed." Just then Glortari came inside.
"Is Jèanna okay?" She asked, concerned.
"She will be fine," Aragorn said. "You do not need to worry. She will be okay in a little while."
"Waer maures an tuuva i letakin!"(someone needs to find the intruder!) Galadriel said.
"I will go," Jèanna said, waking up and regaining her senses. "Get me my bow." Aragorn looked at her like she was crazy, and Galadriel said, "Get her her garments too." She smiled at Jèanna. Aragorn was bewildered.
"Do you know what you're up against?!" He fumed at Jèanna. "There is a person, or people out there that made it past the best elves that can guard these woods! And that person got past them all!" The elves came back in the room with Jèanna's garments and bow and arrow.
"I don't care," she said to Aragorn. "I was called to this task by the Lady, and I can do it." Aragorn sighed as Jèanna left the room to change. While Jèanna was gone, Aragorn, Glortari and Galadriel said nothing, they only stared. Jèanna came back into the room, her green/grey outfit blending in with the walls made it hard to see her. Her bow and arrow hung across her back.
"I am off," Jèanna said, and she left the room at a run.
"Wait!" Aragorn called after her as he began to run. But Glortari caught him by the sleeve and said, i"Laa, Dúnedan, ten har wanya." (No, Dúnedan, let her go) Aragorn gave up, and let Jèanna go out into the woods.
As Jèanna left the hall, she found there was no one in sight. It was eerily quiet as well. Jèanna was very cautious about where she stepped. She made no noise as she walked and searched. She left the light of the hall behind her as she made her way into the forest. A short time had passed but for Jèanna it felt like an eternity. Suddenly, from behind her, she heard a rustling of leaves. Quick as lighting, she pulled out her bow and armed it. She shot in the direction of the noise and heard a iplunk/i sound, and a gasp sound. Her arrow had hit a tree and someone.
Jèanna slowly made her way toward the tree as she shot arrows, hopefully pinning the person to the tree. "Person who has entered the Forbidden Woods of Lórien, show yourself!" Jèanna uttered some words, and a light shone by the tree. A woman ranger was pinned by four arrows to the tree. "Speak!"
The woman gasped, but replied, "I am one of the Dúnedain. I have come to see the Lady of the Wood."
Jèanna looked at the woman. It looked like she was telling the truth, but Jèanna said, "What is your name?"
As Galadriel and Celeborn walked slowly down the stairs, they all gazed in awe at them. They were dressed in the lightest silver color that blended in with the surroundings. Their complexion made them glow slightly. To Jèanna, they seemed like angels cascading down a long staircase.
"Welcome, my guests," Celeborn said, as they stopped walking. "There are only eight of you here, but nine set out from Rivendell. Where is Gandalf?"
Jèanna looked at Galadriel, and with the slightest glance at Jèanna, she barely smiled, and said, "He has fallen through the eternal abyss with the Balrog. The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fall to the ruin of all Middle Earth." Galadriel's gaze glanced at each one of the members of the Fellowship, and one by one, each turned their heads away. Finally, her gaze landed upon Jèanna.
"Jèanna," Galadriel said. "Would you please excuse yourself from the room, for I wish for you not to hear this." Jèanna looked at her strangely, and began to exit the room.
Aragorn quickly said, "Lady, she does not have to leave. She has already heard our story, or what the Halflings have to say about it." He glanced quickly at Jèanna, but then turned back to Galadriel.
"You heart is courageous to speak up to me, Aragorn," Galadriel replied. "But I still wish her to leave." Galadriel looked at Jèanna as did Aragorn. Jèanna smiled at both of them, and exited the hall, still looking upon the Fellowship. As she was turning, an elf ran into her, and she fell down.
"I am terribly sorry," the elf said in the common tongue. "For I was rushing in to see the Lord and Lady." Jèanna was still struck with shock, but she replied, "I'm sorry, but you cannot enter. The Lady is having a private meeting that no one may enter."
Jèanna finally regained her senses and looked up. The elf was about her height, a few inches shorter, she had blonde hair that was just above her waist and she had dark blue eyes. Her dress was a butter yellow and sparkled in the glowing light.
"You speak in the common tongue!" Jèanna exclaimed. "Not many elves can speak that language."
"IEllo rant e hu!/I" she replied. "My name is Glortari. I come from Rivendell."
"Nice to meet you, Glortari," Jèanna said. "I am Jèanna."
The two talked for some time, and Jèanna finally noticed how late it was. As Glortari was talking, Jèanna dared a glance inside of the hall. Galadriel and Celeborn were inside, and Galadriel motioned with her hand for Jèanna to come inside.
Jèanna quickly cut off what Glortari was saying and said, "The Lady has motioned for us to enter." They both opened one of the Emerald doors, and they made their way inside.
Celeborn did all of the talking. He said, "Jèanna, you may accompany the Fellowship to their places to sleep. Glortari, you have brought news from Rivendell, have you not, tell us, for we would like to know."
Galadriel motioned for Jèanna to leave. She quickly said goodbye to Glortari and headed for the places the Fellowship was sleeping at.
As she found the place where they had set up camp, she noticed how happy they all were. They were all relaxing and talking amongst themselves. It overjoyed Jèanna to see them so happy, for when she first saw them, they were sad, and brokenhearted. Jèanna began to walk towards their camp to talk to them. They were all sitting in a circle talking, so Jèanna joined in. They were happy that she joined them, and Aragorn and Legolas began to talk to her in Elvish. "Man voi ne fen tyle?"(what have you been doing?) Legolas asked her.
