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Wordly dreamer: Glad you found it amusing, and thank you for liking my fic
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DISCLAIMER: I am Tolkien I own all of these characters.. Nah not true I wish I had like even 1/100 of Tolkien's talent for writing but it's sad to say that I don't. I own almost nothing so don't bother to sue me!!!
A/N) Just reread my previous chapters and I was appalled to see some typo's in there. I try to watch my spelling and grammar cause I'm often annoyed by misspelling as I read fics. So PLEASE forgive me if you spot some mistakes cause my computer doesn't find all of them, and frankly I'm a little lazy so I'll just leave them be.. Boy long A/N now the story
*Mmmmm. warm and comfy* were the first thoughts Rita had when she started to wake. Her eyes slowly started to open and she started to take her surroundings in. She was in a beautiful room which was very bright as the sun shone through the window. There were a few paintings on the wall, one had a waterfall on it with flowers all around it. The other painting was of Rivendell as she saw it the night before.
The night before, Rita's thoughts started to drift back at the memory. She remembered visiting Carol and her run through the park, but she didn't understand how she ended up in the forest near Rivendell. She shivered as she remembered her skirmish with the orcs.
*Maybe it was karma, what goes around comes around. Maybe it was some sort of punishment for failing to protect her little sister* Rita's eyes started to get wet as she thought of what happened only a week ago.
~~Flashback~~
The house was quiet as Rita opened the door, she was probably the first one home. Carol was helping her friend with math so she would probably be home later. *Good, I want her away from this place as much as possible*
*Now where could good old dad be tonight, let's see it's Wednesday so he'll probably be at the local bar. Who am I kidding, it doesn't matter what day it was he was always at the bar. Spending most of their money on alcohol, I'm lucky he's too drunk to miss the money I steal from him. It's not fair*
Rita sighed as she hung up her coat and carefully placed her backpack in the closet. It was dangerous to leave them hanging around cause you would never know what mood her dad would be in. When he was drunk he was a very dangerous man, no longer in control of his actions. A thing she found out often.
She would have run away if it weren't for one thing: Carol, her baby sister, the one she vowed to protect. Carol was happy here, well as happy as she could be in this situation. She had her school and her friends and her extracurricular activities to keep her out of the house as much as possible. Sometimes Rita was angry with her sister for having the perfect life but she would push those feelings aside quickly. She was the older sister and therefor she would always protect her.
Rita walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk as she started to walk to the stairs to go to her room. Then she saw something that made her heart skip a few beats. There was Carol, lying in a puddle of her own blood.
The glass dropped to the floor as Rita rushed to her sisters side, she was looking for a pulse and panicked when she couldn't find one *Phone, phone, must find the phone* she thought *Must call help*
Her hands were trembling as she dialed 911, taking labored breaths as she couldn't look away from her sister. She was staring st her body, looking so frail that she didn't hear the voice on the line untill she heard someone yell.
"Is anybody there, answer me, can anybody hear me?" it was the voice of the operator.
"Yes, you have to help me it it it's my sister she's hurt she..God there's so much blood, and I can't find a pulse and."
"Ma'am, calm down please, just tell me where I should send the ambulance" the voice of the operator was soothing.
"Cabello lane, number 22" Rita was able to say before she dropped the phone rushing to Carol's side. She knew she shouldn't touch the body so she had to fight the urge not to shake her sister awake. "Carol, Carol sweetie, please wake up. I'm here now Carol, you can wake up now, Carol WAKE UP, you're starting to scare me!" Rita's screams echoed through the house.
In the distance she could hear the ambulance and she ran to the door to let the paramedics in. But in her mind she knew it was too late, a part of Rita knew her precious baby sister was dead.
~~End Flashback~~
She had been right, there was nothing the paramedics could do, Carol's neck was broken. The doctors had ensured Rita that Carol hadn't suffered because she was dead as soon as she had hit the floor. They tried to tell her that it was not her fault for there had been nothing that she could have done.
Rita knew better though, she knew for sure that if she had been there she would have been able to save her sister, and she failed.
