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Elainor was ushered into a lighter room than the healer's wing and led into a cell. –how will I get myself out of this one? Where is this Elessar? - She was taken out of her thoughts as the door opened on her left, and the guards were asked to leave. In stepped a cloaked figure that walked up to the cell and unhooded themselves. Elainor gasped at the beauty of the figure before her.
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"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been summoned to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. Each race is bound this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." Elrond stood in the middle of the council, with his son Elrohir on one side and Elladan on the other. They both shared the same expression, and Legolas watched them both intently. The twins, though similar in appearance could not be any more different. Elrohir was the general of the army of Imladris, Elladan was an artist, he had painted the mural of Isildur and Sauron in various rooms and many of the sculptures in the gardens of Imladris were all his creations.
Legolas looked up a man was now standing before the ring and was talking, "Why not use this Ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!" At this his lifelong friend Aragorn objected, "You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone, it has no other master." Boromir, a man of Gondor turned to him, "And would a Ranger know of this matter?" With that Legolas stood up and an argument between the man and Elf ensued.
Soon Frodo decided he would take the ring to Mordor, and Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli the dwarf, and three other hobbits swore their allegiance to Frodo and the quest to destroy the ring. Then Elrond stood up and nodded knowingly at Gandalf.
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Elainor stared at the beautiful elf maiden before her. The maiden broke the silence, "Im Arwen. I have been sent by Prince Legolas." She unlocked the cell door and seemingly glided in. She sat in the chair before Elainor and spoke again, "I have been told that you are Saruman's daughter, tell me what are you doing here? Riding into Imladris without companions?" Elainor was at a loss for words, so she recited her explanation again, "I came to seek refuge in Rivendell away from the evil powers in Isengard." Arwen smiled, "is that what you are here for?" –NO!!- Elainor's mind screamed, but she replied, "Yes, I come to hide."
"My father does not believe you, and he shall not, for you bare the white hand. Tell me, what do you think will happen to you if I leave you here?"
"I dare not think."
"Who was your mother, nen mellon?" Elainor started. Did this elleth just call her 'friend'? Elainor had never had friends, she ruled over urak, and goblins and orcs, but never have any of them been even companions. She looked at the elf before her and sighed, "Tiniwiviel, an elf from Lothlorien, she died in her grief many years after I was born."
"Yes, I remember her story well, for her darkness fell swiftly." Arwen looked at the elf before her, remembering her grandmother telling her the story of Tiniwiviel, but she could not console this elleth.
"She has gone to the undying lands, she is in Valin..." Arwen looked up. Her brother Elrohir was standing at the cell door, "Arwen?!" he gasped, he shook away his surprise and cleared his throat, "Come away Arwen, this- this...she is needed at the council." With that Arwen looked at the elf on the ground and held her hand and smiled. She pulled her hood over her head again and left. Elrohir pulled up Elainor from the ground and stood her up, she swung her hands at his face striking him unexpectedly and smiled at him. She while he was recovering she kick him in the head, and did a back flip (with bound hands, yes) and started running to the door Arwen had com in from. She darted straight through the crowd of elf maidens that stood before her chatting away on how beautiful the Prince of Mirkwood was, and jumped over the banister to her escape. Elrohir released that the hall she ran through led to one way only and darted away.
Elainor landed on two feet and turned to run to her left but as she turned her face meet with a boot, and she crumpled to the floor. Elrohir smiled as he dragged the struggling girl to her feet. She looked around and realized she was in the middle of the council. Elrond stood staring at her, Legolas looked startled, and Gandalf broke away from the eight companions standing before the council and stood next to Elrond. "Ada, I went to get her, like you asked and she gave up a fight, she tried to escape." Elrond looked at the girl with a perplexed facial expression. Then he addressed the Fellowship, "This elf you see before you, is one of treachery and malice. This elf is the key to the destruction of the ring." Elainor crumpled against Elrohir's leg. He stepped away letting her slink to the floor. She struggled to stand again, still dizzy from the blow she suffered, but settled to wipe the blood flowing freely from her nose. "She is the daughter of Saruman, as long as she is with the fellowship, Saruman will be cautious to put you in harm. She will be used as your shield, and with this you can travel safely through the lands near Isengard. But take caution, for as she is a good shield she will bring misfortune as well. Saruman will be hell bent to get back his daughter, if she is who she says she is." "Ada." Arwen stepped out from the shadow of a near by tree. "She is who she says she is." "Arwen?" Elrond looked at his daughter, "How come you to such an idea?" "I knew her mother, Ada." Arwen walked up to the girl on the floor, and helped her up. "Are you well, mellon?" there was that word again, 'friend', does that mean Arwen trusted her? Elainor smiled, "Diolle, Arwen amin" she bowed and lost her balance again as a dizzy feeling over took her again. Arwen steadied her and smiled.
