Hey guys!! Thanks for your reveiws!! Sorry about the grammer mistakes. I have decided that Legolas comes
in this chapter. Sorry it took so long.
R&R
Luv Sam.
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It was night-time, four days after they had last seen Frodo, when they arrived in Rivendell. Lord Elrond,
Arwen, the twins and a bunch of other elves were there to greet them. Among them was Gandalf, who had
heard from Arwen, about Mirra's presence with Aragorn and the Hobbits. He was curious about the girl and
how she had come to be with the Hobbits.
* * *
"This is your room, My Lady." Said Krista, a servent in the house of Rivendell, showing Mirra to a large guest
room, filled with a large bed, dressing table and wardrobe.
"Thankyou, it's lovely." She replied, admiring the purple drapes.
"Sleep well, you must be tired, My Lady. Tommorrow after breakfast, Lord Elrond wishes to speak to you
in his study." Krista explained.
"Again, thankyou. What is your name?" Asked Mirra, turning towards the maid.
"Krista, My Lady." She replied.
"Krista, my name is Mirra." Mirra told her. "Don't call me lady, i'm not higher then you are, we are equal."
Krista smiled. "Then I won't." She said and made her exit.
Mirra smiled and walked into her given room, liking it instantly. She stopped by a mirror and studied
herself. She didn't look different, but she sure felt it. She opened her mouth, expecting to see the evil braces,
glinting back at her, but she saw only her teeth, which were straighter as if she had gotten the braces off.
This had to be a dream, she thought and pinched herself.
"Ow!" She yelped.
It was real, she really was in Rivendell. Her face burst into a gigantic grin, she had never been happier.
* * *
Once Mirra made it to the dining hall the next day, she caught sight of the three Hobbits, all looking gloomy,
and headed over to them.
"By the looks on your faces, I take it that Frodo, has not woken up yet." She said.
"No, he hasn't." Replied Sam, head down.
"Will you come with us to see him today, Mirra?" Asked Pippin, looking up at her.
"I would like to, but I can't, I have a meeting with Lord Elrond this morning." She told him. "But
hopefully, when my meeting has finished, I will be able to visit."
Mirra sat down beside Pippin and proceeded to eat her porridge (assuming that they had porridge in Middle
Earth).
Once Mirra was finished, she bade the Hobbits goodbye and left in search of Elrond's study.
* * *
Half an hour later, Mirra was incredibly lost. Sighing she sat down on a bench, looking at her feet.
"Hello, you are Mirra, aren't you, are you lost?" Asked a female voice. Mirra looked up to see Arwen starring
down at her.
"I am." Replied Mirra. "I'm trying to get to Lord Elrond's study."
"I am Arwen, Lord Elrond is my father." Arwen told her, holding out a hand to help Mirra up. "I'm sorry we
weren't properly introduced, when I met you with Aragorn and the Hobbits."
"Frodo needed you more at the time." Mirra explained as Arwen lead the way towards her father's study.
"Yes." Arwen replied.
Shortly after, Arwen stopped in front of two large grey oak doors.
"Here you are, Mirra, I hope to see you around soon." She said.
"Thankyou, I'm very glad I met you." Mirra replied, beaming at her.
"Your welcome" Arwen replied, smiling back.
After Arwen left, Mirra turned to the large doors and knocked.
"Come in." Said a voice from inside.
Mirra opened a door and stepped inside. Elrond sat at his desk and standing next to him was Gandalf, who
she was oddly suprised to see.
"Welcome, Lady Mirra, I am Lord Elrond and this is Gandalf the Grey." Said Elrond, gesturing to Gandalf.
"Gandalf and I were curious as to how you came to be with the Hobbits and Aragorn."
"We believe you are who you say you are, but we do not understand how you came to be in the company,
of the Hobbits." Gandalf explained.
Mirra felt like a little kid again, getting in trouble from her parents and before she could stop herself, she
blurted everything to Elrond and Gandalf that she had told Aragorn back on Weathertop. Just like Aragorn,
they were silent, but she saw their eyes widen when she explained her dream. When she had finished, Mirra
sat down in a chair beside her and waited.
"Well, I must admit I was certainly unready for such an explanation." Said Gandalf, finally.
"You don't believe me, do you?" Mirra asked.
