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Chapter 5

About an hour later a tailor came up to her talon. She let her and her apprentices in. The tailor immediately started measuring her and talking about dresses. Amara didn't really care; she thought all the dresses were really pretty. That didn't really help the tailor. Amara also asked for some trousers incase she felt like going riding. The tailor left with her measurements and Amara was stuck in her talon, scared to go outside without Strider.

Meanwhile Strider was having a meeting with Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn.

" There is something about her that makes her scared all the time," said Strider.

" Yes she is scared. She had a rough childhood. Neighbors taking her to a different village to have a job at a tavern, father left when she was two; does that sound familiar?" asked Galadriel.

" What part?" asked Strider.

" Where her father left when she was two."

Strider thought about it for a second and then he replied with,

" No," he said shaking his head, " she's not… is she?"

" That is for you to find out on your own," said Galadriel.

" Does she know?"

" It doesn't seem so," she said.

" If she is, you must tell her," said Celeborn.

Strider got up from his chair and left the room. Instead of going to his talon he thought he might take a walk. He walked to a near-by stream and just looked at it, thinking.

What if what Galadriel was saying was true? She looks nothing like me. She is 18 though, and I haven't seen my daughter in 16 years. I don't even remember what happened.

About an hour later Strider stopped thinking about it and decided to go back to his talon. Before he started to climb the stairs to his talon he decided to check up on Amara. He looked in and saw her asleep on her bed with the covers thrown back. He then walked in and put the covers on her and looked at her sleeping. He then left and went to his talon where he went straight to bed.

DREAM

" Why can't I?"

" Our daughter is only two years of age. You only come to see her once every three months. She needs a father!"

" I am not the father she needs. I am needed else where."

END DREAM

Strider sat up in his bed. He had just woken up from a very disturbing dream. He looked around. He wiped the sweat off of his face and he lay back down in his bed and tried to go back to sleep.

The next day he woke, washed, and got dressed. Then he thought about Amara. He looked out his window to see her talon. He saw Amara all dressed and ready for the day, the only problem was that she was sitting outside her room on the stairs. Almost like she was waiting for someone to come get her. She was staring off into the distance. He could see from his talon that she was scared to go down the stairs to go anywhere.

Strider went over to Amara's talon and stopped right in front of her.

" What are you waiting for?" he asked.

" I…I don't want to go down there," said Amara.

" Are you scared?"

" Yes."

" Of the elves?"

She looked up at Strider and said,

" I don't want to get hurt again."

He lowered himself to eye-level with Amara and said,

" These elves are peaceful. They don't want to hurt you."

" I don't want to go alone," she said.

" Okay," he said reaching out his hand, " lets go."

She took his hand and followed him to the ground.

When they were on the ground, they saw many elves. Some were male, other female; some were warriors on their days off, lovers, or elders (but you couldn't tell). They all had one thing in common though; they were all looking at Amara.

" Where are we going Strider?"

" To meet a very experienced healer," said Strider.

" Who?"

" Lady Galadriel," he said.

" Amara," said a voice inside her head. She stopped and her eyes filled with fear.

" What?" asked Strider.

" Voices in my head," said Amara.

" It is fine, Amara. It is just Galadriel talking to you," explained Strider.

" I know what you fear," said the voice.

" Do I think back?" asked Amara.

" Yes," said Strider.

" What?" asked Amara.

" You fear a life without friends, protection, and most of all, you fear a life without knowing who your father is."

" How did you know about my father?"

" I know who your father is Amara, and you do too," said the voice.

" What?"

There was no respond. She then kept walking.

They climbed another set of stairs and then they stopped at a doorway.


A/N What cha think? Well not much here going on. Oh wait… I CAN'T GO TO MY MILITARY BALL BECAUSE OF A STUPID TOURNAMENT!!!! I am very upset! And I almost had a date too!!!! tear Well, we better win that tournament. Even though it is in March, I'm still mad!!!!! REVIEW!!!