Ivy stood on the bank of the river, with Legolas on her left and Frodo on her right. She was dressed in her tunic and leggings yet again. A dress was not suitable for a journey of this size. There were elves moving elegantly around, getting their boats ready and stocking their packs with lembas bread. Ivy shifted her weight from one foot to the other as they waited for Galadriel to arrive. She was anxious to get moving. The plants voices were growing insistent. There was something moving on the opposite bank. An evil that would eventually cross and they would meet.
"What is it?" asked Legolas.
Ivy shook her head, as she saw Galadriel appear on the river's edge.
Galadriel spoke to them about their journey, most of which Ivy did not hear for the voices raging in her head. Galadriel presented each of them with a gift. To Frodo, she gave the Light of Elendil. To Sam, she gave a box of earth from her own garden. To Legolas, she gave a new bow and 20 arrows, and to them all she gifted cloaks that camouflaged to hide them from their enemy. She saved Ivy for last.
"This is for you child. I apologize it is not much, but your gift I have already given you"
Galadriel extended her hand and dropped a perfect lily in her outstretched hand. The small flower immediately began to excitedly speak, it was hand chosen by the lady of light herself, the lily was saying. Ivy thanked Galadriel and she tucked the flower behind her ear.
They all clambered into the boats and pushed off from the banks of the river. Ivy sat silently in a boat with Boromir, Pippin and Merry. She could feel Boromir's lusty gaze dwelling on the round of her hips. She shifted uncomfortably and started an uncomfortable chat with Pippin. She saw Legolas scanning the trees around them. She heard the trees on the eastern shore moaning into the breeze with distress, evil was running through their midst. She turned at Aragorn's call.
"My brothers, the kings of old, long have I held in my heart a desire to see them"
They sailed through the massive stone carvings and Ivy shivered as they blocked out the sun for a moment. They sailed along until the sun had dipped low in the sky. Aragorn finally decided that it was enough for one day and they would continue on in the morning. Boromir was offering to carry her to land to stop her from getting wet. Ivy could not politely decline and under Legolas scorning watch she was scooped up and carried to shore. Boromir felt his manhood swelling with their intimate closeness, the earthy scent that clung to her and the gentle swell of her ample bosoms.
When Ivy was released and her pack passed to her she began foraging in it for food. She was ravenously hungry. She found that the elves had given them ample amounts of lembas bread. Ivy was interrupted in her thoughts by Legolas' voice.
"Lembas bread," Legolas said, gesturing to the leaf wrapped wafer in his hand, "One small bite is enough to fill the stomach of a full grown man. You will only need a little"
Ivy took a small bite and found that she was suddenly full. She smiled at Legolas and re-wrapped her lembas bread and placed it in her pack. She did not know that this would be the last time she would see Legolas for many months.
"We are going to need some wood" Aragorn called out to the group.
"I'll go" Ivy said, desperate to stretch her legs and to help some plants along the way.
Ivy made her way through the trees as quick as she could try to find wood before darkness fell. She wasn't very far in when the plants began whispering of a dangerous man approaching.
"Who?" Ivy asked, but they would not say.
She heard the snap of a twig behind her. Ivy spun on her heel. Boromir was standing a few paces away watching her.
"What are you doing here?" Ivy asked nervously.
"I came to help you with the wood. A maiden of your size cannot surely carry so much wood." Boromir said as he stepped closer.
"Very well" Ivy said, as she turned back to the gathering of the wood.
All of a sudden Boromir's hands were on her, spinning her around so she was facing him. Ivy struggled against him, but he held her wrists firmly in his grasp. When she saw she could not get away, she opened her mouth to scream, but Boromir covered it with his own. Ivy bit down hard on his lip.
"We can make this easy or hard" Boromir said, panting at the force it was taking to keep her still.
"You've chosen the hard way", he said as he pushed her against a tree.
Back at the camp, Aragorn was waiting for Ivy to return. The hobbits were beginning to shiver from the cold.
"I will go and see what is keeping Ivy," Aragorn said as he stood up.
"I will go" said Legolas.
"No!" said Aragorn, as he picked up his sword and sheathed it. He was worried of what he might find and he knew if Legolas were to see that, all hell would break loose.
Boromir shoved down Ivy's trousers and loosened his own. He grasped at her breast roughly.
"You'll not get away this time" he grunted.
Ivy screamed inside her head and the nearby plants started thrashing. She felt his swollen member rub against her skin and suddenly he was jabbing, fumbling for her entrance. Ivy closed her eyes and prayed silently that someone, anyone would rescue her.
Boromir was ripped off of her before he could penetrate her. She pulled up her trousers and ran. She did not know where she was going but blindly she ran on, leaving Boromir to his fate. She stopped some yards away to see who her rescuer was, and saw that it was not Legolas as she had imagined, but Aragorn. He must have known something was amiss and knew that Legolas would be uncontrollable should he have seen what had just happened. Ivy composed herself. She tidied her hair and straightened her clothes. She did not want Legolas to know what had occurred this eve as she knew of his reaction. She prayed that neither Aragorn, nor Boromir would speak of it.
There was a shout in the distance as Ivy walked toward camp and Merry and Pippin came flying past her.
"What? What is it?" Ivy called as she chased after them.
Suddenly, she was scooped up, her head smacked into a hard object and she knew no more.
To Our Readers: And so ends In Her Own Hands! Not to worry, Look out for In Her Own Hands: The Two Towers, for more Ivy action. Sorry this is such a short chapter, but as the story revolves around Ivy more so than the others we felt it wasn't necessary to add in the fight with the orcs and Boromir being sent out to sea (so to speak). We thank you all for your kind reviews and hope you will continue reading in the next installment. :)