Her dark thoughts were interrupted as somebody softly knocked on the door and entered. It was a woman, more beautiful then anybody Rita had ever seen. The woman had long flowing hair in a dark almost ebony color. Yet that was not the thing that struck Rita the most, it were the eyes of this woman, they were so warm and she had a look from which she could tell that this woman had an old soul. *Oh great* Rita thought *She must think I'm a stupid fool for staring at her that way*
The woman was not disturbed by her stare though. She just looked back at her for a while before she started to speak.
"Good Morning, I am pleased to see you awake. After you were brought in last night we were quite worried for you might have caught a bad cold, how are you feeling? Oh I must apologize I have not introduced myself yet, my name is Arwen. I am daughter of Elrond, who is the lord of Rivendell."
Rita's eyes widened "Then you are the sister of Elladan right? Cause I thought I heard him say something about Elrond being his father, but I'm not sure anymore" Rita's voice trailed of as she was uncertain of the event of the night before.
"Indeed I am the sister of Elladan, you have remembered correctly Rita Saunders"
*Now how did she know my name* Rita wondered, but Arwen answered her unspoken question.
"Elladan has returned earlier this morning, he told us in what conditions he found you in as well as your name and home. I must say I am intrigued, I wonder how you landed in Rivendell and where this place lies where you say you come from. But we must hurry.."
Rita raised an eyebrow *Hurry, hurry for what?*
"My father wishes to see you at dinner and you still have to bathe and we have to find suitable clothing for this event."
"Dinner, is it that late already, how long was I asleep anyway."
"You slept through the entire day Rita, yet you should not feel guilty for you were weary of the events which took place. Your clothes were all torn and you have many scratches. You were very lucky, for there are few who survive the attack of orcs."
"You mean the big smelly things, they were disgusting. They were strong though, and fast." Rita scrunched her nose as she remembered the bad smell that came of the things. *Orcs Rita, try to remember that they are called Orcs*
"Come I will help you get to the bath then after you are done bathing you can call me and I shall help you dress. I will pick an outfit as you bathe."
"No that's alright, I'll be ok, you don't have to help me I don't want you to waste your time."
"It is no waste of time at all Rita, for I wish to help you and maybe you can tell me about yourself." Arwen smiled but then she noticed the way Rita's shoulders tensed at her words. "Or maybe I can tell you about Rivendell, the land of the Elves. It's beauty only rivaled by that of Lothlorien." Arwen saw the surprise on Rita's face. "Is something wrong Rita?"
Rita didn't hear her anymore though *Did she just say Elves as in Elf as in not human. No that would be way to weird, come on that's impossible. The only elves that I know are Santa's little helpers and she doesn't look like one of those elves*
"Uhm, Excuse me Arwen but did you just say this was the city of elves, as in not-human?"
"Elves are indeed not human, we are immortal and are fairer then most humans. Our ears are also shaped in a different way, as you now may see." Arwen pushed her hair behind her ears to reveal them.
*They're pointy. I've never seen anybody with such pointy ears before, which must mean that Arwen isn't lying. I am in a city of elves, now how weird is that???* "Oh ok, uhm and when you say immortal you mean."
"We never die of old age, yet we can die by injury or in some cases even of grief and sorrow. Now if I have answered you questions we have to get you ready."
Arwen pulled the sheets from Rita and helped her get in the bath, which was miraculously filled with hot steaming water. Rita sighed as she slid into the water, she needed a bath, nothing was as relaxing as one. She closed her eyes, and she felt her mussels relaxing.
She could hear Arwen talking on the other side of the door, but she wasn't paying a lot of attention. All she cared about right now was how wonderful this water felt. But she could feel her thoughts slipping back to the dark memories, so she left her precious bath and found a towel to dry herself off.
As she finished drying herself she wrapped the towel around her and walked back to the room where Arwen had laid out a beautiful dress. It was a pretty color of green and had refined stitching.
"Arwen I can't wear this, this is way to pretty for me, this is a dress for you not for somebody as simple looking as me. Besides I've never worn a dress like this before."
"Well then tonight you will wear a dress like this and you will look beautiful. I must warn you though there will be many guests tonight for there will be a meeting tomorrow, but I will not bother you with that."
"What kind of guests will be there Arwen, more elves?"