"We do, Mirra, we have been waiting for your return for a long time" Replied Elrond.
"Pardon?"
"You don't know the story, do you Mirra?" Elrond asked her.
"What story?" Mirra asked, totally confused.
"About your Mother and Father." Gandalf told her.
"All I know is what I was told in my dream." She replied.
"Then I think it's time you were told." Said Elrond, looking right at her and Gandalf placed himself in a chair
beside Mirra's.
"Three thousand years ago, not long before
the war for the Ring of power, Princess Arania
fell in love with a young man. Margilo was a
mortal man, and it took them four years to
convince Arania's parents, Lord Celeborn and
Lady Galadriel of Lothlorien, to approve of their
marrige. The wedding was grand and
men and elves from all over Middle Earth
travelled for days to attend.
Three years later Princess Mirra was born.
On the aniversary of Mirra's birth, Margilo
kidnapped Queen Arania and Princess
Mirra, taking them to Mordor where he revealed
that he was not Margilo but the sorceror Marith,
who had been in the league with Sauron for many
years, for he was also immortal. He explained to
Arania about the prophercy of a girl who would
bring the downfall of Middle Earth, a valued
servent of Sauron. Enraged by her betrayal,
Arania attacked Marith, but he overpowered her
and killed her. With the last whisp of power and
energy Arania had left, she sent Mirra to be reborn
into your world. Ever since that day Marith has
been in Mordor, searching for a spell to bring
you back. Since you are here, I think he finally found it."
Mirra's mouth fell open, literally. For a moment no one spoke, then Gandalf broke the silence.
"I think it would be best to inform Aragorn of this, since he too knows of your dreams." He said.
Mirra nodded. Still not able to believe it.
"Oh my God." She said finally. "I didn't realise that my life was so important. So, then that makes me a half-
elf, half-sorceress?"
"Yes. It's important that you don't come in contact with Marith, who knows what would happen if
he found out your true identity." Elrond explained.
Mirra nodded again. "I think I need to lie down." She said, feeling queasy.
"I'll escort you back to your room." Said Gandalf.
* * *
Mirra spent the next two days by Frodo's side with Sam, waiting for him to wake up. Finally, on the third day
of waiting Frodo began to stirr. Mirra, who had fallen asleep in a chair the night before, rushed out to find
Sam.
"Where am I?" asked Frodo, sitting up in his bed.
"You are in the house of Elrond, and it's 10 '0 clock in the morning, on October the 24th, if you want to
know." Replied Gandalf, now occupying the chair Mirra had been asleep in.
"Gandalf!" Cried Frodo.
"Yes, I'm here. You're lucky to be here too, a few more hours and you would have been beyond our aid.
But you had some strength in you, my dear Hobbit." Gandalf told him, taking a puff of his pipe.
"What happened, Gandalf? Why didn't you meet us?" Frodo asked the wizard, confusion and worry written
across his face.
"Oh I'm sorry, Frodo. I was delayed." Gandalf replied, casually and seemed to be thinking.
"Gandalf? What is it?" Frodo asked, noticing the wizards change in mood.
"Nothing, Frodo." He replied.
"Frodo!!!" Cried Sam, who practically flew onto the bed and gave Frodo a tight hug.
"We're so glad your awake!" Said Mirra, hugging him also.
"I can't breathe!!" Laughed Frodo, Mirra and Sam released him.
"Sam and Mirra have hardly left your side." Gandalf explained to Frodo, with a smile.
"We were that worried about you, weren't we, Mr. Gandalf." Said Sam, Gandalf nodded.
"By the skills of Lord Elrond, you are beginning to mend." He said.
"Welcome to Rivendell, Frodo Baggins." Said Elrond, from the doorway.
Mirra couldn't stop smiling, her failure didn't change anything.
* * *
That night, Lord Elrond held a huge feast in honour of Frodo's awakening. Almost everyone in Rivendell
attended.
Mirra sat at, what she referred to as the "Royal table", between Aragorn and Elrohir. (She had met the
twins during the day.)
She spent most of the time conversing with Aragorn, mostly about his childhood. Interestingly, he had
quite a few humorus stories to tell, most of them included Elladan and Elrohir.
