The Huntress Chapter 8, a lord of the rings fanfic

Blood Will Tell by Syril Silverleaf

Reviews - 25
- Text Size

Top of Form 1

Bottom of Form 1

Author's Notes:

i hope you like this. it's just getting on the way, nothing real important happens, but you might want to read it. Tell me what you thnk,

Syril.

Chapter 8

"Cladelach!" Naru hissed at him, her fists clenching and unclenching. "Keel, Nachumercha, Gurndysh, Nacturam meanderra, Cladelach--"

"I believe you're repeating yourself," Raleon interupted dryly, and wondered what her angry words ment.

Naru glared at him, her nostrels flaring sharply.

Raleon bowed, knowing it would infuriate her furthur. "You and i both know that you know your answer right now. Shall I tell him?"

She stared at him coldly.

He grinned at her once, mockingly, and walked out of the room.

Keel, she though bitterly, knowing that she could not refuse and still keep her remaning family safe. She reached out abd kicked the door solidly and the swore vividly when her foot began to throb.

Ugh. This was all that, that, that... man's fault. Naru wasn't exactly sure how it was, but it was!

It had been a fair many years since Naruviel had been accused of sulking, but those years were now gone.

"Naruviel, nack tannathouv nishck dac'tuoanel."

Naru was pouting and she knew it, but she was NOT sulking! "Am not," she muttered, glaring at her grandmother, Dami. The old woman folded her arms over her chest and looked down at her granddaughter, her wrinkled face both stern and kind.

"Well, what are you doing? You're not applying your mind to your newest mission. You're not thinking on the crimes of this Farre man. No, my dear, you are sulking like a child deprived of their favorite sweets.No," she held up a hand, "that is exactly what you're doing. All because some man got the better of you."

Naru sighed and sast down hard on the bench behind her. "This is all too much. Just two monthes ago I was sitting in the library telling Mother what colors to use on her embroidery. And now I'm in the fated White City of Gondor, sitting in a coutryard watching the blue sky and listening to my grandmother lecture me on mes, of all the Valar blessed things." She sighed again, this time it being more of a snort than a sigh. "And to top all of this off, my arse aches like to other." This time Naru admitted to herslef that something very close to apout crossed her face. "Stupid saddles. Why can't I ride bareback?"

Silence reigned in the courtyard for a fair while and then Dmaun Dami laughed. "My sweet girl, I haven't a clue as to why you can't ride bare back but I do have a response to your man problems."

Oh, how wonderful, Naru thought, now I have man problems.

Chuckling softly, Damun Dami sat down beside her and slowly repeated the oft sung lullaby.

"The stars are bright,
The sky at night,
The moon is slivered,
Not a Man in sight.
Weak we are called,
She said from beneath a shawl
But men do not think
On what they've been told."

"I know, I know, grandmother. But I don't know if I can be that."

Damun Dami chuckled again. "You will, my lass, you will." Sharply Naru looked up at her grandmother to find that her grandmother was staring across the courtyard with a most peculiar look on her face. Unsure, Naru followed her line of sight and her jaw dropped.

Her grandmother was staring at a man who had to be at least ten years older, with a stately air about and a polished cane in hand as he walked proudly through the courtyard, followed by several men, all equaly ancient.

Utterly shocked, Naru was horrified."I have to go, Damun." At a total loss as to what to say to her grandmother staring like a love-struck little girl." I... think I have to... sleep."

All the resppnse Naru got was a distracted, "Of course, dear," before she left her grandmother to her staring.

After leaving her grantmother she followed her ear to find a secluded garden fountain. She didn;t realy have to sleep, but she was sure her granmother hadn't noticed.

She sat beneath the fountain and thought. Refusing this meant only what fate could know for herself and her family. Keel, Naru thought bitterly towards the King. Naru hated not having any choice, she alos hated the forcast of herself riding for days on end with a man who ws fast proving to be a lecherous rogue. The thought of simply getting back on a horse after only a day out of saddle alone was enough to make her weep, but with a man? She was ready to run screaming from that. Men were not her favorite.

I think the king is a keel, she told hersel;f as she got up to head back to the Stewrd's Pride inn where she would sleep when she was in Minas Tirith, to sleep and ponder over how to tell the king that she had no choices in her life so how could she refuse to go hunt down Farre in the company of a viritable swine?￹FPRIVATE "TYPEPICT;ALTNavigation"

Home

Members

Most Recent