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Chapter six, The lady of the woods.
"Stay close, young Hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell and are never seen again," Gimli said, looking suspiciously at Nimloth.
She rolled her eyes at the dwarfs remark and suddenly noticed that Frodo was gasping. "What's the matter?" she asked him with concern
"Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked frightened
"Uh? No...it's nothing," Frodo said coming out of what it seemed a trance.
'Someone's presence is here, I wonder if this has anything to do with the elven witch,' she mused herself, while Gimli talked something about his hawk eyes and fox hearing.
"The dwarf breathes so loud that we could have shot him in the dark," Haldir spoke pointing an arrow to Gimli's head.
Nimloth awoke form her thinking, and looked up amazed, where the heck this elves came from? She paralysed when she realised someone was pointing an arrow at her forehead.
"Haldir o Lórien. Henio aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn." Aragorn said Translation: "Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection."
"Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back," Gimli said barely moving and Nimloth supported his motion, and was so scared all she could do was nod.
"You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting," Haldir said.
"Oh that calms me so much," Nimloth muttered sarcastically. Gimli humped next to her. She smiled at him, and then her eyes were covered with some cloth.
They were blindfolded and lead by Haldir into the deep woods (a/n: I know this part is different, but I'm too lazy to write the hole thing...so sorry!).
After a while they were allowed to take their blindfolds, and what they saw left them breathless. If they had thought of the woods of Lorien were an amazing view, it was because they had never imagined such a beautiful city. The city itself was build up in the trees. Long stairs went up them, lightened in silvery lights.
They were lead to one particular tree, a very tall and thick one, and they went up the never ending stairs. When they got to the end of the stairs they found themselves in front of a even more beautiful pavilion and in the centre stood Celeborn and Galadriel in a great light.
"Eight that there are here, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell, plus one , I had no conscience of. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him. " Celeborn strode to the front.
No one answered. Galadriel looked at Aragorn. "He has fallen into Shadow. The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail to the ruin of all." She said, looking at Boromir, who showed to be very uncomfortable. Nimloth noticed this. 'I wonder what's the matter with him...well, he IS a drama queen(a/n: I know he really isn't, but under Nimloth's eyes he was...) but this is strange on him...never mind, I'll ask him later...'
"Yet hope remains while the Company is true," she added looking at Sam. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest, for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight, you will sleep in peace."
She then spotted the girl, who was a bit behind. And smiled at her warmly. 'The lady from the realm of Angmar...much grief you bring with you, forget it while you are here...you need to know many things of which you have not a clue of.' Galadriel telepathically spoke to Nimloth, who bowed in return. She then remembered that she didn't knew the fellowship's quest, and she was determined to find out.
She saw Aragorn walking over to were Boromir was. 'Perfect!' she thought, ' the two men I wanted to talk to,' she headed towards them.
Aragorn stood next to Boromir and put a friendly hand on his shoulder, Nimloth sat next to Boromir.
"Take some rest. These borders are well protected, "Aragorn advised
"I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, "Even now there is hope left." But I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope," Boromir said, looking at Aragorn and then at Nimloth, who smiled at him, sweetly. He smiled back awkwardly , and a bit stranged. Aragorn sat next to him. Boromir continued. "My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing. And then our... our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right, and I, I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The white tower of Ecthelion. Glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver. Its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?" He looked at Aragorn.
"I have seen the White City. Long ago," Aragorn replied.
"One day, our paths will lead us there. And the tower guard shall take up the call: "The Lords of Gondor have returned."" Boromir said smiling. Aragorn smiled back and then left. Nimloth and Boromir were left alone, so she could ,finally, speak with him.
"What's the matter?" she asked. Boromir shrugged. "I've noticed that you are nervous and..."
Boromir smiled and clasped her hand. "I'm fine, there's nothing wrong...what about you? I've noticed you nervous too."
She was already blushing, Boromir had took her hand?? What the...?! Anyway she looked up at him. "It is not nervousness what you see in my face," she sighed. "I'm afraid and worried...and homesick..."
"Then why don't you go back to your people??" he asked, playing with her hand.
"I've promised to take the gem to Gondor remember??" She smiled.
"Will you continue with us then?"
She nodded smiling. "I will follow this company even to Mordor, even if the fellowship leaves me I will follow you although I wasn't allow to do it."
He smiled at her. 'And that's precisely where we are going...' he sighed.
Nimloth knew something was wrong with Boromir, but she didn't knew what. She thought that probably she'll find out when she knew about the fellowship's mission...quest...thing. (a/n: lol! I love Pippin). So she decided that it was time to go and find out.
She hugged Boromir. "Try to rest. na sal' estela hyarya!" (translation: there's still hope left...). she kissed his cheek, and went away laughing quietly. Boromir touched his cheek and smiled.
Finally , after looking everywhere she found Aragorn and Frodo sitting together. She sat next to them, and apparently, they had talked about what she wanted to asked them and decided to tell her. So in a couple of hours she knew all that was important to know and all that the fellowship had to do, where to go and all those other details.
In the dark of his tower, Saruman was standing looking upon his Palantir. He saw everything that happened in Moria, and was particularly happy with Gandalf's death. He turned to his orc -army
"Hunt them down! Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain, you do not know fear. You will taste man flesh! " Battle cries were heard form all directions. He then turned to his right, to Lurtz , one of his Uruk-hais. "One of the Halflings carries something of great value, and there's a woman , she puzzles me and carries something of great value too. Bring them to me alive and unspoiled. Kill the others."
A/n: dum...dum...dum!!!! what will happen??? I bet you probably know...but anyways... Oh! And Nimloth knows elvish...because...err she just knew...maybe because her family and her had wondered so many lands that she had listen to elvish and eventually learn it...I don't know...the point is that she knows how to speak in elvish...l ooh! What's that??? That at the bottom of the page??? Let's press it and find out what it does!