".....so there I was, in the middle of Rivendell, wearing only my underwear." Said Aragorn, finishing a story
where Elladan and Elrohir had stolen his clothes.
Mirra started to laugh, but it ceased when she felt eyes on the back of her neck. She shifted her gaze to see
who it was. A blonde elf, with clear blue eyes was staring at her, but he looked away when Mirra looked at
him.
"Aragorn, who is that?" She asked. (A/N: just so everyone knows, it goes along the movie lines, but they
are the charactors are from the books. eg. Legolas is not Orlando Bloom, sorry to disapoint you.)
Aragorn looked over her shoulder to see who she was talking about. "That is Legolas, son of Thranduil,
King of Mirkwood, which was once known as Greenwood." He told her.
Mirra's mouth fell open. This Legolas was even hotter then the Orlando Bloom-Legolas, if that was even
possible. "Can I tell you a secret, Aragorn?" She asked.
"Anything." He replied, curious, she had told him all about her meeting with Elrond and Gandalf, days ago.
"When I was younger and I watched the movies, moving pictures, of Lord of the Rings, this guy named
Orlando Bloom played Legolas. I really fancied Legolas alot back then." Mirra explained, blushing a deep
shade of red.
Aragorn chuckled and Mirra gave him the evils. "Well, I don't really blame you, Legolas once told me that
he had to leave Mirkwood for a while because a girl was following him everywhere."
At this Mirra laughed.
"Mirra fancies Legolas?" Asked Elrohir, eyebrows rasied.
"No, I used to." She replied, blushing a deeper shade of red.
"Don't be ashamed, your secrets safe with us." Elladan told her, sitting beside his brother.
Before Mirra could answer, the twins got up and raced out of the dining hall.
"Oh, no." She groaned.
Aragorn laughed.
* * * * * * *
Well, there you go. Legolas is finally in there. In the next chapter Darren comes in and Mirra actually talks
to Legolas. Happy reading.
R&R.
Luv Sam.
in this chapter. Sorry it took so long.
R&R
Luv Sam.
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It was night-time, four days after they had last seen Frodo, when they arrived in Rivendell. Lord Elrond,
Arwen, the twins and a bunch of other elves were there to greet them. Among them was Gandalf, who had
heard from Arwen, about Mirra's presence with Aragorn and the Hobbits. He was curious about the girl and
how she had come to be with the Hobbits.
* * *
"This is your room, My Lady." Said Krista, a servent in the house of Rivendell, showing Mirra to a large guest
room, filled with a large bed, dressing table and wardrobe.
"Thankyou, it's lovely." She replied, admiring the purple drapes.
"Sleep well, you must be tired, My Lady. Tommorrow after breakfast, Lord Elrond wishes to speak to you
in his study." Krista explained.
"Again, thankyou. What is your name?" Asked Mirra, turning towards the maid.
"Krista, My Lady." She replied.
"Krista, my name is Mirra." Mirra told her. "Don't call me lady, i'm not higher then you are, we are equal."
Krista smiled. "Then I won't." She said and made her exit.
Mirra smiled and walked into her given room, liking it instantly. She stopped by a mirror and studied
herself. She didn't look different, but she sure felt it. She opened her mouth, expecting to see the evil braces,
glinting back at her, but she saw only her teeth, which were straighter as if she had gotten the braces off.
This had to be a dream, she thought and pinched herself.
"Ow!" She yelped.
It was real, she really was in Rivendell. Her face burst into a gigantic grin, she had never been happier.
* * *
Once Mirra made it to the dining hall the next day, she caught sight of the three Hobbits, all looking gloomy,
and headed over to them.
"By the looks on your faces, I take it that Frodo, has not woken up yet." She said.
"No, he hasn't." Replied Sam, head down.
"Will you come with us to see him today, Mirra?" Asked Pippin, looking up at her.
"I would like to, but I can't, I have a meeting with Lord Elrond this morning." She told him. "But
hopefully, when my meeting has finished, I will be able to visit."
Mirra sat down beside Pippin and proceeded to eat her porridge (assuming that they had porridge in Middle
Earth).
Once Mirra was finished, she bade the Hobbits goodbye and left in search of Elrond's study.
* * *
Half an hour later, Mirra was incredibly lost. Sighing she sat down on a bench, looking at her feet.