"Yes there will be more elves, but you will also find men, dwarves and hobbits." As she saw the questions on her face she motioned for Rita to turn around so she could dress her. While she was skillfully dressing her Arwen started to explain.
"Dwarves are miners, they live in the mountains and are often very greedy, yet I will be honest with you that I can not give you a objective opinion for the elves and the dwarves have a long history of conflicts."
She started to brush Rita's hair as she continued her explanation. "Hobbits are amazing little creatures, though they are very small they make up for their lack of height with an appetite you would not expect from one as small. You can see that with your own eyes at the dinner. There all done now take a look at yourself in the mirror and see for yourself how marvelous you look."
Rita did as she was told. *Well the dress looks ok I guess, but I don't know what's so marvelous about me. My hair is a weird color of blond, neither dark nor light, I have simple cheekbones and my nose is very normal. I look just normal, especially with a beauty like Arwen besides me.*
It was true, Rita was no obvious beauty, she was a normal looking girl nothing more nothing less.
"Now come with me Rita, and we shall go to dinner" Arwen linked her arm with Rita's and guided her through a long hall. It too was bright and decorated with many paintings. They descended some stairs, the same stairs Rita vaguely remembered climbing the night before, and finally they ended in front of a large door, which Rita supposed was the dining room.
Nothing could have prepared Rita for what she saw then. Rows of tables filled with all sorts of people.
*Not just people Rita, there are also elves, dwarves and hobbits, God this could get confusing*
Arwen guided her past all the tables and Rita could feel the eyes of many on her as they reached their destination. It was a long table with a man *No an elf, he has pointy ears* at the head of the table. He had brown hair that was kept out of his face with braids and very wise eyes, much wiser then those of Arwen.
"Father" she heard Arwen say, "this is Rita Saunders, the maiden that has arrived yesterday."
"Thanks you Arwen for caring for this girl" then he turned to Rita, "Please sit down and have something to eat, for you have been through a lot and I must confess that I have much questions I wish to ask you"
Rita nodded, she could understand why the Lord of the city had questions for her. *I would be wondering too if a stranger just popped up from nowhere claiming she is from another world. I just hope I can answer his questions.*
She looked around the table and saw many people (for the lack of a better word) sitting around her. She glanced at Elrond and he seemed to understand what was going through her mind as he started to introduce some of the people surrounding her.
"Beside you is Boromir, son of the steward of Gondor. Opposite to him is Gandalf the Grey, or Mithandrir as we call him, he is a wizard both powerful as wise." Bot men nodded at her, so Rita gave them both a small smile. "Beside Boromir you can see Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, and beside Gandalf is Frodo Baggins, a hobbit from the Shire."
Rita gave Legolas a smile as well before she turned to Frodo. He was propped up by pillows so she could not tell what size he was, but he had curling hair and clear blue eyes in which you could see every emotion. And right now Rita could see Frodo was very uncomfortable under her gaze.
"I'm sorry Mr. Baggins" Rita said, "but I have never seen a hobbit before so I was a little curious. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."
A smile broke on Frodo's face "That is quite alright Lady, for there are not many who can claim they have seen hobbits, for we keep mostly to ourselves. And please, call me Frodo, no need to be so formal."
Rita couldn't help but smile as well "Alright then Frodo but only if you call me Rita" Both knew a new friendship had just been formed.
Elrond waited for them to fall silent before he continued with the introductions. "Opposite to you and Arwen are my sons, Elrohir and Elladan, the latter whom you have already met I believe."
She gave Elrohir a smile as well before turning to Elladan. "Ah yes, the helpful stranger" Rita's voice was playful "I never got to thank you."
"There is no need of thanking me Milady, for I could not let a maiden be eaten by orcs now could I?" Elladan's tone was playful as well.
"Please, as I just said to Frodo, call me Rita cause that would make things so much more *Rita wrecked her brain for a good word* pleasant."
Elladan just nodded his approval because Elrond started to speak again.
"You have told Elladan of the place you come from yet I have never heard of a place called Capetown in Florida. Nor have I ever seen clothing such as you wore as you arrived yesterday, pray tell how did you end up in the woods near Rivendell?"
