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Wizard Musings and Arguments

Gandalf

I had watched the entire scene unfold from my seat at Elrond's right. I t was my seat since I was to be the leader of the Fellowship I considered Legolas and Merry's pursuit of my Laurelin to be quite absurd since I was sure that neither could ever convince her to renounce her pursuit of higher mageship for them. What did bother me was Amanda's apparent interest in both Pippin and Frodo's suit. Pippin already had a future ahead of him that needed to be fulfilled whereas Frodo could marry whom he would and his choice seemed to be Amanda. Frodo's future if he survived would be bleak indeed. He would never be free of the pain from the wound the ringwraiths inflicted upon him. He would need heirs and a strong wife. I was determined that Amanda would provide those heirs and be that wife. Peregrin Took had his own destiny to fulfill. My eldest then stood up and said,

"Well if you all don't mind I think I'll excuse myself I have things I wish to do before we leave on the morrow, Elrond, Gandalf," she said politely nodding to Lord Elrond and myself.

"Young lady mind your manners here in Rivendell and that's not a request either," I yelled at her retreating form.

Laurelin

The minute Amanda left utter chaos ensued between Frodo and Pippin. To my eyes Pippin started the argument. Once Amanda was completely out of earshot Pippin turned to Frodo and said,

"It's your fault she left you know."

"My fault?" answered Frodo. "How could it be my fault you started it!"

"You started it when I saw her first and then you decided that you wanted her, she is my mage," tossed back Pippin.

"You did not see her first and by the way your mage? I didn't see your name on her let alone a ring staking your claim," shot back Frodo.

"You want to make something of it cousin?" challenged Pip.

"And what if I do you stupid tweenager," yelled Frodo. Seconds later there were two Hobbits rolling about on the floor punching and kicking each other, yelling insults. Uncle Elrond stood and stred in open surprise.

"By the blessings of Elbereth," breathed Elrond. Gandalf just sat there letting them fight.

"Look at them go they're like little rabid orcs," commented Gimli.

"I hope you two don't do this all the way to Mordor because if you are I am going to keep my mage staff trained on the both of you," I yelled at them as they tussled on the floor. Neither gave any indication that they heard me.

"Gandalf aren't you going to do anything about this," asked Legolas getting to his feet.

"Not at all young princeling," answered Gandalf the grey.

"Might I ask why not Gandalf," asked Aragorn from further down the table.

"Perhaps if I let them tire themselves out now they will be less inclined to do this all the way to Mordor as Laurelin put it," replied Gandalf.

"Well I must say this is interesting," commented Elrond. "Hobbits fighting instead of eating."

"You may see stranger things yet Lord Elrond," answered Gandalf.

"Daddy I'm done eating I seem to have lost my appetite may I be exused," I asked Gandalf.

"It's fine with me my dear What say you Lord Elrond?" he answered.

"Go on dear and sleep well you need your rest," said Elrond gazing on me with loving fatherly eyes. I muttered a soft thank you and nodded to Legolas as I stood to leave. As an afterthought I grabbed my half empty plate and sashayed over to Frodo and Pippin who were still tussling on the floor.

"Well good night you two it's been fun," I said politely to the figures on the floor before dumping the remainder of my food on what I assumed was their heads. Without waiting for an answer I began walking away and I didn't stop walking until I stood in Lord Elrond's gardens. Vaguely I wondered first where Amanda had gotten off to. Secondly I wondered how I was going to survive travelling with Prince Legolas. As a child he had been my favourite person in Middle-Earth. As I grew up he had been my favourite playmate aside from my sister. In growing up in Rivendell I had gone through the womans change there falling for the ethereal royal. I had known at the time that I shouldn't let myself fall for him that it would only hurt me because I could never have him but I couldn't help myself he was too beautiful. But it wasn't just his beauty that caught my eye and trapped me his gilded gold web. I had many fond memories about him from childhood waiting patiently for the day that I would speak to him, he was the only one beside Gandalf, Elrond, and Amanda who would talk to me even if I didn't answer. Often he would disappear into the woods and bring me back a pretty bauble, like a precious stone or a feather that was most pretty.