In the aftermath of the battle, I went to the healers tents and assisted Draco. For three days I did this, while tallies of the dead were made.
The pain in my arm gradually faded. My magic after all was strong. The Witch King's body was held together by a lot of dark magic.
Fighting dark magic is my speciality however. That and the fact that I've been subjected to the Unforgivable Curse that causes pain.
The lingering dark magic on my arm, dissapeared on its own. My own magic fought it off. Draco provided me with a steady stream of pain relief potions. It worked wonders.
In the end, our casualties weren't as bad as the leaders of the armies expected. As a matter of fact, it beggered belief.
You see, we had spoken to the elves and the dwarves beforehand and made something clear. As soon as they received a serious injury, they were to withdraw.
All of the elves obeyed, the dwarves were more stubborn. As a result, there were miraculously, no elven casualties reported.
The dwarves on the other hand, lost two hundred. I'm glad to see, upon hearing about the elves, they were chastened.
The humans, possessing comparatively weaker constitutions, suffered greater casualties. One thousand men from Gondor died and one thousand, five hundred, or half of the force of Artherdain, perished.
Artherdain's saving grace is the fact that their great enemy, Angmar, has finally been vanquished.
During the time I was in the healing tents, the elves went to Carn Dûm and laid it to waste. Killing all the remaining men and thralls and sacking the place.
On the forth night since the battle, Draco and I transformed and flew to Carn Dûm. There we used Confringo liberally and left only rubble behind.
Seeing as athelas has great healing effects in this world, Draco scattered seeds of the plant all over the ruins and used Herbivicus to make them grow to maturity.
The change happened almost instantly. The lingering feeling of oppression in this area, vanished. Soon a slight breeze blew, carrying with it the sweet scent of athelas.
Draco had a soft smile on his face. I stilled. Even after all this time, my heart still skips a beat at his beauty. " Draco " I say softly.
He turns towards me and gently I touch his face. I then lean in towards him and we kiss. I can feel the smile on his lips, and a matching one soon adorns mine.
Mithrandir, the King of Gondor and the King of Artherdain departed this morning. We bid Telemnar goodbye with fondness. Arvegil left in good cheer as well, despite their losses.
After they left, Draco, Legolas and I were in conference with Prince Bain, Glorfindel and the twins.
" Bain, we have been left with a opportunity here that won't come again. Angmar has been destroyed as well as most of the orcs of Gundabad. "
" Right now, there are very few orcs left there. Now is the time to reclaim it for your people and in so doing, making safe the entire north. "
" We don't have long however. In a few months, orcs and goblins will no doubt stream towards it. We must act. "
They all look contemplative. I study the dwarf though. He's silent for a long while. After a few minutes, he speaks.
" You are right Baraz, ( means red one in khuzdul ) however, I do not have the authority to make such a decision. My father must be consulted. "
That's when Draco withdraws the communication mirror from his satchel. " Would this help? "
Bain nods his head. " Of course Lukhudûn, ( means light- man. named for his hair. ) thank you. If you will all excuse me while I consult my father? "
We all nod our heads and wander around the camp while we wait. The dwarves that I see are behaving raucously. Drinking and singing about our victory.
Likewise, Thranduil's elves are drinking as well as dancing. My lips twitch. I look towards the elves of Imladris then and they too appear to be in good spirits.
Its then that Draco speaks, asking the elves. " Will you accompany us and the dwarves to Gundabad if King Durin gives his approval? "
Legolas it seems, doesn't even need to think about it. A smirk is playing on his face. He looks amused.
" Need you even ask Tuilalcaron. I shall simply inform my father that with Angmar defeated, I decided to take the northern route seeing as it's recently been made safer. "
Draco and I both laugh with him. Glorfindel looks hesitant, but Elladan answers instead.
" We and the force sent by my father will accompany you. None of our people died thanks to your skill, and we still have most of our supplies. "
" You are correct when you say that there will never be a better opportunity than now. We would be fools to waste it. "
" With Angmar and Gundabad laid low, the lands of Arnor and the north will finally be safe again. So yes, we shall further render our assistance . "
Draco had a pensive look on his father. Elrohir sees this. " Why do you appear troubled, Tuilalcaron? " All of us then turn towards him.