Elrond was surprised that this villain showed so much emotion to her daughter, like a glint of good. Elainor looked at Arwen again and thanked her, "Diolle. They say you are the evenstar, my mother spoke of you, in my dreams." Arwen smiled and left the veranda, before she disappeared she turned to Aragorn and smiled fondly. "Umdomiel" Elainor whispered and then meet the gaze of Elrond. "My father cares naught for my well being, but only wishes to take what he desires. If he can use me to get it he will." With that Elainor turned to look at the fellowship. "Nevertheless you will be accompanying us on our journey to Mordor, and if you make the mistake of thinking you will be escaping, I will break your legs for you, is that understood you orc loving fool?" Gandalf hobbled over to her. "I am no Orc lover, Gandalf Storm crow."
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The fellowship mounted their horses and Legolas walked over to Elainor who stood staring at her horse. There were fresh binds on her hands, though she had been given a new green tunic and matching green leggings. Her new cloak was made of a thin brown material that felt very light. –How do they expect me to mount this horse with my arms bound? - Legolas stepped by her side and stared at the horse before her. "Beautiful isn't he?" She looked at him bewildered. She smiled at her, -what a wonderful smile he has, no! Wait how will I get on this horse? He has beautiful eyes too. Elainor!! Focus on the situation at hand. - Elainor turned to the horse again and sighed. She felt herself lifted off the ground and soon found herself looking at Legolas from the horse. "I thought you needed assistance, being that you were..." He looked at her reluctant to continue his sentence, "Diolle, Heruamin Legolas." And with that Legolas turned and jumped onto his steed, and spurred it to follow Aragorn's. Elainor did the same and smiled as her horse trotted forward and she maintained perfect balance. – so all those years of training to ride a horse without holding the reins finally pay off? So this one they call Aragorn, he is Elessar. So he has to die, and that halfing that they call Frodo Bag-bag...hmm Frodo Bagger? Frodo Banter? Frodo Bags... no... Frodo Biggin, no, no... Frodo Baggins..yes! Baggins. He carries it.- Elainor looked up at see realized this Aragorn had grabbed her steed and stopped it. "Do not ride ahead, or I will strike you down with an arrow." He let go of the reins of her horse and continue to follow Gandalf. –Ride ahead? I must have kicked the horse to hard...- She looked over at Legolas and smiled.
"We will make camp here" Aragorn announced pointing Anduril to the ground he stood on. Legolas jumped off his horse and rushed into the trees, to collect fire wood. The Dwarf let Aragorn help him off the horse, after much grumbling. Boromir sat with the two youngest hobbits, Merry and Pippen and told them of the wonder of the white city. All went on in their business completely forgetting Elainor was with them. She sat on her horse, very straight backed and erect, watching Aragorn. Then she realized that the elf was nowhere to be seen. –I will now unbind myself- In a low voice she chanted in black speech, staring intently at her binds. After a few minutes they came apart, and she held the two ends in her left palm to make it look like she was still bound. She lowered herself off the horse and went to sit down by the packs. She quickly scanned the packs, until she found a small elven dagger, the one that cut her binds in elrond's study three days ago. She tucked it under her tunic and stood up. –Tonight will be Elessar's last night alive.- She walked over to the tree line and Boromir stood up, unsheathing his sword. Elainor heard this, but did not falter in her step. She could see a pale light radiating from a tall slender figure a few yards away. The elven Prince, so beautiful. –It's a shame, I really began to fall for him, but he will get into my way...They must all die, starting with Elessar, and ending with the baggins.- she turned and smiled at frodo, who by now was standing and looking at her, everyone in the camp was, swords drawn. She sighed and turned back to the trees only to come face to face with the young Prince of Mirkwood.
"Arwen amin, you must be tired, please take your rest. We will not kill you in your sleep, if that is what you fear" he looked to see the company swords drawn, "at least you have my word, milady."
That night Frodo took the first watch, but he soon fell asleep, and all was quiet. Elainor stood up and looked around her, she could see elessar by the fire, fast asleep. She tiptoe to his side and kneeled beside him. She poked him with her fists(still bound) and looked around. The elf was asleep in the corner with the dwarf and three hobbits, boromir and gandalf were asleep on the other side. She turned Aragorn on his back, and prodded him again. Nothing. She let drop her 'binds' and took out her dagger. She kissed the blade and brought it to Aragorn's neck. "Goodnight Heruamin Estel." The blade touched the skin of the victim and she slid it a little to the side before she applied pressure to the knife.
A/N: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aragorn can't die! Then the whole story will have changed! Quick someone save him!