"I honestly have no idea Lord Elrond, but I do believe this is not my world, because on my world there are no elves or hobbits or." Rita gave a quick glance at Arwen "dwarves, and I had never heard of Rivendell either, so I believe that proves my theory. As for how I got here, I don't understand it myself. It was raining very hard when I was at the cemetery and as I was running through the park to find some shelter the ground just sort of disappeared and everything went black and when I woke up again I was on the ground with those smelly beasts behind me. I was trying to run away but that was very hard because I couldn't see a thing and it was a bit slippery. I fell and tried to fight them, I even gave a few good hits with a branch I found too, but they were much stronger then me. I was lucky when Elladan arrived when he did cause I probably wouldn't have lived to see the day, the rest you know."
"What were you doing at a cemetery so late at night?" this question came from Legolas.
It was apparent to everybody that Rita didn't want to speak of that as her shoulders tensed and her entire posture just froze. "I was visiting a grave" Rita spoke though clenched teeth and nobody asked her another question on that subject.
Elrond seemed lost in thought, as was Gandalf and most of the meal past on in silence, not that Rita was paying a lot of attention anyway, once again she was lost in the thoughts of Carol. So when she heard her name her head snapped up.
"I wish you to attend a council I'm holding tomorrow Rita," Elrond said, "for I believe your arrival here is not just accidental. Now rest for you look tired."
Rita didn't notice the looks that were given to Elrond and she stood up, once again being guided to her room by Arwen. "Thank you Arwen, I can get myself ready for bed today"
Arwen left after giving her a smile and a nod with her head.
Rita was lost in thoughts once again, but this time her thoughts were not about Carol. *What did Elrond mean by that, how could I have landed here on purpose, what reason could there be for me to be here.* Soon all thoughts left her mind as she drifted of to sleep.
A/N WOW long chapter, so let me know what you think, did I rush anything or was anybody out of character??? Let me know cause I wanna know my mistakes and learn from them. There's this button below called Review, push that and let me know what you think.
To my reviewers:
Wordly dreamer: Glad you found it amusing, and thank you for liking my fic
Midnight: Thanks for reviewing again
The Midnight Kitten: Thanks for reading and I noticed the lack of sadness to compared to the first chapter, but first she was running, then there was a hero *cough* to save her and then she was too tired to think. Don't worry she'll be depressed in this chapter. Thanks for pointing it out though, I almost missed that
DISCLAIMER: I am Tolkien I own all of these characters.. Nah not true I wish I had like even 1/100 of Tolkien's talent for writing but it's sad to say that I don't. I own almost nothing so don't bother to sue me!!!
A/N) Just reread my previous chapters and I was appalled to see some typo's in there. I try to watch my spelling and grammar cause I'm often annoyed by misspelling as I read fics. So PLEASE forgive me if you spot some mistakes cause my computer doesn't find all of them, and frankly I'm a little lazy so I'll just leave them be.. Boy long A/N now the story
*Mmmmm. warm and comfy* were the first thoughts Rita had when she started to wake. Her eyes slowly started to open and she started to take her surroundings in. She was in a beautiful room which was very bright as the sun shone through the window. There were a few paintings on the wall, one had a waterfall on it with flowers all around it. The other painting was of Rivendell as she saw it the night before.
The night before, Rita's thoughts started to drift back at the memory. She remembered visiting Carol and her run through the park, but she didn't understand how she ended up in the forest near Rivendell. She shivered as she remembered her skirmish with the orcs.
*Maybe it was karma, what goes around comes around. Maybe it was some sort of punishment for failing to protect her little sister* Rita's eyes started to get wet as she thought of what happened only a week ago.
~~Flashback~~
The house was quiet as Rita opened the door, she was probably the first one home. Carol was helping her friend with math so she would probably be home later. *Good, I want her away from this place as much as possible*
*Now where could good old dad be tonight, let's see it's Wednesday so he'll probably be at the local bar. Who am I kidding, it doesn't matter what day it was he was always at the bar. Spending most of their money on alcohol, I'm lucky he's too drunk to miss the money I steal from him. It's not fair*
Rita sighed as she hung up her coat and carefully placed her backpack in the closet. It was dangerous to leave them hanging around cause you would never know what mood her dad would be in. When he was drunk he was a very dangerous man, no longer in control of his actions. A thing she found out often.
