A/N; Here we go, another chapter. PLEASE review! I don't know if anyone likes it or hates it! It only takes a few second...anyway, i own no lotr stuff
Chapter 11: Lothlorien
There was a days walk in between Fangorn Forest and Lothlorien. Mystic was subduedly excited. By night fall, the scenery around them had changed from open plains to tall, almost magical, trees and the ground was lush green grass. They had walked in this scene for a good half hour when they where stopped by a blond haired elf.
" Speak your names." He said. Frodo knew it was ok to say his name here.
" I'm Frodo Baggins and this is Mystic Erebor, we've come to see Gladriel and Celeborn regarding the quest we are on." He said. The elf looked puzzled and he pushed them both up against a tree.
" There is no quest we've heard of,... None at all, tell me! Who sent you." Mystic, who hadn't slept good the night before was looking ver confused and weary.
" Please sir, if you just let us see them..." Frodo pleaded. The elf laughed
" And why would they need to see you?" He asked.
" So they can catch up with an old friend." Came a voice from behind a tree 2 yard away. Out stepped Gandalf. He didn't look too well, his hair was very thin and his face looked pale and very wrinkled. Frodo ran over and hugged him.
" Gandalf! I knew you'd come soon." He said. Gandalf smiled but there was guilt smeared in with it. Frodo looked up at him, furrowing his eyebrows.
" Are you alright Gandalf?" He asked. Gandalf paused.
" Yes, well grab that poor girls hand and lets go up to the house." He said. He started walking straight. Frodo took Mystic's hand and followed Gandalf. There was something wrong, and he knew it. They reached the rounding stairway up to Celeborn and Gladriels house when the sun was just rising on the horizon. Gladriel came out when she heard the footsteps. When she appeared Frodo had to notice that she, like Gandalf, was... getting old. she smiled at them all.
" Welcome to my house." she said in her usual calm tone. Mystic looked awestruck. Gladriel let them to an open room that was sort of like a parlor. She sat down on a chair and the rest followed suit. The atmosphere of this place was so calming and so quiet it was sort of scary.
" I have been informed by Gandalf that you would be coming." She said, nodding at Gandalf.
" Now Miss Erebor, my maid servant will escort you to a room that you may rest in, Frodo We need to talk about a few important matters." She said. Mystic looked happy to be able to rest. Once she was gone, Celeborn entered .
" Mr. Baggins, I understand that you have been scared by a wraith." He aid. Frodo nodded
" And by the black spider, Shelob." He said, shuddering at the thought. Celeborn nodded cajolingly.
" Yes, you are a brave hobbit, but in exactly one year, we will be leaving for Valinor, and you will come , uh... if it all goes as planned." He said. Frodo knew what he meant, if he lived.
" Will you be coming with us, for you and Samwise Gamgee are the last of the ring bearers, and there is only 2 places left." He said. A thought just burst into his head.
" What about Mystic, she had a wraith scar too!" He exclaimed. Everyone was silent.
" Uh, master Baggins, if you do not recall, the quest ends at the end of 2 lives." He said. Frodo couldn't help it, a tear rolled down his face.
" WHY? why can't you help her, extract it out of her, or something!" he asked, trying to cover. Gladriel stood up.
" I tell you master Baggins, Only the dark lord Sauron could do such a thing, and it would probably kill her. Heaven knows She'd have to be almost supernaturally protected." She exclaimed. Frodo couldn't take it. He ran form the door and up the stairs cases until he reached the room where Mystic was, sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked up as Frodo slammed the door. He ran over to her and hugged her tightly.
" I will never ever let anything happen to you Mystic, never! I won't." He rambled on. Mystic was very shocked and confused, but patted him on the back. 2 Minutes later Gandalf had zapped the door open.
" Frodo, I need to speak to you." He said sternly. Frodo looked up. Gandalf had his usual kind expression on his face.
" Must I?' he asked. Gandalf nodded, so Frodo left with him. They strolled around a bit until they reached a particularly tall redwood.
" Did you tell her Frodo?" He asked. Frodo shook his head, he couldn't bring the words out/
" You see Frodo, I am getting older, and well I know I promised I'd meet you and take you the rest of the way, but... I can't." Frodo's eyes widened but he understood.
" Gandalf, I think I'm falling in love with Mystic." He said. Gandalf smiled for a brief moment but an expression of utmost terror came across it .
" NO! Frodo NO! you cannot I mean you CANNOT! the consequences will be DEATHLY! to the whole entire of MIDDLE EARTH, NO!" He exclaimed. Frodo was taken aback from the sudden outburst.
" Fine, whatever." he said. He walked back up to mystic, who was fast asleep. He sat on the bed next to her, looking at her peaceful face, he was going to die from guilt, and it was all their fault!
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