" Dealing with Angmar was just the start. Gundabad however is not as big a threat at this point. With the Palantír, I have seen the numbers left. "
" There are less than five thousand orcs left in the mountain. I have no doubts about us seizing it, easily even. No I worry about something else. "
" After this campaign, Eladar and I will return to Orthanc to rest. However, we do intend on eventually heading to Dol Guldur to find out what's truly afoot there. "
" We cannot pierce the shadow surrounding the fortress. We could see Carn Dûm however. That worries us. What's more, even if we drive whatever's made it abode there, away, what then? "
" That area cannot be left unsettled. For I have no doubt, years after we leave, evil will return to take up residence. Thranduil however has no need of expanding his boundaries, so that worries me. "
" Eladar and I already have a home, so living there is out of the question. Gondor will neither want nor need to man a fortress there. "
" Already now, despite it having recovered from the Great Plague for the most part, the fortresses guarding and watching over Mordor have been abandoned. "
" The Black Gate as well as the towers, Narchost and Carchost have been abandoned. Likewise with the castle of Gurthang. "
" All that's left of the watch on Mordor is the fortress above the Pass of Cirith Ungol. So for all those reasons, I think it best that elves populate southern Mirkwood. "
They all look thoughtful. It's Legolas however that speaks next. He looks contemplative.
" I agree. You are right however, in that my father will not want to expand southwards. There is one solution to that however. "
" Lord Celeborn is all that's left of the Royal Family of Doriath. Both Sindarin and Silvan elves will follow him. "
" I know for a fact that many of the Sindarin elves in Lothlórien are dissatisfied with the rule of King Amroth and the fact he yearns so much for the maiden Nimrodel above all else. "
" They will follow Lord Celeborn as their leader without question. " The elves from Imladris seem surprised by this information.
Hesitantly Elrohir then says, " many of the Ñoldor in Imladris would follow my grandmother as well, even over my father. She is after all, the daughter of the High King of the Ñoldor in Aman. "
There's silence between us then as we contemplate all this. That's when I speak. " For now, it's pointless to dwell on what ifs. "
" When we've dealt with Gundabad, for I've no doubts about King Durin agreeing, then the two of you must speak to your grandparents upon your return to Imladris. "
They give their agreement. It's then that a dwarven runner approaches us and tells us Bain is ready for us.
As soon as we've all entered he says " my father agreed with you Baraz, there is no better time to reclaim Gundabad than now. "
" It is indeed very fortunate, that the engineers my father sent, are still here. He doesn't doubt, that with you and Lukhudûn with us, victory is assured. "
" In a few days from now, ten thousand of my people will make their way from Khazad-dûm and head northwards. "
" They are the families of the warriors who are with us, as well as craftsmen and all that are needed to populate a city. "
" My father asks as well, that you work your wonders as you did in Khazad-dûm. You will then have the friendship of the House of Durin, till the ending of the world. "
" That and your body weight in mithril. He will pay the elves as well, in gold and jewels for their aid. "
Draco and I, as well as the elves are astonished. That amount of mithril could buy a kingdom of men.
I try to convince Bain that's it's not necessary, but his father insists. In the end, we acquiesce. A day later, the host sets out.
Dozens of elves are sent ahead, to act as scouts. In the time we spent traveling, hundreds of roaming orc warbands are killed.
After a week of marching, we reach the valley before Mount Gundabad. I can see how the orcs were able to take this place from the dwarves.
It's not very defensive. This valley leads right to the foot of the mountain and therefore the city.
It's wide enough, that an entire army can march right up to the entrance, unimpeded. I frown.
Seeing it up close makes me wonder. I look towards Draco and see his matching expression. Just how are the dwarves supposed to be able to hold this city once we take it back.
I look towards the the four elves with us. There's varying degrees of comprehension on their faces, as they realise the same thing we have.
It wasn't long after we started entering the valley, that we were challenged. I could see the massive crude doors opening in the distance. Soon howls filled the air.
By my count, three hundred wargs and their riders were racing towards us. The army of orcs following at their backs.
It was futile however. As soon as the distance between us was halved, a volley of arrows from the elven archers, killed all of the wargs and their riders.
Draco and I raised our staffs and in unison shouted Confringo, right at the heart of the vanguard of the approaching orcs.
In a large explosion, about a hundred of them died, with dozens sent flying. It momentarily blunted their momentum. Enough time for another elven volley to reach them.
Hundreds more died. That's when the charge of the dwarven goats reached them. That stopped their advance entirely.
That's when the rest of us reached them and the battle began in earnest. Back to back, Draco and I fought. Him with magic and me with sword.