She would have run away if it weren't for one thing: Carol, her baby sister, the one she vowed to protect. Carol was happy here, well as happy as she could be in this situation. She had her school and her friends and her extracurricular activities to keep her out of the house as much as possible. Sometimes Rita was angry with her sister for having the perfect life but she would push those feelings aside quickly. She was the older sister and therefor she would always protect her.
Rita walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk as she started to walk to the stairs to go to her room. Then she saw something that made her heart skip a few beats. There was Carol, lying in a puddle of her own blood.
The glass dropped to the floor as Rita rushed to her sisters side, she was looking for a pulse and panicked when she couldn't find one *Phone, phone, must find the phone* she thought *Must call help*
Her hands were trembling as she dialed 911, taking labored breaths as she couldn't look away from her sister. She was staring st her body, looking so frail that she didn't hear the voice on the line untill she heard someone yell.
"Is anybody there, answer me, can anybody hear me?" it was the voice of the operator.
"Yes, you have to help me it it it's my sister she's hurt she..God there's so much blood, and I can't find a pulse and."
"Ma'am, calm down please, just tell me where I should send the ambulance" the voice of the operator was soothing.
"Cabello lane, number 22" Rita was able to say before she dropped the phone rushing to Carol's side. She knew she shouldn't touch the body so she had to fight the urge not to shake her sister awake. "Carol, Carol sweetie, please wake up. I'm here now Carol, you can wake up now, Carol WAKE UP, you're starting to scare me!" Rita's screams echoed through the house.
In the distance she could hear the ambulance and she ran to the door to let the paramedics in. But in her mind she knew it was too late, a part of Rita knew her precious baby sister was dead.
~~End Flashback~~
She had been right, there was nothing the paramedics could do, Carol's neck was broken. The doctors had ensured Rita that Carol hadn't suffered because she was dead as soon as she had hit the floor. They tried to tell her that it was not her fault for there had been nothing that she could have done.
Rita knew better though, she knew for sure that if she had been there she would have been able to save her sister, and she failed.
Her dark thoughts were interrupted as somebody softly knocked on the door and entered. It was a woman, more beautiful then anybody Rita had ever seen. The woman had long flowing hair in a dark almost ebony color. Yet that was not the thing that struck Rita the most, it were the eyes of this woman, they were so warm and she had a look from which she could tell that this woman had an old soul. *Oh great* Rita thought *She must think I'm a stupid fool for staring at her that way*
The woman was not disturbed by her stare though. She just looked back at her for a while before she started to speak.
"Good Morning, I am pleased to see you awake. After you were brought in last night we were quite worried for you might have caught a bad cold, how are you feeling? Oh I must apologize I have not introduced myself yet, my name is Arwen. I am daughter of Elrond, who is the lord of Rivendell."
Rita's eyes widened "Then you are the sister of Elladan right? Cause I thought I heard him say something about Elrond being his father, but I'm not sure anymore" Rita's voice trailed of as she was uncertain of the event of the night before.
"Indeed I am the sister of Elladan, you have remembered correctly Rita Saunders"
*Now how did she know my name* Rita wondered, but Arwen answered her unspoken question.
"Elladan has returned earlier this morning, he told us in what conditions he found you in as well as your name and home. I must say I am intrigued, I wonder how you landed in Rivendell and where this place lies where you say you come from. But we must hurry.."
Rita raised an eyebrow *Hurry, hurry for what?*
"My father wishes to see you at dinner and you still have to bathe and we have to find suitable clothing for this event."
"Dinner, is it that late already, how long was I asleep anyway."
"You slept through the entire day Rita, yet you should not feel guilty for you were weary of the events which took place. Your clothes were all torn and you have many scratches. You were very lucky, for there are few who survive the attack of orcs."
"You mean the big smelly things, they were disgusting. They were strong though, and fast." Rita scrunched her nose as she remembered the bad smell that came of the things. *Orcs Rita, try to remember that they are called Orcs*
"Come I will help you get to the bath then after you are done bathing you can call me and I shall help you dress. I will pick an outfit as you bathe."
