The story of Elenion is based on the Lord of the Rings movies, directed by Peter Jackson. The characters, with the exception of Elenion, belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Elenion is a character all my own. No copyright infringement is intended.
Chapter 6: For the love of hobbits..
Elenion sat on the bench, watching the hobbits as they came up the path towards her. They were laughing, enjoying each other's company without a worry in the world. They reached her bench and were caught by surprise at her appearance.
"You look vaguely familiar, where have I seen you?" one said to her without thinking. The other one instantly hit him in the arm. "Don't be rude, Pippin!"
Elenion laughed at their behavior.
"You have seen me before. In the woods, after Frodo was attacked at Weathertop," she informed them. Pippin's friend instantly tensed, while Pippin smiled innocently.
"Hello again," he said, walking over to her. "I'm Pippin…he's Merry…" his voice trailed off as he turned to his friend. "Now look who's being rude, come say hello, Merry.." Pippin said, trying to coax his friend over. Elenion could hear his suspicions about her in his head as he thought them. Merry had known something was strange about her on Weathertop, when she encountered the wraiths. She could hear it in his thoughts then just as she heard it now. Elenion smiled at him.
"I promise you, there is no reason to fear me, Merry," she assured him. He didn't budge, but the look in his eyes changed. She smiled at him. "If anything, I am a friend to your kind, young hobbit.." she continued. Pippin just nodded and stood by her. Merry finally spoke.
"Gandalf has told us a lot about you, but he didn't prepare me for what I saw that night." he stated flatly. Elenion sighed and took her seat on the bench. He was referring to the wraiths. Merry continued.
"First we ran into the wraith on the way to Bree, then we ran into Strider, and then you, and now we are here in Rivendell, of all places….I just don't understand the series of events taking place here." He finally moved from his spot and closer to Elenion. "I trust you when you say you are a friend to us, but with no offense to you, or Strider or anybody, I don't like the constant feeling of needing these "friends" to protect us. It's just going to get worse, isn't it?" he almost demanded to know. Elenion didn't know what to tell him.
"I'm afraid I don't have that answer for you, Merry," she said, deeply wishing she did have answers. For him, for herself, for everything. She felt the sigh escape his body almost as if it had been her own, it was so heavy. She looked at him, wishing she knew how to comfort him.
Before anybody could say anything else, someone else was coming up the path. Elenion turned around to see the crystal blue eyes of Frodo Baggins. Merry and Pippin ran over to him, and soon, Sam ran up the path behind Frodo. All four were united again, as they had been before any of these events took place. Before wraiths, before she and Arwen invaded their camp on Weathertop just to steal Frodo away and confuse the others. She understood their stress and was happy for their moment of joy again. She smiled at Sam as he watched her slip away. The smile she received in return was irreplaceable. Happier than she had been all day, she strolled further down the path and away from the hobbits, getting lost in her thoughts once again.