Together we slew hundreds. Thanks to the invigouration draught I drank, my strength waned only slowly.
After an hour of battle, things finally started to slow down. We slew most of the orcs, but hundreds fled back towards Gundabad.
While Draco hung back to start healing, I chased after the orcs. Elves and dwarves following. We couldn't let them close the doors on us.
They however had a slight headstart. By the time we reached the doors, it was almost closed.
I raised my staff and brought it down Immobulus. It immediately stopped. That's when elves streamed past me into the entrance, to kill whoever was closing the gate.
The dwarves only moments behind. After about half a minute, I felt the resistance to my spell fade and so I dropped it. I immediately entered then.
It's fortunate that elves and dwarves have such keen eyesight in the dark. The fortress city was poorly lit. I raised my staff and thought Lumos Maxima.
Soon the entire entrance hall was bathed in light. That's when I saw pockets of fighting spread across the entire area.
Turning, after seeing movement in my peripheral, I saw dozens of orcs on a balcony, taking aim with bows.
I pointed my staff at them and as soon as the arrows were released, I said Flippendo. All the arrows were knocked aside. I then said Reducto while pointing at the orcs.
In a flash, the balcony was destroyed killing all the orcs there as they fell. It's then that new opponents appeared. A trio of trolls.
Depulso I thought. Banishing the rubble towards them. Soon their howls of pain filled the area. I moved closer. Confringo I thought pointing at the biggest troll.
His head exploded. I repeated it with the other two. I scanned my surroundings and making sure no enemies were around me, I tapped my staff against the ground while closing my eyes.
After a moment, the information of the revealing spell came to me. There were only a hundred orcs left in the mountain in small pockets.
I went towards the direction of the largest pocket. Going through a side passage, I came upon a barred door. I snorted shortly.
Bombarda I thought. The door exploded inwards. Pointing my staff again, I thought Incendio. A large stream of fire left my staff and soon howls and screams rent the air.
After a bit I cut the spell and left to deal with the other pockets. By the end of the day, the place had been cleared of all dead orcs and their bodies burnt in massive pyres outside.
It was decided in the aftermath, that the elves would remain here until the rest of the dwarves arrived. That was estimated to be in about three weeks time.
In this battle, we lost about a hundred warriors. A dozen of them were elves. They died in an ambush after they rushed into the mountain as I held the doors open.
They were buried outside of the valley. Draco coaxed trees to grow over the spot where the burial took place.
The dwarves encased their dead in stone coffins. Over the three week period, with thousands of hands, the mountain was cleared of the filth of orcs.
Draco used the scent of athelas, to permeate the inside of the entire mountain and thereby take away the stench of death and corruption.
On the day before the dwarves were set to arrive, Draco brewed more of the fertility potion and gave it to both the elves of Imladris and Thranduil's people.
I was awoken to cheers filling the mountain. By the time I dressed myself, a large group of dwarves were streaming into the mountain.
Once they had all entered, Prince Bain asked the elves to step forward. Each was then given a bag of fifty coins made of pure gold as well as two gems of varying variety.
Two small chests were given to Legolas and to Elladan. They contained jewellery that was made for their mothers and sisters, as a sign of thanks from King Durin.
It was later on in the day that the elves departed. We gave a fond farewell to Legolas and the twins.
Afterwards we found ourselves in conference with several of the dwarves. The health of the King was failing, so Bain and about five hundred guards, would be returning home the next day.
" Prince Bain, Gundabad is not very defensible, as I'm sure you know. With the size of the valley, a great host could approach, right up until the doors. That and worse. "
" We've discussed this between the two of us and we believe we've come to a solution, though it will take time and great effort. "
" The two of us, have the power between us, to hollow this valley, quicker than you can excavate the earth. "
" What we propose, is that you build a bridge, spanning the entire length of the valley. The style being not unlike that of the Bridge of Khazad-dûm. "
" Except, it needs to be twice as wide, otherwise no trade would be able to leave this mountain. "
The dwarves present, with the exception of the prince and the engineers look astonished. Bain looks pleased.
" Truly Baraz you and Lukhudûn are workers of wonders. You've set my mind at ease over my people living here again. "
The meeting then devolves in what needs to be done further. Among the ten thousand new arrivals, one thousand were miners and one thousand were masons.
Gundabad we were told, had three levels. The fourth was only in the beginning stages when the orcs took it over.