"No that's alright, I'll be ok, you don't have to help me I don't want you to waste your time."
"It is no waste of time at all Rita, for I wish to help you and maybe you can tell me about yourself." Arwen smiled but then she noticed the way Rita's shoulders tensed at her words. "Or maybe I can tell you about Rivendell, the land of the Elves. It's beauty only rivaled by that of Lothlorien." Arwen saw the surprise on Rita's face. "Is something wrong Rita?"
Rita didn't hear her anymore though *Did she just say Elves as in Elf as in not human. No that would be way to weird, come on that's impossible. The only elves that I know are Santa's little helpers and she doesn't look like one of those elves*
"Uhm, Excuse me Arwen but did you just say this was the city of elves, as in not-human?"
"Elves are indeed not human, we are immortal and are fairer then most humans. Our ears are also shaped in a different way, as you now may see." Arwen pushed her hair behind her ears to reveal them.
*They're pointy. I've never seen anybody with such pointy ears before, which must mean that Arwen isn't lying. I am in a city of elves, now how weird is that???* "Oh ok, uhm and when you say immortal you mean."
"We never die of old age, yet we can die by injury or in some cases even of grief and sorrow. Now if I have answered you questions we have to get you ready."
Arwen pulled the sheets from Rita and helped her get in the bath, which was miraculously filled with hot steaming water. Rita sighed as she slid into the water, she needed a bath, nothing was as relaxing as one. She closed her eyes, and she felt her mussels relaxing.
She could hear Arwen talking on the other side of the door, but she wasn't paying a lot of attention. All she cared about right now was how wonderful this water felt. But she could feel her thoughts slipping back to the dark memories, so she left her precious bath and found a towel to dry herself off.
As she finished drying herself she wrapped the towel around her and walked back to the room where Arwen had laid out a beautiful dress. It was a pretty color of green and had refined stitching.
"Arwen I can't wear this, this is way to pretty for me, this is a dress for you not for somebody as simple looking as me. Besides I've never worn a dress like this before."
"Well then tonight you will wear a dress like this and you will look beautiful. I must warn you though there will be many guests tonight for there will be a meeting tomorrow, but I will not bother you with that."
"What kind of guests will be there Arwen, more elves?"
"Yes there will be more elves, but you will also find men, dwarves and hobbits." As she saw the questions on her face she motioned for Rita to turn around so she could dress her. While she was skillfully dressing her Arwen started to explain.
"Dwarves are miners, they live in the mountains and are often very greedy, yet I will be honest with you that I can not give you a objective opinion for the elves and the dwarves have a long history of conflicts."
She started to brush Rita's hair as she continued her explanation. "Hobbits are amazing little creatures, though they are very small they make up for their lack of height with an appetite you would not expect from one as small. You can see that with your own eyes at the dinner. There all done now take a look at yourself in the mirror and see for yourself how marvelous you look."
Rita did as she was told. *Well the dress looks ok I guess, but I don't know what's so marvelous about me. My hair is a weird color of blond, neither dark nor light, I have simple cheekbones and my nose is very normal. I look just normal, especially with a beauty like Arwen besides me.*
It was true, Rita was no obvious beauty, she was a normal looking girl nothing more nothing less.
"Now come with me Rita, and we shall go to dinner" Arwen linked her arm with Rita's and guided her through a long hall. It too was bright and decorated with many paintings. They descended some stairs, the same stairs Rita vaguely remembered climbing the night before, and finally they ended in front of a large door, which Rita supposed was the dining room.
Nothing could have prepared Rita for what she saw then. Rows of tables filled with all sorts of people.
*Not just people Rita, there are also elves, dwarves and hobbits, God this could get confusing*
Arwen guided her past all the tables and Rita could feel the eyes of many on her as they reached their destination. It was a long table with a man *No an elf, he has pointy ears* at the head of the table. He had brown hair that was kept out of his face with braids and very wise eyes, much wiser then those of Arwen.
"Father" she heard Arwen say, "this is Rita Saunders, the maiden that has arrived yesterday."