"Nats ta am to anaamb I vea li lya," Jèanna replied, jokingly of course. (Things that do not concern the likes of you!) Legolas did not understand, and thought she had meant it, but Aragorn smiled and laughed.
"Man ty ne tulu sinome?" Aragorn asked. (why do you come here?) Jèanna looked at him, her eyes deep with consideration.
"E noa e alta ea quen ava ne er nen mestas." Jèanna said. (I think I may be sent with you on your journeys) "Although I do not know yet."
Legolas looked at her oddly. She looked back at him, but turned away. "May I talk with Aragorn alone, Jèanna?" Legolas asked.
"Sure," Jèanna said, uncertainty in her voice. She got up and walked over to where the four hobbits were sitting at. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. She smiled at Sam, who noticed her coming over to them. He looked away, quickly, blushing slightly. Sam had never meant to like an elf, although he always wanted to meet one.
"And how are the Hobbits doing?" Jèanna asked them.
"Oh, great!" Pippin said, jumping up. "In fact, we're doing better than great, although."
"What?" Jèanna asked.
"We haven't eaten in a while. Well, since you gave us that bread," Pippin replied, comically. Jèanna laughed at the sight.
"Sure," Jèanna said. "I'll go get you some-" but she was cut off by Glortari running up the hill.
"Jèanna! Jèanna!" Glortari exclaimed. Everyone looked up at once to see who it was. Glortari stopped in the midst of all of them, straightening her dress so she didn't look as though she was running. "Jèanna! There are intruders in the woods!" Jèanna gasped, as did Legolas and Aragorn. "No one knows where they are! Galadriel has sent for you to find him or her!"
A few moments passed, but it seemed like hours to Jèanna and Glortari. "Ty e maure an wanya an Galadriel?" (Do I need to go to Galadriel?) Jèanna asked.
"Yes," Glortari replied. As quick as Glortari had said that, Jèanna ran from where they all were to the Hall. Minutes passed as Jèanna ran. She finally stopped right in front of the emerald doors.
The only thing Jèanna didn't know was that Aragorn ran after her. He figured she wouldn't be able to over take the person, or people that were in the woods.
As Aragorn burst through the edge of the woods by the hall, he saw Jèanna beginning to sway. He ran straight over to her and caught her as she was falling, but she had already fainted. Just then, Galadriel rushed out of the hall.
"Kola kar mi, Aragorn!" (Carry her in, Aragorn!) Galadriel said. "She looks like she may have just collapsed from running, but we must be sure."
Aragorn quickly carried Jèanna inside. Galadriel motioned to lay her on the bed in Galadriel's room. As he set Jèanna down, she moved a little and made some noise. "She is still living," Galadriel said. "Do you notice anything out of the ordinary?" She asked Aragorn.
"No," he replied. "I think she just collapsed." Just then Glortari came inside.
"Is Jèanna okay?" She asked, concerned.
"She will be fine," Aragorn said. "You do not need to worry. She will be okay in a little while."
"Waer maures an tuuva i letakin!"(someone needs to find the intruder!) Galadriel said.
"I will go," Jèanna said, waking up and regaining her senses. "Get me my bow." Aragorn looked at her like she was crazy, and Galadriel said, "Get her her garments too." She smiled at Jèanna. Aragorn was bewildered.
"Do you know what you're up against?!" He fumed at Jèanna. "There is a person, or people out there that made it past the best elves that can guard these woods! And that person got past them all!" The elves came back in the room with Jèanna's garments and bow and arrow.
"I don't care," she said to Aragorn. "I was called to this task by the Lady, and I can do it." Aragorn sighed as Jèanna left the room to change. While Jèanna was gone, Aragorn, Glortari and Galadriel said nothing, they only stared. Jèanna came back into the room, her green/grey outfit blending in with the walls made it hard to see her. Her bow and arrow hung across her back.
"I am off," Jèanna said, and she left the room at a run.
"Wait!" Aragorn called after her as he began to run. But Glortari caught him by the sleeve and said, i"Laa, Dúnedan, ten har wanya." (No, Dúnedan, let her go) Aragorn gave up, and let Jèanna go out into the woods.
As Jèanna left the hall, she found there was no one in sight. It was eerily quiet as well. Jèanna was very cautious about where she stepped. She made no noise as she walked and searched. She left the light of the hall behind her as she made her way into the forest. A short time had passed but for Jèanna it felt like an eternity. Suddenly, from behind her, she heard a rustling of leaves. Quick as lighting, she pulled out her bow and armed it. She shot in the direction of the noise and heard a iplunk/i sound, and a gasp sound. Her arrow had hit a tree and someone.
Jèanna slowly made her way toward the tree as she shot arrows, hopefully pinning the person to the tree. "Person who has entered the Forbidden Woods of Lórien, show yourself!" Jèanna uttered some words, and a light shone by the tree. A woman ranger was pinned by four arrows to the tree. "Speak!"
The woman gasped, but replied, "I am one of the Dúnedain. I have come to see the Lady of the Wood."
Jèanna looked at the woman. It looked like she was telling the truth, but Jèanna said, "What is your name?"