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Chapter 11: Goodbye

Samantha threw down her quill in frustration. She pulled on her hair roughly and groaned. She was not getting any of this! No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the characters of the writing and translate words into Elvish at the same time! But Glorfindel didn't seem to realize that she needed more time to learn things instead of adding new things every day. He probably thought her to be a genius who could handle it all when actually she was the complete opposite.

Glorfindel looked up at her and raised his eyebrows. Her sudden display of anger hadn't surprised him, but he had thought she would have controlled her emotions more. Elves were good at that. But, she was knew to this lifestyle, language, and people so perhaps the way she handled everything was different as well. He could see that she was obviously having problems with learning their language, yet he wished to continue pushing her. How else would she improve if someone was not there to discipline her?

The blonde elf continued to watch her with his hawk-like eyes. He watched as she let go of her hair and then use her hands to cover her eyes. Samantha took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. She picked up her quill and began writing again in Tengwar. Satisfied at Samantha's regain of control, Glorfindel glanced back down at the documents in front of him. Sighing himself, he continued on his own work.

Nearly two hours later, Samantha tossed down her quill once more. She threw her head down on the table and closed her eyes tightly. 'Damn Tengwar to death,' she thought. Her breaths came in short, loud gasps. Samantha jumped slightly when she felt a hand on her back. It rubbed her back lightly, soothing her. Samantha slowly began to calm down as her breathing regulated. She gradually sat back up to face Glorfindel.

"I can't do this," she muttered bitterly, "I can't do this." Glorfindel's frown only made her situation worse. She stood up angrily, nearly knocking the chair to the ground in her abrupt and harsh actions. Glorfindel stared at her in concern.

"Ce mae?" he asked. Samantha didn't answer. Instead, she glared at him. Glorfindel made to move towards her. Samantha saw this and instantly moved back. (Are you well?)

"Don't touch me! Leave me alone!" she screamed. She ran for the door only to be blocked by the older elf.

"Mas bedich an?" he asked hurriedly. (Where are you going?)

"I want to go home! Home! Where I belong! Let me go!" Samantha screeched. Glorfindel resisted the urge to cover his sensitive ears from her screams. "Amar. Amar." (Home) Glorfindel looked at her in pity. "Bado uin men." (Move out of the way.) Glorfindel frowned once more before slowly moving to the side. Samantha glared at him on last time before opening and slamming the door behind her.

Once Samantha stepped into the hallway, she was shocked to find that a small crowd had gathered around the door. She figured it was from her ear-piercing screams. She winced slightly at the thought. How many times was she going to make a complete fool of herself? 'Too many times to count,' she thought dryly.

She glanced at the faces of the elves surrounding her. She didn't recognize any of them. She sighed in relief, but nonetheless felt the burning of her cheeks. Cursing her obvious embarrassment, Samantha began to push her way through the small crowd.

"Samantha!" a voice suddenly called out to her. She turned at the sound of her name and groaned. Walking towards her was Arwen, with Elladan at her side. At least, she thought it was Elladan. Samantha gave them both one of her trademark glares. Shock was clearly evident on their faces but Samantha ignored this. She crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow at them. Arwen cleared her throat.

"Ce mae?" she asked. Samantha raised her eyes. (Are you well?)

"Do I look well?" she responded sarcastically. Elladan and Arwen exchanged glances, wondering what she had said. Rolling her eyes again, Samantha spun on her heel and left them behind her. She was satisfied when she heard no one walking behind her. Anger was still flooding through her veins and it wouldn't do any good for her to have any more encounters. She rarely got as fired up as she just had, but when she did get that angry, it took a while for her to calm down. And seeing more people could make everything even worse.

She took long, hurried steps as she rushed back to her room. Avoiding others was a must at the moment. Samantha's feet did not make a single sound and for that she was grateful. She passed the grand doors that led outside and the hallway that led to the dining hall. She was getting closer.

Suddenly, the soft sounds of someone running met her ears. Samantha immediately picked up her pace. She was almost there. The site of the small staircase met her eyes. She began to rush up them.

"Samantha!" the cry of her name startled her. She lost balance and before she could even register what was happening, she fell backwards. The soft "crack" of her body hitting the solid ground echoed off the walls. Darkness engulfed her and Samantha knew no more.

