Chapter 3:

Frodo almost became a type of wraith but Lord Elrond saved him just in time. When Frodo awoke, Gandalf was beside him sitting on a chair.

"Ah, Frodo you are awake at last. There is a counsel that is to meet within the hour to decide the fate of the ring... You must be there. Sam and the others have been very worried about you. Do you remember the blacked robed figure from our last parting?" asked Gandalf. Frodo nodded, wondering what has happened.

"He is somewhere in Rivendell, the guards have tried to capture him but he always gets away, he is a very fast runner. Although an elf by the name of Legolas has managed to capture his horse and hit him with at least three arrows. I must go and see that the meeting is guarded from him, he may try to take the ring." said Gandalf as he got up and walked out of the room.

"Strange..." said Frodo, then there was a noise like someone on the roof. "Who is there?" Asked Frodo looking around the room and getting out of the bed. Then the black robed figure dropped down onto the balcony from the roof walking into his room.

"Doesn't Legolas ever give up?" he turned to see Frodo standing by the bed. "Please don't shout out Frodo, my name is Zefron and I am here to help you master hobbit."

"Alright... I won't. Are you hurt? You seem to have three arrows in you." said Frodo wondering if he should trust Zefron.

"State the obvious, Legolas is to good a shot. But no, I am not hurt nothing can kill me, or even leave a scar but one type of arrow, dagger and sword, but I am not going to tell you of course." replied Zefron carefully taking out the arrows imbedded in him then suddenly stopping and listening, "Do not tell them anything... they are coming." and with that Zefron used his elven grace to grab onto the roof and swing onto it.

"Wait! Who are coming?" asked Frodo confused. Then four elves lead by Legolas burst into the room.

"Where is he? We all heard you talking to the cloaked figure hobbit," said an elf. "I don't know who you are talking about, I was talking to no one but my self." stated Frodo.

"Then what are three of my arrows doing on the floor covered in elf blood?" asked Legolas bending down and picking up his arrows.

"His name is Zefron alright? That's what he told me. Now go and try to catch him," said Frodo. The elves then left the room. 'He is an elf? That explains the excellent hearing' thought Frodo as he got dressed and headed off for the meeting.

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Interesting eh? Now all know his name... but is he as he seems? Is there more to this character that meets the eye??? find out soon!