Each level had three Halls. It was decided that the highest level would be the living quarters, the level we're on now would hold the throne room, barracks and workshops.
The bottom level would be where the produce would be grown. It's there that all efforts would be directed.
The supply of food would need to be dealt with first. To that end, we would replicate what we did in Khazad-dûm. The dwarves brought massive quantities of crystal with them just for that purpose.
We also learnt that Bain's younger brother, Thrain would rule over Gundabad as it's Lord. With that being said we adjourned.
The next day, after lunch, Prince Bain departed. Draco gave him more of the potion to take with him home. In his departing words, he jokingly said that they'd soon have to find another mountain to populate.
Draco and I spent the next twenty years in Gundabad. Every day we'd go into the valley and cast Deprimo. We started with the ground against the valley walls.
About a hundred of the masons and a hundred miners, dug out the outline of the bridge. They then brought out great slabs of stone from inside the mountain.
It took us a year to clear out the valley. By that point, the workforce on the bridge had tripled using younger dwarf apprentices.
It wasn't completed though. Each year we made the chasm deeper and deeper. By the time we left Gundabad, in the year 1713 of the Third Age, the chasm surrounding the bridge was as deep as Orthanc was tall.
We left in good spirits, happy to be going home permanently. For you see, in the time we were here, one of us, periodically transformed and flew to Orthanc.
That was to physically check on everything, just to reassure ourselves. That and to give the elves there more potion of course.
We'd have thought the elves would be weary of children by now, but they took great delight in them.
From the initial hundred elves that lived with us, all of which were paired, five birth cycles have passed. There are three hundred and fifty elves living with us now.
We were happy to be headed home and rest for a few years. The journey back was slow going however. The dwarves had kindly made a wagon for us, which our two horses pulled.
It carried some supplies, but mainly the mithril we were given. If it wasn't for that, we would have flown home. Mithril however, interacts strangely with magic.
We couldn't risk shrinking it, only for it to revert while we're in the air. The horses are an issue as well.
It takes us three months of travel to reach our valley. By then, we're thoroughly sick of traveling.
We must have been spotted approaching from a distance, because a welcoming party was awaiting us. Fangorn and all the elves.
We happily reacquainted ourselves with them all. Naturally, we had a celebration that night and most of the ents were in attendance.
The next couple of years we spent in peace. The valley was unrecognisable. A forest now filled it, much to our delight. The ents were pleased as well.
Their numbers had drastically increased. The largest ents, now numbered two hundred. Thats nearly double the amount of them than when we first entered this forest, over two centuries ago.
The human sized ents number about five hundred. They were the ones that patrolled the edges of the forest and cared for the younger trees.
The small ents made up the greatest number. There were a thousand of them. They delighted in flowers and animals. They brightened up the forest.
After about five years had passed, Draco and I started making plans for our next step. We then went deep into the forest, to speak to Fangorn.
We found him near one of the streams that run through the forest. " Fangorn my friend, we would like to speak with you about something. "
" It won't be long now, till we depart once again. This time, to investigate the goings on at Dol Guldur. We've been thinking however. "
" You have expanded Fangorn Forest into the west, to encompass our valley, we think however, that you should expand the forest northwards as well. "
" Now that there are more ents, it's only natural that your home be larger. The Field of Celebrant lies between this forest and Lothlórien. "
" You should fill that empty land and thereby connect the two forests, then, seeing as we intend on dealing with the darkness in Mirkwood, you should expand eastwards, over the Anduin River. "
" You would then be creating a forest of such scale, that I'm sure hasn't been seen since the First Age. Between us, the ents and the elves, we could protect the new forest. "
A deep rumbling sound fills the area as Fangorn muses over our idea. We don't rush him however. Ents like taking their time and we came prepared.
We eventually end up staying with an unmoving Fangorn, for an entire week. Only then does he give us his answer.
" You are very right my friends. In the days of my youth, the forests stretched from Rhûn in the east, to the Ered Luin in the west. "
" I yearn for those simpler times. My people have been dying a slow death ever since the evil of Sauron has been unleashed upon Middle Earth. "
" Now there are more of us and the younglings wish to see more of the world. So yes, I agree with you. We shall expand the forests and care for them, as our mother Kementári once charged us to do. "
Once that was settled, we returned to Orthanc, where periodically, we'd check up on Mirkwood and the goings on there.