"Thanks you Arwen for caring for this girl" then he turned to Rita, "Please sit down and have something to eat, for you have been through a lot and I must confess that I have much questions I wish to ask you"
Rita nodded, she could understand why the Lord of the city had questions for her. *I would be wondering too if a stranger just popped up from nowhere claiming she is from another world. I just hope I can answer his questions.*
She looked around the table and saw many people (for the lack of a better word) sitting around her. She glanced at Elrond and he seemed to understand what was going through her mind as he started to introduce some of the people surrounding her.
"Beside you is Boromir, son of the steward of Gondor. Opposite to him is Gandalf the Grey, or Mithandrir as we call him, he is a wizard both powerful as wise." Bot men nodded at her, so Rita gave them both a small smile. "Beside Boromir you can see Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, and beside Gandalf is Frodo Baggins, a hobbit from the Shire."
Rita gave Legolas a smile as well before she turned to Frodo. He was propped up by pillows so she could not tell what size he was, but he had curling hair and clear blue eyes in which you could see every emotion. And right now Rita could see Frodo was very uncomfortable under her gaze.
"I'm sorry Mr. Baggins" Rita said, "but I have never seen a hobbit before so I was a little curious. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."
A smile broke on Frodo's face "That is quite alright Lady, for there are not many who can claim they have seen hobbits, for we keep mostly to ourselves. And please, call me Frodo, no need to be so formal."
Rita couldn't help but smile as well "Alright then Frodo but only if you call me Rita" Both knew a new friendship had just been formed.
Elrond waited for them to fall silent before he continued with the introductions. "Opposite to you and Arwen are my sons, Elrohir and Elladan, the latter whom you have already met I believe."
She gave Elrohir a smile as well before turning to Elladan. "Ah yes, the helpful stranger" Rita's voice was playful "I never got to thank you."
"There is no need of thanking me Milady, for I could not let a maiden be eaten by orcs now could I?" Elladan's tone was playful as well.
"Please, as I just said to Frodo, call me Rita cause that would make things so much more *Rita wrecked her brain for a good word* pleasant."
Elladan just nodded his approval because Elrond started to speak again.
"You have told Elladan of the place you come from yet I have never heard of a place called Capetown in Florida. Nor have I ever seen clothing such as you wore as you arrived yesterday, pray tell how did you end up in the woods near Rivendell?"
"I honestly have no idea Lord Elrond, but I do believe this is not my world, because on my world there are no elves or hobbits or." Rita gave a quick glance at Arwen "dwarves, and I had never heard of Rivendell either, so I believe that proves my theory. As for how I got here, I don't understand it myself. It was raining very hard when I was at the cemetery and as I was running through the park to find some shelter the ground just sort of disappeared and everything went black and when I woke up again I was on the ground with those smelly beasts behind me. I was trying to run away but that was very hard because I couldn't see a thing and it was a bit slippery. I fell and tried to fight them, I even gave a few good hits with a branch I found too, but they were much stronger then me. I was lucky when Elladan arrived when he did cause I probably wouldn't have lived to see the day, the rest you know."
"What were you doing at a cemetery so late at night?" this question came from Legolas.
It was apparent to everybody that Rita didn't want to speak of that as her shoulders tensed and her entire posture just froze. "I was visiting a grave" Rita spoke though clenched teeth and nobody asked her another question on that subject.
Elrond seemed lost in thought, as was Gandalf and most of the meal past on in silence, not that Rita was paying a lot of attention anyway, once again she was lost in the thoughts of Carol. So when she heard her name her head snapped up.
"I wish you to attend a council I'm holding tomorrow Rita," Elrond said, "for I believe your arrival here is not just accidental. Now rest for you look tired."
Rita didn't notice the looks that were given to Elrond and she stood up, once again being guided to her room by Arwen. "Thank you Arwen, I can get myself ready for bed today"
Arwen left after giving her a smile and a nod with her head.
Rita was lost in thoughts once again, but this time her thoughts were not about Carol. *What did Elrond mean by that, how could I have landed here on purpose, what reason could there be for me to be here.* Soon all thoughts left her mind as she drifted of to sleep.
A/N WOW long chapter, so let me know what you think, did I rush anything or was anybody out of character??? Let me know cause I wanna know my mistakes and learn from them. There's this button below called Review, push that and let me know what you think.