Samantha winced as the bright light met her eyes. She instinctively covered her eyes and groaned. Where was she? She tried to sit up but a pounding sensation in her head kept her from moving. Without her body moving, her eyes surveyed the room. White. The whole room was white. She came to conclusion that she was back in the Healing House. What had happened? Why was she back here again? A flash of herself falling came back to her mind. She remembered. Someone had called out to her, she had lost balance, and she had fallen backwards. But how was she suddenly here?

Samantha closed her eyes again and tried to think. It hurt too much to think. She finally gave up and listened around her. Voices were talking. She could recognize the voice of Elrond, Sidhiel, and Glorfindel. Ignoring her pounding headache, she tried to translate what they were saying.

"Mas beditha?" she heard Sidhiel's voice ask. (Where will she go?)

"Lothlorien," was Elrond's answer. 'Lothlorien', Samantha thought, 'was that a place?'

"Manen lu ann?" came Glorfindel's question. (For how long?)

"Aviston," Elrond replied. (I don't know.)

"Ir beditha?" Sidhiel asked. (When will she leave?)

"Orbelain," came Elrond's reply. (Friday) The voices stopped and Samantha understood that they had left the room. She was leaving? Why? Where would she be going? She certainly would not be going home, but why were they making her leave a place that she had grown accustomed to? Why were they making her start over again? Samantha turned over in her bed and cried. What would she be leaving behind this time?

Four days later, Samantha stood nervously in her room, waiting for someone to come and get her. Yes, it was her who was to leave. As soon as Elrond had found her awake, he had managed to explain that she would be sent to Lothlorien and that the Lady Galadriel would be able to help her more than he. She had reluctantly agreed, but of course this was after she realized that she had no say in the matter.

The servants had packed her dresses and a few things for her journey. From what she had heard, Lothlorien was at least a few weeks away on horse-back. Samantha had always loved camping outdoors with her father in Colorado, but even there she could use an indoor plumbing toilet just half a mile away. This would certainly be an interesting experience.

Samantha really did not want to leave Imladris. It was a beautiful place that had found its place into her heart. The people were kind and she really did not want to start over again. Of course there was the slight problem of seeing Elladan and Arwen together, but she would easily stay here with them rather than go somewhere else. However, Glorfindel had tried to tell her she would love it in Lothlorien and all she could do was take his word for it.

"Samantha, geril chur?" a voice came from the doorway. (Samantha, are you ready?) She turned and found Glorfindel standing behind her, a non-readable expression on his face. Sighing, the younger elf nodded her head and moved to pick up her two small bags. Glorfindel, however, beat her to it and picked them both up easily in one hand. She smiled slightly and thanked him. He offered his arm out to her and silently Samantha took it. Taking on last look at her room, she walked out into the hallway and shut the door behind her.

The short walk down to the stables was a silent one. Samantha could not find it in her heart to say anything when she was about to leave the place she had been so warmly accepted into. She had begun to call this place her home and now she was about to leave it. They quickly spotted Elrond, Sidhiel, and a few other elves who had gathered around to say a fond farewell. Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen included. Groaning to herself, Samantha continued down to the stables.

Three horses were standing out from the rest and Samantha immediately assumed that these would be the horses that she would be taking. She knew two other elves were going with her to ensure her safety, but she was sure she did not know them. Her suspicions were proven true when she saw a blonde-haired elf jump on to a grey horse and a dark-haired elf jump on to a brown horse. Her bags, she now noticed, had been taken out of Glorfindel's hand and placed on to the last horse.

"Raid gin celin a i waew adel gen," Elrond said as Samantha walked towards the white horse. (May your paths be green and the breeze behind you.) Samantha just gave a small smile as she gazed at him and then at the faces around her.

"Navaer, nan lu agovaded vin," Samantha replied. (Farewell, until we meet next.) She felt someone lift her up on to the horse and she instantly gripped the reins. The moments of sadness that had occurred had made her forget that she had never ridden a horse before. However, she forced these thoughts out of her head and smiled on last time at everyone. And as the horses began to walk away, Samantha couldn't resist taking on last glance at her home, or one last glance at a certain face that remained behind.

I'm sorry it's been a while, but I've been so busy and I've been having small problems with a thing called "writer's block". But don't worry, the next chapter will be easy to write and I'm sure that I'll have it up soon.

Thanks to all my reviewers:

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EresseElrondiel- I like languages too, but learning them can be difficult. I'm not that good with them, but I still like to learn them. I know it was Imladrisless, but for now you might have to get used to that because there won't be much Imladris for a while now that Samantha's going to Lothlorien. Thanks, I'm glad you loved it. As for stories, you need to update yours!

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