We had been debating, between the two of us, if we should seek out the Brown Wizard and have him accompany us.
There is strength in numbers afterall and we're still not sure just what we'll find there at the old friend fortress.
Eventually, two years later, in the year 1720 of the Third Age, we head towards Mirkwood.
We had already decided beforehand, that we wouldn't take our horses, we wouldn't take the Palantír with us either, just incase.
We took our avian forms and flew northward. That way, our travel time was drastically cut.
Within three days since leaving, southern Mirkwood came into sight. We had decided beforehand though, not to fly over the forest if we could avoid it.
We flew near the western edge of the forest, heading towards the Old Forest Road, which was about near the middle of the forest.
Before we reached it though, we had to rest. We landed near the edge of the forest and changed back.
Draco gathered some wood to make a fire, while I hunted for a rabbit for us to eat. With magic however, it was remarkably easy.
Three hours later, we were full of the delicious rabbit stew. After casting a few protective charms, we snuggled together near the fire.
The next morning, we took off again. This time, the flight wasn't as long. A couple of hours later, we came upon the entrance to the road and changed back.
Minutes later, we entered the forest, heading in a southerly direction. We had seen in the Palantír, that the Brown Wizard, lived about an hour's journey south of the road.
We kept up our guard as we travelled however. This forest after all, is the most dangerous in Middle Earth. It wouldn't do to be caught unawares.
Fortunately, we didn't run into any trouble. As we entered a clearing, Draco glanced at me. I smiled slightly. He was no doubt horrified by the idea of living like Aiwendel or Rhadagast as he's known by men.
With Draco in the lead, he reached the door first and rapped sharply against the door. For a moment, we hear nothing.
Then rattling is heard inside the strange house. I say strange, because it vaguely reminds me of the Burrow and it's eccentricity.
A few moments later, the door opens and on old man garbed in shabby brown robes appears. Staff pointed at us. We don't react to that though.
He looks confused by us, but his guard does lower slightly. " Yes...? Who are you two? " His voice sounds wary.
I speak then. " I am Eladar and this is Tuilalcaron. We are wizards as well. We've actually come here for your help. "
He looks surprised by what I said. He does appear curious as to what we want however. We're invited inside.
As I enter, I look around. The place looks very cluttered, filled with plants and bottles and some small animals scurrying around.
We're invited to the kitchen table, where it seems he was in the middle of serving himself tea. He offers and we accept.
Silence rings at first, as we enjoy our tea. It's surprisingly pleasant. Soon however, Draco cuts to the chase.
" You are Aiwendel the Brown Wizard correct? " As he receives a nod, he continues " we've come to investigate the goings on at Dol Guldur. We'd like you to come with us please. "
He looks surprised again. " Dol Guldur. That foul place. Many of these terrible giant spiders spawn near that place. "
" A sickness festers in the southern part of this forest as well. I've tried holding it back, but the magic is very dark and subtle. "
" I myself have avoided going to the old fortress but perhaps I should have gone before. No matter. Yes, I'll go with you. Three wizards should be sufficient to take on whatever evil lies there. "
" It is around midday now however. I think it's best if we set off tomorrow morning instead. What say you? "
We agreed. We spent the rest of the day speaking of our respective works. We told him of the new ents and of the expansion of Fangorn Forest that was now in motion.
He was astonished. He told us, that after Dol Guldur was seen to, he'd very much like to join us on the return journey. He wished to help with the ents efforts.
After long discussions, all three of us retired. Tomorrow was a long day after all. With Draco snuggled in my arms, I fell asleep.
The next morning, we woke up bright and early. Upon finding out that we brought no horses, Rhadagast was dismayed. He surprised us with his solution though.
He cupped his hands to his mouth and make a strange neighing/barking sound. I saw Draco raise a brow.
We soon saw the purpose of it though, as three elk entered the clearing. " These are my friends. They shall carry us towards the fortress. "
I shrugged at Draco. We mounted the elk and then were off. The ride was surprisingly comfortable.
The elk moved swiftly and with surety. No horse could have navigated forest paths as easily. It was no surprise therefore, that a few hours later, we left the cover of the trees and saw it.
The place looked large. In fact, I'd say it was as large as Hogwarts was. It looked like it too. In the aftermath of the final battle.
That is to say, partially ruinous. Many of the walls and towers still stood, but much of the structure appeared ruined.
Appeared being the key word. Even from where we were, I could feel the malignant touch of dark magic.
