I own Katalia, Leanar, Baragon, and Baragon's family.
Chapter 4
Katalia was in a garden in Minas Tirith. It had been around half a
year since Baragon had started courting Leanar. Katalia was crying.
She had just found out that Baragon proposed to Leanar. Oh this is
just wonderful! I knew this was going to happen. But I always
hoped... Katalia was startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
She looked up into the worried face of Baragon.
"Katalia, what's wrong?"
"I didn't know you guys were coming! Oh nothing, it's just that I
miss my family." she said while hugging him.
Baragon looked Katalia in the eyes and said, "We wanted to surprise
you. That's not the truth. Or it's not the whole truth."
Katalia looked down, "You know me too well."
"So are you going to tell me?"
"No it's stupid and silly. Not worth mentioning." Katalia wiped her
eyes. "See all better."
Baragon sighed. She wasn't going to tell him no matter what. "Well
maybe his will make you feel better. Leanar and I are engaged!"
Katalia forced a smile. She had been getting good at acting happy in
front of them. "I'm so happy for you guys. When are you getting
married?"
"In half a year. You still aren't going to tell me are you?"
"No."
When they had gotten back to where Katalia lived, everybody was there
including Leanar. They talked about the wedding for a while. Leanar
and Baragon were so happy.
"Katalia! will you play with us? Please?" asked Laurelin. Katalia
agreed thankful for a reason to get out of the house.
I had been around 5 months. Aunt Sevein, Telperion, Baranon,
Laurelin, and Katalia were on there way to Rohan. Katalia had not
been there yet. they were going to stay there for a few weeks then
come back with Eomer to take them to the wedding. Katalia's thoughts
were gloomy as they settled in for the night. It was the second
night of the journey. Then they slept.
Katalia saw horses many horses. They were black and so were their
riders. They had weapons. Then she saw HIM. The Southernling who
had captured her. But he's dead! He died! Didn't he? He called
to her he said, "I'm coming for you! You cannot escape me!" Katalia
woke up with a start. Just a dream. Thank goodness. Her relief
was short lived. She could still here hoof beats, and in the dim
light of the dying embers of the campfire she saw black horses
carrying black riders, ready for war.
Hahahahahahahaha. I'm evil. sorry guys that I have been skipping
alot of time. but from now on it won't be till the end. Thank you to everyone who is reading my stories! And thank you Elessarlover for beta reading!
Namarie,
Katalia
Chapter 4
Katalia was in a garden in Minas Tirith. It had been around half a
year since Baragon had started courting Leanar. Katalia was crying.
She had just found out that Baragon proposed to Leanar. Oh this is
just wonderful! I knew this was going to happen. But I always
hoped... Katalia was startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
She looked up into the worried face of Baragon.
"Katalia, what's wrong?"
"I didn't know you guys were coming! Oh nothing, it's just that I
miss my family." she said while hugging him.
Baragon looked Katalia in the eyes and said, "We wanted to surprise
you. That's not the truth. Or it's not the whole truth."
Katalia looked down, "You know me too well."
"So are you going to tell me?"
"No it's stupid and silly. Not worth mentioning." Katalia wiped her
eyes. "See all better."
Baragon sighed. She wasn't going to tell him no matter what. "Well
maybe his will make you feel better. Leanar and I are engaged!"
Katalia forced a smile. She had been getting good at acting happy in
front of them. "I'm so happy for you guys. When are you getting
married?"
"In half a year. You still aren't going to tell me are you?"
"No."
When they had gotten back to where Katalia lived, everybody was there
including Leanar. They talked about the wedding for a while. Leanar
and Baragon were so happy.
"Katalia! will you play with us? Please?" asked Laurelin. Katalia
agreed thankful for a reason to get out of the house.
I had been around 5 months. Aunt Sevein, Telperion, Baranon,
Laurelin, and Katalia were on there way to Rohan. Katalia had not
been there yet. they were going to stay there for a few weeks then
come back with Eomer to take them to the wedding. Katalia's thoughts
were gloomy as they settled in for the night. It was the second
night of the journey. Then they slept.
Katalia saw horses many horses. They were black and so were their
riders. They had weapons. Then she saw HIM. The Southernling who
had captured her. But he's dead! He died! Didn't he? He called
to her he said, "I'm coming for you! You cannot escape me!" Katalia
woke up with a start. Just a dream. Thank goodness. Her relief
was short lived. She could still here hoof beats, and in the dim
light of the dying embers of the campfire she saw black horses
carrying black riders, ready for war.
Hahahahahahahaha. I'm evil. sorry guys that I have been skipping
alot of time. but from now on it won't be till the end. Thank you to everyone who is reading my stories! And thank you Elessarlover for beta reading!
Namarie,
Katalia