Chapter 16

Legolas and Aragorn believed what the twins told them, about Zefra being a double and all. They weren't keen enough to notice that there was no mist surrounding her. It was the day that they were to leave Lothlórien and continue on their journey to Mordor. Zefra disappeared just as quickly as she came and Zefron went back to wearing his hood in public again.

"Come Zefron," said Legolas walking over to Naurrîn and Zefron who were talking by the river. "We leave within the hour." Zefron nodded his head in response.

"I still don't think that you should keep this going on," warned Naurrîn brushing a strand of her brown hair out of her face. Zefron smiled, which was rare at times.

"You aren't thinking about coming with us are you?" asked Zefron. Naurrîn gave a sly smile at him. Zefron sighed. "Come one, you must hurry if you are to get permission from Galadriel about that matter." Naurrîn smiled and gave him a hug.

"Thank you," she whispered then broke away and went running off for Galadriel. Zefron went up to his sleeping quarters to pack up and get his weapons on.

"Athelil?" (You again?) asked Zefron seeing Naurrîn in the doorway wearing a simple green and blue dress with her weapons on her in various places.

"Yes of course. The others are ready to leave now and Lady Galadriel is giving gifts to the rest of the Fellowship," replied Naurrîn picking up Zefron's saddlebag and starting out the door again. Zefron laughed at her enthusiasm as he walked to the stable where he got Templa who was already saddled up for him. Within a few minutes they reached the riverside where Galadriel had just finished giving out her gifts.

"Zefron, I have a small gift to bestow upon you," said Galadriel holding out her hand and giving Zefron what was in it. Zefron gapped at what she was giving him. It was a magic black ball for his staff. "It will change from black, to gray, to white as you do young wizard."

"Thank you very much Lady Galadriel," said Zefron changing his bow into a staff and carefully setting the ball between the four posts.

"You are very welcome. Good luck on your journey and please keep Naurrîn safe," said Galadriel giving Naurrîn a gray/green cloak with a leaf broach and Zefron a new black rode with the same kind of broach.

"Does this change too?" asked Zefron taking the other gifts. Galadriel smiled and nodded her golden head.

"Good-bye my Lady," said Naurrîn softly, and then walked over to the boats where the rest of the Fellowship was.

"You're welcome for keeping your secret Zefron," said Elladan walking over to Zefron with his brother at his side. Zefron looked at them puzzled for a few seconds before responding.

"Oh yes, thank you very much. You two might have saved my life," said Zefron bowing slightly before walking over to the rest of the Fellowship. When Elrohir stopped him.

"Where did your sister go?" he asked Zefron turned around and whispered the answer in his pointed ear.

"It is true I shall tell you that," said Zefron walking over to the Fellowship with success this time.

"A she-elf?" asked Boromir in disbelief. Naurrîn looked at him harshly with her unique coloured eyes.

"Of course, is there a problem?" replied Zefron his eyes starting to get a bit of a red tinge to them at much to his annoyance.

"Yes there is. No woman will set foot in Mordor as long as I am living!" stated Gimli. "Especially a she elf." Zefron did his best to stay calm although his eyes were getting redder by the moment.

"Leave it to the men to do this work Naurrîn," said Aragorn helping the hobbits into the boats.

'If Legolas says something about her not going I am going to kill someone,' Zefron said to himself. Legolas opened up his mouth to say something but quickly closed it when he saw how red Zefron's eyes were at the moment.

"I am coming and that's that gentlemen. Zefron, how is Templa going to follow us?" said Naurrîn walking over to a boat and butting her bag into it.

"She will follow along the river," replied Zefron. "What did Galadriel give to you?" Naurrîn smiled and held out her two new daggers, they were beautiful with engravings in elvish everywhere on the hilt and blade.

"She said that my old ones weren't fit for battle anymore, they were Haldir's old ones." replied Naurrîn putting them back into their sheaths at her sides.

"Are you two elves coming or not?" asked/yelled Gimli. Zefron and Naurrîn looked out onto the water and saw that everyone was waiting for them out there. Zefron nodded and grabbed Templa's saddle and his saddlebag and then put them into his boat. He then whispered something to Templa and soon she was off, running along the waters edge.

"Come on Zefron," said Naurrîn getting into the boat and picking up a paddle. He nodded and came over and into the boat with a few strides.

"Are you actually going to let a woman do a mans work?" asked Boromir to Aragorn.

"If she wishes to forfeit her life then yes," replied Aragorn as they all started out for Mordor once again.

"Legolas, what is it like in Mirkwood?" asked Naurrîn as Zefron pulled their canoe up to the elf and dwarfs. Legolas laughed.

"Have you never been out of Lothlórien young elf?" he asked.

"Ever since my family was killed I never left the safety of the borders. But I need a change of scenery now," replied Naurrîn. For hours Legolas entertained Naurrîn with his many stories. Zefron pretended not to listen but he was actually hanging onto his every word. Legolas had just finished another story about him and the twin sons of Elrond, Zefron was waiting for him to start another when he froze and his eyes began to glow a vibrant red.