The three of us exchanged looks and then we dismounted. The elk remained where they were but they looked uneasy.
I drew my sword and took the lead. Rhadagast brought up the rear. That's when we started walking across the bridge.
I felt eyes on us, but I couldn't see anything amiss. My grip on my staff tightened.
After about five minutes of walking across the bridge, I entered the fortress proper. It was fortunate that it was still morning.
Despite the fact that the sun is shining fully on most of the forest, above the tower, clouds cover out most of the light.
I raised my staff, then tapped it against the ground, casting a number of revealing spells. Aparecium. Finite Incantatum. Appare Vestigium. Revelio.
Draco and Rhadagast seemed to have the same idea. I could hear them muttering spells. I looked downwards though, to see the effects of my Appare Vestigium spell.
It was a tracking spell that revealed any recent movement in the place. I saw many boot prints. As well as imprints of eight legs.
The other two must have finished casting because suddenly, the air shimmered slightly and more of the fortress was revealed.
A number of things went through my mind, but the two most pressing was that firstly, the fortress isn't as ruinous as it appeared from outside.
Secondly, there were dozens of spiders watching us. My staff swung out. Arania Exumai. Light flashed and the nearest spider died.
That's when things began in earnest. The three of us quickly started killing them off though. After a few minutes, they were all dead.
We traded looks and then wandered deeper into the fortress. I felt something different though. That feeling of watchfulness was absent.
My spells revealed to me that here was dark magic present when we entered, but now, most of it was gone.
We found orcs and goblins and wargs here as we wandered around. Not many, perhaps two hundred all told. We killed them all.
It was then, that we decided to split up, to cover more ground. While both of them decided to head down, I chose to head up.
As I headed towards the partially collapsed tower in the middle of the fortress, I only encountered two more spiders.
I frowned as I entered the base of the tower. The dark magic I felt is strongest here. With a murmured Lumos, my staff lights up and I ascend the stairs.
Once I reach the top, which is only four stories tall, I stop. There's a half ruined balcony here. I head towards it.
Looking out over the fortress, I frown. Whatever dark presence was here, has fled. I should be happy, but a foreboding feeling settled within me.
This trip yielded no answers as to just what was going on here. I sigh. Well atleast Dol Guldur is under our control now.
Before I head down again, I look towards the clouds and raise my staff. Meteolojinx Recanto I say. A bolt of light shoots from my staff into the clouds.
For a couple of seconds, nothing happens. Then slowly, the cloud cover starts to break and the sun starts showing through.
Within a minute, the full force of the sun is shining through and all the shadows in the fortress are chased away.
Closing my eyes, I think of Draco. I tap my staff against the floor and say Expecto Patronum. Prongs appears before me.
He understands what I want however. He swiftly glides down the stairs and around the fortress.
In his wake, the faint remaining feeling of malice dissapeared. I smile slightly. That's when I head back downstairs.
I meet up with the other two and they say they found nothing but more spiders. When Rhadagast says he's going to check on what can be done with the trees here, I remove my mirror.
Once he's gone, I say, Imladris. For a few moments there's nothing. Then Lindir appears. He looks slightly flustered. I ask to speak to Celeborn and Galadriel.
He bows his head slightly and goes to see if they are available. While I wait, my mind wanders. I can see Draco looking at something in the distance.
After a few minutes, the two aforementioned elves appear. I bow my head slightly. They nod. After exchanging pleasantries, I ask if they've made a choice.
It's Celeborn that speaks then. " Indeed we have Eladar. We agree with you, that Dol Guldur cannot we left unguarded. "
" It's for that reason, that we shall head there. We intend on tearing down the fortress and clearing the hill of Amon Lanc. "
" We shall depart Imladris with our son and retainers, as well as those who wish to come with us in a week's time. "
" We shall travel through Khazad-dûm and then through Lothlórien and hopefully be there in no more than six months. "
" I have no doubts about the difficulties we shall encounter with Amroth. Until then Eladar, be well. "
We said our goodbyes then and the image faded. I sighed in relief. I went to Draco then and held him from behind.
" They have agreed love. They will be here in about half a year. I think the least we could do, is clear this fortress for them. "
He laughed and turned around. " Come on you, let's go tell Rhadagast the good news and let's start working. "
He lead the way out of the fortress and towards the forest. I glanced back. Yes. This is just another step, towards building a better world.