Chapter Four
A/N: Most sorry. I'm a bad person. This was a ridiculous amount of time for one to wait for an update. But if you're still reading this although I kept you waiting I have one thing to say to you. I love you. You are the Rock-on-ing-est. since school is like over I'll be able to update more. I'll have the time to plot and write bits in pieces in my head this summer while little children jump all over me and make me play games. I'm working at a camp for ten-year-olds. But I'll pull it off. So I'll shut up and give you the much awaited for chapter.
Elvish was not as difficult as I thought is would be. At least not with three people who spoke it were teaching you. We received lessons every other day from Silmarwen, Elladan, or Elrohir. All three were extraordinarily patient with us although we both had a certain knack for the language. Maybe it had something to do us being Mary Sues. If that was the cause then I can't complain.
Maggie and I had our first lesson with Silmarwen, who had become a lot nicer to us ever since Maggie exploded at her the day before. I had taken a liking to her. I guess we kind of bonded during our lessons. I could feel the friendship vibe already.
Somehow though, I didn't think it was the elvish lessons alone that were forging our friendship with Silmarwen. I could connect with her so easily despite the fact that we came from different worlds. She was not what I expected an elf to be: laid back, funny, random, like Maggie and me if we had been born and raised in Rivendell. Then of course what did I expect with Elladan and Elrohir running around in a manner similar to that of the Weasly twins.
I didn't really know what to expect of the other elves, however. I had met Lord Elrond, but other than that I had no contact with anyone else other than the twins and Silmarwen since I was still confined to my room to heal. Maggie was allowed out but chose to stay near-by and keep me company.
Slowly I healed and was let out of my holding cell, as I had begun to call it. I had been dying to explore Rivendell's wonders for weeks, ever since I first saw it. On my first morning out, I got up and dressed. I pulled on a simple dress and brushed my hair into a ponytail at the base of my skull. As I studied my reflection in the water basin on my nightstand, Maggie came bounding into the room.
"Good Morrow! How are we this day in beautiful Rivendell?"
"Peachy," I answered. "I'm allowed to do things without adult supervision today."
Maggie was dressed in light colored trousers and a tunic that she had the seamstress make her. I planned on going there later today. I liked dresses but I could not wear them all the time. She had her shoulder length hair braided back, her bangs blown back and a mess, as always. Her injuries had all healed except for a the remnants of a small gash over her eye.
"Then let us go to the kitchens!" she yelled.
"Geez, Maggie. All you do is eat. And when you're not eating, you're thinking about eating."
"So sue me. I'm a hobbit at heart." Maggie smiled and shrugged and promptly bounded back out of the room calling for me to follow her. As if I had a choice.
By this point, Maggie had memorized the way to the kitchens from any point in Rivendell. She would never get lost because she always knew her way to the kitchens. Silly little hobbit.
We headed down one hall and made a right when we saw Silmarwen walking toward us. She picked up speed when she saw us.
"Maggie, Bianca!" she called. "Have you heard?"
"Apparently not. We've only been out of the room for two minutes," I answered.
"What's going on?"
"Lady Arwen is going to return home in a matter of days!" she explained excitedly.
"So…?"
"So? So she's coming home. There's going to be a feast. You two have never been to a elven feast before."
"Yeah they kind of don't have those at home," Maggie answered.
"Well, I think you'll enjoy yourself. Everyone here loves the feasts even that hobbit. And most other times he keeps to himself, usually haunting the library."
My eyes widened. "Hobbit? In Rivendell? Bilbo?"
"Yes. Bilbo Baggins. He's been here for many years now. But how did you…" I held my breath. OH boy did I screw up this time. "Oh yes. I forgot. Those books from your world tell you everything that has happened in this world."
I released the breath I had been holding in scared I had given away a secret that I should not have. Apparently Maggie had gone into great detail about our world during my unconscious days here in Rivendell. We had never actually discussed what had been said with each other. We should probably do that as soon as possible.
Silmarwen continued, " As for the feast, you'll need dresses since you have nothing suitable. I would go to see the seamstress today. That way they will be able to finish your dresses in time."
"Awesome. We were going there right after breakfast to get Binky more suitable clothes for living in. Trousers and tunics to be exact. While we're there we'll ask if they can make us dresses."
"Sounds like a good idea. I'll leave you two to get some breakfast. I should be in the library if you need me."
Silmarwen walked down the hallway in the direction Maggie and I had come while we continued our way toward the kitchens. Maggie was rather silent and wore a look of pondering on her face. I stared at her quizzically. She didn't notice.
"Mags?" I asked.
"Hmm? What?"
"Are you okay? You seem slightly more disturbed than usual."
"No. It's just I wonder how she knew."
"How who knew what?" I asked.
"Sil. I want to know how she knew about the books."
"You mean you didn't tell her?"
"No. All I told Elladan and Elrohir was that there was an accident involving the both of us. When they asked how we got here I told them I didn't know. We came from another world. We didn't live in Middle Earth. We didn't even know it was real. They didn't ask any questions like I told you. Which I also found weird."
"Maybe this has happened before. Maybe that's how they know."
"Well, I could understand Elladan and Elrohir and Elrond knowing, but why would Silmarwen know? I like her but she isn't anyone important…"
I shrugged. "It kind of freaks me out Maggie, but I'm sure it's nothing."
"I guess…Maybe we should ask her."
"You could. It can't hurt. She's pretty cool about things."
"We will. Later. First we will break our fast the elven way. Then we will go get some closes for you. And some fancy stuff too. I'm thinking matching dresses in green and purple?" she said slyly.
"No. I don't want prom all over again. Those dresses were terrible and we looked stupid in matching dresses."
"Fine. No matching dresses. Ever again."
In stories like mine, things are all thrown out of sync. There are secrets that arise. The characters set the world and the history all off balance. This story is no exception. We were just starting our lives here and already the shift in the world's balance had begun.
A/N: that sucked. I'm sorry. Reviews anyway? Please?
Kai