A/N: It seems like there are some people who like this. Thank you to Nox (Guest) for the review. You wanted to know what will happen next, and here is a little bit more. I hope you and everyone else reading this story enjoy.
I wake up early in the morning and head to the medical wing. The same battle where the king became scarred so did I. I had been standing right next to him, and we were hit by the same dragon flame. However, I took the brunt of it. The flames scarred all the way down my right side. I get them checked when they begin to annoy me. Today, the muscles on my right side are sore. This happens when a storm is coming. It makes sense. It is raining outside, as far as I know. But, I do not think that is all hat is causing my pain. There is something else coming. The medic gave me something to dull the pain and sent me on my way. I make it to the throne room and am greeted by the king.
"Arradeth," He says. My name echoes through the vast, open, cavern. "Where have you been?" A slight twinge of concern could be heard in his words and seen in his expression. You see, I am usually in the throne room before the king. Usually I am the one to greet him, not the other way around.
"Just the infirmary." I assure him. His concern does not leave, so I clarify. "Just a war injury acting up again." He relaxes slightly as he stops pacing.
"Perhaps you should join Legolas on patrol today." He suggests as he walks up the stairs to his throne. "Movement can help ease the ache."
"I haven't gone on a patrol in ages." I answer as I watch him sit in his seat high above the floor I stand on. "I'd just slow them down." I smile at him.
"Nonsense." Calls the voice of the boy I taught to fight. My smile grows as I turn towards him. "In fact, you could teach some of the new recruits a thing or two." He jokes with me.
"It's decided, then." King Thranduil says. Legolas and I turn to him. "Arradeth will be on patrol duty today." Legolas and I bow our heads to the king and the ellon leads me to the rest of the patrol group. I am delighted to see Tauriel is with the group today. After Legolas was finished training with me, I taught the elleth. It was a great accomplishment of mine to have both of my students in the patrol guard.
"Miss Arradeth," she speaks to me. "Are you to join us today?" She asks hopefully.
"Yes, young one, my muscles ache to be used." I tell her. She smiles and I return it as we head out on forest patrol. For a long time the spiders have made their presence known in this wood. It has caused everything green to be murky. The once beautiful scenery is now depressing and dark.
Hours go by without a sign of the large arachnids. Suddenly we hear the screams of the creatures as we leap from tree to tree. We come closer and see a struggle between many dwarves and the giant spiders. My muscle aches worsens as I look upon the dwarves. Everyone is looking to me for what to do.
"Gwao hi. (Go now.)" I order as I point to the struggle below. They nod to me and begin to descend to the forest floor. I do the same, and once our feet hit the ground the spiders are gone for now. I feel they are only lying in wait. We circle the dwarves and aim our nocked arrows at them.
"Do not think I won't kill you dwarf." Legolas says to the leader. I would recognize him anywhere. The king will want to speak with him. "It would be my pleasure." We begin to close in on them when a voice sounds from behind me. Whoever it is, is yelling for help. The dwarves in front of us call out to him. I then notice that Tauriel is not with us. I look to see that she has gone to help the dwarf. She easily defeats the spiders after him and joins the rest of us.
"Search them." I order to everyone. The dwarves are searched and stripped of any weapons. I go to the blonde haired one. I take the daggers from inside his coat.
"You look familiar, have we met before?"
"Abb leib kannag mi toglot? (Have you seen me before?)" I ask in Dwarvish. All of the dwarves pause as they look at me with wide eyes. I turn to the ellon beside me. "Tiri nedh în hammad. (Look in his clothing.)" I say in Elvish, as I point at the blonde one. "Ho delio laew hathol. (He conceals many blades.) I smile and head to the leader of their group. If you are confused, yes I can speak in the dwarves language. Many years ago, we had a tenuous relationship with them. I figured if I learned to communicate with them, in their own tongue, they would trust us more. Well, at least trust me more.
"De KhuzdTunng dekhel. (The Dwarvish speaking elf.)" Thorin Oakenshield whispers in awe. "I have not seen you in years." So he does remember me.
"You are lucky I was with this troop. Surely they would have killed you, my friend." I say as I holster the blonde one's daggers on my belt.
"Any elf presence is unlucky to me. Even yours, Nosnainaal (with no path)." His face is hard and looks angry.
"You would be smart not to burn the bridge between us." I warn him as I walk to Legolas. "Gyrth in yngyl bain? (Are the spiders dead?)" I ask him. Tauriel is the one to answer as she comes up to where Legolas and I are standing.
"Ennorner gwanod in yngyl na nyryn. (Yes, but more will come.)" We both look at her quizzically. "Engain nar. (They're growing bolder.)" She clarifies. I look over to the blonde dwarf. Three or four additional blades are found by the ellon I put in charge of searching him. An ellon that had searched Thorin came over to the three of us and presented a sword. Legolas takes it and we take a closer look at the craftsmanship.
"Echannen i vegil hen vin Gondolin. Magannen nan Gelydh. (This is an ancient Elvish blade. Forged by my kin.) Legolas says as he continues to inspect it. "Where did you get this?" He asks Thorin.
"It was given to me." The dwarf answers. Legolas holds the tip of the blade to Thorin's throat.
"Not just a thief, but a liar as well." I search the dark eyes of the dwarf for any sign that he is lying.
"Perhaps they came by way of Rivendell." I suggest to the prince. "I would not put it past Lord Elrond to give away something such as this to aid another on their quest." He nods to me, and I turn to the patrol group. "Enwenno hain! (Take them!) I order. The dwarves are put into a line and are led back to the kingdom. King Thranduil will not like these visitors one bit. "Im amdir Thranduil mîn maer faer sír. (I hope Thranduil is in good spirits today.) I whisper to myself as I follow the rest of the group back to the kingdom's gates.
A/N: I'm sorry it's so short, but I have a lot of things going on right now. If anyone has any questions or comments please post a review. I love reading them. I hop you liked it. I am really liking this OC. Do you?