"Zefron start paddling again or we'll crash," complained Naurrîn as they began to drift away from the others

Zefron's vision:

Templa was running in all directions, trying to get away. Suddenly she stopped and listened… they had found her! Dozens of uruk-hai coming out of every direction with their swords at the ready. She was scared and didn't know what to do. So she unleashed her wings and started to glow a strange blue colour with her eyes the colour of fire. Sparks started to fly off of her and soon the entire army was dead and all of the forests including Lothlórien were burning to the ground.

End of vision…

"Zefron are you alright?" asked Naurrîn kneeling down in front of Zefron. He came out of the trance at that second and looked at her with fear in his eyes.

"I have to go now," said Zefron standing up in the boat.

"I'll come too…" started Naurrîn.

"No, stay here. I will be back soon, please be careful," said Zefron. Naurrîn nodded her head in agreement and soon after Zefron dove into the water and started swimming towards the shore.

"Where's he going?" Aragorn asked steering over to Naurrîn who was in the boat all alone now.

"I don't know, but I think he had another vision." She replied.

"What do you mean by another vision?" asked Legolas, Naurrîn didn't reply and just kept her eyes on the shoreline where Zefron had finally got to/

"I hope I don't get to her too late," said Zefron running into the thick forest without a second thought. A shrill bray could be heard all throughout the forest.

"I have to get to her faster…" said Zefron running as fast as he could through the trees and brush.

"Get the horse!" he heard a voice yell.

"Templa!" cried Zefron taking out his whistle and blowing into it. With a loud neigh she burst into Zefron's sight with her wings spread out. Using his elven grace he jumped onto her and nearly fell off.

"Fly over the trees, I'll make sure that we are not seen." Templa did as she was told and flew up. Zefron muttered an invisible spell on both of them and the uruk-hai passed under them without knowing.

"Where did it go!" called one.

"Forget about it, we must obey Saruman's orders." said their leader leading them down a little used path to their destination.

"Come on," whispered Zefron. "We need to get back before Aragorn thinks that I have gone to Mordor again." Templa nickered as if laughing.

"Do you see him?" asked Aragorn to the two elves. Naurrîn and Legolas shook their heads no. Zefron had been gone to long for Aragorn's liking.

"There he is," said Naurrîn with a sigh of relief as Zefron flew over on Templa, he jumped off meaning to land in the boat but he landed in the water instead.

'I really don't like water.' Thought Zefron as he sank deeper into the darkness of the river because of his old and heavy robe.

'If I am to live I need to get this thing off.' He struggled to get his robe off without losing anything. Meanwhile Naurrîn was franticly searching for Zefron in the water.

"Zefron!" she called nearly falling out of the boat and into the water. Templa was flying overhead waiting for her master to surface and within a few seconds he finally did.

"Get him into the boat," called Aragorn steering over to them. Shivering a bit Zefron grabbed the side of the boat and pulled himself into it.

"Where is your robe?" whispered Naurrîn seeing that he no longer had his hood or black robe on.

"I had to cut it off," replied Zefron getting into the boat with some difficulty. With his hood off, Legolas could see that Zefron looked a great deal like his twin. Especially because Zefron too had a black streak on the right side of his hair.

"What happened?" Naurrîn asked as Zefron started taking off his weapons to put on the robe that Galadriel gave him earlier.

"In my vision I saw Templa change into…" was all Legolas could hear of their conversation before Zefron dropped his voice so low that it was a wonder that Naurrîn could hear what he was saying.

"What are they talking about elf?" asked Gimli turning around.

"I can not hear them," replied Legolas. Gimli looked surprised but didn't say anything.

"What would posses her to do such a thing?" asked Naurrîn in wonder as she picked up an oar again. Zefron remained quiet and didn't mention the uruk-hai coming their way… only because he didn't remember.

"What are they talking about?" asked Boromir as he pulled up beside Legolas and Gimli's boat.

"I don't know," replied Legolas getting a bit annoyed about that question. "They were talking to low for even I to hear." Boromir looked unimpressed and paddled away again.

"Look!" said Aragorn pointing in front of him. Naurrîn and Zefron looked up from their conversation and gapped at what was in front of them. "Argonath. Long have I desired to look upon the Kings of old… my kin." looking at him, Naurrîn could see many emotions in his eyes. Zefron was looking at the statues when a familiar sensation came over him, telling him that another vision was on its way.

' really loathe these visions,' thought Zefron as his eyes got their familiar red shade as the future played in his mind.

"Not again," said Naurrîn turning around and seeing Zefron with his red eyes. "What's with you and visions today?" when Zefron finally came out of it he had a mixture of horror and disbelief on his face and in his eyes.

"What did you see?" whispered Naurrîn looking him straight in the eye. He looked back into her enchanting hazel/aqua coloured eyes.

"I saw…"

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