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Glorfindel looked around the forest. There was no sign of the elfling to be seen.
" My Lord," said a warrior, " Perhaps he is playing by the creek we passed along the way here?"
" Possibly," said Glorfindel, " Take a few warriors down to the creek and look for the child there."
" No sign of him?" asked a concerned eleven woman.
" Not yet, Luinwen," said Glorfindel, " We will find him."
" I just hope he hasnt fallen and gotten himself hurt. Elflings, they are always so neglectful to take care."
Glorfindel laughed. " You are right there, my lady."
" My lord, My lady," said an elf who had helped with the search for the missing elf child, " We have found him."
Glorfindel and Luinwen followed the elf to a pine tree. It stood about twenty five feet high, with many branches sprouting from its trunk. On one of the trunks was a tiny elven boy, watching a birds nest.
" Nana?" asked the boy looking down.
" Come down penneth!" Luinwen command sternly.
" Yes nana," said the boy as he climbed down.
" I thought I told you to stay nearby! I was afraid you had gotten hurt," Luinwen reprimanded, " There are many elves you owe a thank you and an apology to. They are out looking for you."
" I am sorry, nana," said the boy, " I was just playing."
Luinwen sighed and hugged her son to her.
" My lord Glorfindel," said a warrior at Glorfindels side, " The troop is ready to move." Glorfindel shook himself back to the present and nodded to the elf in front of him. He sighed and got up from his place by the stream. This memory just could not leave him be.
Once in the clearing, Glorfindel noted that everything was packed up. The fire was out, the tent was rolled up, and gear was carried by the warriors. Only an elf could tell that anyone had been here at all.
" We will go over to the human village about five leagues from here and see if they need help with anything, understood?"
" Yes my lord," replied the troops simultaneously.
Glorfindel nodded and began to walk towards the small village. He drew in a deep breath of the fresh, crisp, morning air and looked to the horizon Yellow rays peaked out over the point were the land met the sky. It was being streak with light colors of blue and pink. Birds chirped in earnest as they hunted for their morning meal. Squirrels danced around the tree limbs and laughed as the elves walked by. Chipmunks chattered to one another as they stuffed their mouths with acorns. It seemed to Glorfindel that nature slept at the night and worked during the day, as did the elves.
Margaret slipped into another dress for the day. This time, it was yellow, and had no patterns or lace on it. It was plainly made from a dozen layers of scarves. The color suited Margarets brown hair and soft face. She wished that Glorfindel could see her in this dress. She knew he would like it and tell her how pretty she was in it. He did everyday.
Margaret then braided her hair, and pulled on some slippers. Sulwen sat silently, waiting to escort her to breakfast.
Margaret thought for a moment how much her life had changed in the past year. She was now looking at herself in a mirror, wearing a dress that even the richest girls did not own in New York. She even had a full three meals a day, and could snack in the kitchen whenever she wished to. She was also given an education, something she had always dreamed of having. ' I am so lucky,' Margaret thought to herself, ' I have almost everything I could ask for. I bet Ma would love this place.'
Suddenly, tears formed in Margarets eyes. She felt Sulwen pull her into her arms, asking what was wrong. Margaret choked on the lump in her throat, determined not to cry.
" Glorfindel is gone," she said, " He is gone to fight orcs."
Sulwen nodded. " But he will be back."
" Orcs can kill," Margaret said, whipping around to face Sulwen, " And Glorfindel could die. He could die just like Ma did!"
Sulwen stared at her for a moment before pulling her into a hug. " Oh Margaret," said Sulwen, " Glorfindel is a great warrior. He will be fine. Besides, I do not think the Valar want him dead. They have already sent him back to Arda once."
" What do you mean?" asked Margaret pulling away from her.
Sulwen smiled, " You will learn about it soon enough. For now, just rest assured that Glorfindel will be fine."
" Alright," said Margaret willing the tears to go away.
" Good. Now I think we should be going to breakfast."
" Margaret," said Elladan as she took her seat, " Elrohir and I need to go and check on the new fish that have bread in the ford. Would you like to come with us?"
" Would I!" squealed Margaret and then turn to look at Sulwen.
" May I please?" Margaret begged.
" Of course," said Sulwen, " Just remember to tell Calin and Lindir that you will not be attending lessons."
" I will," said Margaret, " When will we be leaving?"
" In a few hours," said Elrohir with a smile and a wink at Sulwen.
Margaret almost jumped for joy. It wasnt so much going to look at the fish in the Ford, but she would be able to ride a horse. And she loved to ride horses.
Two hours later, Margaret was mounted up in front of Elrohir on his horse. The horse was all gray with a few white spots here and there. It pranced happily around the court yard while it waited for its masters orders.
" Have fun and take care," Sulwen told Margaret.
" I will," said Margaret as Elrohir whispered a command to his horse. And then they took off at a canter, Margaret bouncing slightly as they rode along.
" It will take us a while to reach the Ford," Elrohir said to Margaret, " That is unless you would rather go faster?"
Margaret grinned, " Can we?"
" Of course," said Elrohir, " Noro Lim."
Margarets eyes widened as the horse took off at a run. For a moment, she was afraid she might fall off, but Elrohir tightened his grip around her as he held onto the horses mane.
Margaret laughed in delight as they flew through the forest.
A/N: Ok, end of the chapter. Write a review if you have any comments. Next chapter should be up in about a week. I did replace this chapter because of a spelling error, if you are wondering. : )
Thanks to all my reviewers:
Idril Miriel: Denmark? As in U.S Denmark? Or Denmark in Europe? Well, either way, I love talking to people from other places. Its always interesting to hear about different places. Im from the U.S. I live in a very small town, too. Thank you for your review!
IwishChan: Lol Yes, Elladan and Elrohir are a bad influence, but then again, they are twin brothers! Thanks for your review!
elfiehead: Your reviews always make me smile when I get them. Thank you! Im glad you like it. I love Elrohir, too: ) I am planning on doing the Titanic fic with Margaret, but it wont be tied into the series. It also wont be written for a while. Thank you for your review!