The key for my story:

"talking"

/Thinking/

(something I have to say)

: notes written by characters:

'sarcasm'

Hey there people. This is mysticaldreamsorceress. Hope you enjoy the story and I'll try to update as often as I can.

Chapter 6

"My lady. I need to examine you." Elrond says trying to find out what was wrong with the young girl.

"No. I'm ill, but I'll be fine." Miria says knowing fully well she wouldn't.

"I'm a healer. I can help you." Elrond says trying to get the girl to calm down.

"Don't you have female ones?" Miria asks quietly not wanting this man to see any part of her that wasn't exposed. She wouldn't even let Strider do this.

"No. If I have to get more to restrain you I will." Elrond says threatening the girl. This was usually his last resort. He never actually had to think of doing this before.

Miria was trying her hardest to think of the best course of action. Finally her instincts told her she could deal with this. Her body also told her she needed help fast. So she let Elrond examine her.

Strider was calmly talking to the twins when he remembered about Miria. He quickly said goodbye to the hobbits and twins and went to look for her again. He searched for the rest of the day. But he never found her. ( Maybe that was because Elrond was examining her.)

Elrond had studied the girl. She had put up a fight when he told her to remove her shirt. Once she did he found the problem. There along her right side were four long gashes. He immediately became concerned when he saw they were infected.

"What happened?" Elrond asks looking at her wound.

"….." Miria didn't reply to that question. Elrond left the room, but soon entered with many herbs and such.

"Alright when did this happen?" Elrond asks trying to get the same answer another way.

"If I remember correctly it happened 11 days ago." Miria says looking at Elrond. He was mixing up some herbs together.

"Why didn't Strider heal you?" Elrond asks getting angry that Strider would neglect someone who asked for help.

"Because he doesn't know." Miria says, but cringed as Elrond applied the mixture.

It had taken several hours for Miria to get done. Elrond had given her a sleeping mixture to put her to sleep. He then went down to dinner.

Strider was at dinner. Miria wasn't there and he became worried. He saw Elrond enter and the meal was served. After dinner Elrond had come over to Strider and told him to meet him in his study.

Elrond was awaiting for Strider when he heard a knock at the door.

"Enter" Elrond says and looks up to see Strider enter.

"Why did you want to speak to me?" Strider questions looking at Elrond.

"Miria was ill. Why didn't you notice?" Elrond asks watching Strider sit in a chair.

"I'm sorry. I never thought she was ill." Strider says looking ashamed.

"She wasn't only ill. She was injured. What happened 11 days ago?" Elrond asks looking at Strider. He knew she was with him, but that was all he knew.

"11 days ago? That was about the time Frodo got stabbed by the wraiths. Why?" Strider asks looking at Elrond.

Elrond was more concerned now than he was before. He had only thought she got injured while they were traveling. Suddenly everything made sense. The four gashes came from one of the wraiths. But how did it happen? The only ones that might have an answer were the hobbits. Elrond had one of the guards down the hall bring the hobbits that came with Strider to his study. A few minutes later four hobbits entered Elrond's study along with Gandalf. Gandalf needed to know what exactly this was about.

"Sam. What happened while I was gone on weather top with Miria?" Strider asks looking at Sam.

"Well. The three of us lit a fire. Mr. Frodo put it out. Then the wraiths came. We all headed to the top. We meaning us and the lady. She hid behind a rock once we got their. She hid their till Mr. Frodo put on the ring. Then she came out and tried to get them away from him." Sam says but was interrupted by Pippin.

"Then the head one flung her aside into a rock wall. Then you came." Pippin finished.

"Flung her?" Asks Strider.

"Yep." Pippin replies.

"Ah. I see." Elrond says with conclusion in his voice.

"What?" Asks Strider worried. Elrond rarely said something like that and it always had to do with a problem.

"Miria was injured by the wraiths. I wonder though why she never complained of it." Elrond replies getting ready to go check on Miria.

"What do you mean?" Asks Strider looking between worried and confused. The hobbits had the same look.

"I have examined her and found she had four gashes on her side. I was wondering how they got their. Knowing now that they came from the wraiths I need to take a look at her injury again." Elrond says and leaves the study. Though everyone was following him to Miria's room.

They all got there and Miria was calmly sleeping. Elrond pulls the blankets down and lifts up her shirt to redo her bandages. Everyone else sees her whole mid section wrapped up. Over the next hour Elrond heals the wound as best he can. This wound was after all knew to him. He did what he could and everyone else left leaving Miria to recover.

The next day Miria was much better. She could barely feel any pain. She arrived at breakfast and was met by four worried hobbits. Now Miria still didn't trust them so she began to freak. She rushed over to Strider as soon as she saw him enter. The rest of the morning Strider had a Miria charm glued to his side.

Strider hated the fact that Miria still didn't trust anyone. By her not telling him her problem that meant she didn't fully trust him either. She was acting like a small child. She acted like he was her relative she only met a few times, but had to depend on him. After breakfast Miria went to the stables to see storm.

"I'd stay away from that one." a stable elf warned. She was petting storm.

"Why?" Marie asks confused. What had Storm done this time?

"He's a wild one. No one's been able to get close to him." He says watching her.

"Well your all strangers. He's mine by the way. His name's storm. I'm Miria." Miria introduces herself and storm.

"I see. It makes sense now. Nice to meet you my lady." He replies and heads over to a white mare.

"Wow. She's beautiful." Miria says coming over to the stall.

"I'd be careful lady. She's prince Legolas's." The stable hand says going over to another horse.

"Why should I be careful? He's just a prince. Wait. Prince?" Miria says then she catches what he said. They still had royalty here? Great.

"Yes lady. Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. He came with a company of four other elves." He replies. Miria soon left the stables needing some room. She hadn't worked out in a long time. Her body was telling her to get some action. She went looking for Strider hoping that he knew where she could get a balance course. At least that's what she called it. It was 7 rows of pillars getting longer and smaller as they went up. They also became more unstable. There were two in a row. (For those of you who know ninjitsu it's how they train for balance.)

Mysticaldreamsorceress: please review. I would like to know what you think. Should I continue? Should I quit? Do you have any suggestions? I'd like to know. Tell me if you want!