Thank you to the reviewers! Please suggest names for the pony! I always found Bill to be a boring name...
The bar was quiet when Eluneth entered, the only remaining man was a drunk peasant, passed out on the floor. Suddenly the elf heard an angry voice behind her, it was Aragorn, he was infuriated.
"Did you kill him?" roared the ranger, he looked into the eyes of the elleth, and she didn't flinch.
"Yes, now bring those hobbits, the wraiths are coming," Eluneth seemed completely unconcerned about her recent murder and was focused on leaving the village, she had not the time for this.
"You just killed a man, you MURDERED someone," Aragorn looked prepared to stab her with the menacing blade at his side.
"It was defence, he tried to kill me, twice, get the hobbits," hissed the she elf.
"You don't feel slightly saddened?" the man was red with anger his hands were shaking.
Eluneth's face turned to stone, she screamed to the future king,
"I have seen worse, the battles you have endured were nothing compared to that day, I promised myself that day. I swore to myself that I would never help man, yet here I am,"
The elleth was ready to burst into tears, her face no longer masking her emotions.
At that moment a hobbit descended the stairs, he was mortified, frying pan at the ready to defend Aragorn.
"Don't you touch him miss elf lady!" the hobbit squeaked, he was terrified.
"Calm yourself Sam, if she wanted me dead I would be so," The ranger looked at Eluneth, then fixated on the brave little figure, trembling at the base of the stairs.
"Pack your bags, we leave at midnight," ordered Aragorn.
Nodding, the hobbit ran as fast as he could up the stairs, frying pan in hand.
"I have a pony, I left him tied behind the inn with Bedan, I do not trust these people with them,"
Eluneth whispered, she knew not how well the hearing of these hobbits was, she had sensitive information that was not meant for their ears.
"Why, there is one at every pub north of Imladris" The ranger did not understand her reasoning.
"I trust the stable boy, but not the residents of the area," before Eluneth could elaborate, four hobbits appeared in the stairwell.
"Load your baggage onto the pony," ordered the elf, "It is no longer safe here,"
This chapter was a bit short, however I hope it was interesting! be sure to suggest names for the pack pony, because, well... Bill is a lame name, remind me to use that for a title one day, I would love to write a scene of the hobbits fighting over pony names! Have a great day!