"Hello, you are Mirra, aren't you, are you lost?" Asked a female voice. Mirra looked up to see Arwen starring
down at her.
"I am." Replied Mirra. "I'm trying to get to Lord Elrond's study."
"I am Arwen, Lord Elrond is my father." Arwen told her, holding out a hand to help Mirra up. "I'm sorry we
weren't properly introduced, when I met you with Aragorn and the Hobbits."
"Frodo needed you more at the time." Mirra explained as Arwen lead the way towards her father's study.
"Yes." Arwen replied.
Shortly after, Arwen stopped in front of two large grey oak doors.
"Here you are, Mirra, I hope to see you around soon." She said.
"Thankyou, I'm very glad I met you." Mirra replied, beaming at her.
"Your welcome" Arwen replied, smiling back.
After Arwen left, Mirra turned to the large doors and knocked.
"Come in." Said a voice from inside.
Mirra opened a door and stepped inside. Elrond sat at his desk and standing next to him was Gandalf, who
she was oddly suprised to see.
"Welcome, Lady Mirra, I am Lord Elrond and this is Gandalf the Grey." Said Elrond, gesturing to Gandalf.
"Gandalf and I were curious as to how you came to be with the Hobbits and Aragorn."
"We believe you are who you say you are, but we do not understand how you came to be in the company,
of the Hobbits." Gandalf explained.
Mirra felt like a little kid again, getting in trouble from her parents and before she could stop herself, she
blurted everything to Elrond and Gandalf that she had told Aragorn back on Weathertop. Just like Aragorn,
they were silent, but she saw their eyes widen when she explained her dream. When she had finished, Mirra
sat down in a chair beside her and waited.
"Well, I must admit I was certainly unready for such an explanation." Said Gandalf, finally.
"You don't believe me, do you?" Mirra asked.
"We do, Mirra, we have been waiting for your return for a long time" Replied Elrond.
"Pardon?"
"You don't know the story, do you Mirra?" Elrond asked her.
"What story?" Mirra asked, totally confused.
"About your Mother and Father." Gandalf told her.
"All I know is what I was told in my dream." She replied.
"Then I think it's time you were told." Said Elrond, looking right at her and Gandalf placed himself in a chair
beside Mirra's.
"Three thousand years ago, not long before
the war for the Ring of power, Princess Arania
fell in love with a young man. Margilo was a
mortal man, and it took them four years to
convince Arania's parents, Lord Celeborn and
Lady Galadriel of Lothlorien, to approve of their
marrige. The wedding was grand and
men and elves from all over Middle Earth
travelled for days to attend.
Three years later Princess Mirra was born.
On the aniversary of Mirra's birth, Margilo
kidnapped Queen Arania and Princess
Mirra, taking them to Mordor where he revealed
that he was not Margilo but the sorceror Marith,
who had been in the league with Sauron for many
years, for he was also immortal. He explained to
Arania about the prophercy of a girl who would
bring the downfall of Middle Earth, a valued
servent of Sauron. Enraged by her betrayal,
Arania attacked Marith, but he overpowered her
and killed her. With the last whisp of power and
energy Arania had left, she sent Mirra to be reborn
into your world. Ever since that day Marith has
been in Mordor, searching for a spell to bring
you back. Since you are here, I think he finally found it."
Mirra's mouth fell open, literally. For a moment no one spoke, then Gandalf broke the silence.
"I think it would be best to inform Aragorn of this, since he too knows of your dreams." He said.
Mirra nodded. Still not able to believe it.
"Oh my God." She said finally. "I didn't realise that my life was so important. So, then that makes me a half-
elf, half-sorceress?"
"Yes. It's important that you don't come in contact with Marith, who knows what would happen if
he found out your true identity." Elrond explained.
Mirra nodded again. "I think I need to lie down." She said, feeling queasy.
"I'll escort you back to your room." Said Gandalf.
* * *
Mirra spent the next two days by Frodo's side with Sam, waiting for him to wake up. Finally, on the third day
of waiting Frodo began to stirr. Mirra, who had fallen asleep in a chair the night before, rushed out to find
Sam.
"Where am I?" asked Frodo, sitting up in his bed.
"You are in the house of Elrond, and it's 10 '0 clock in the morning, on October the 24th, if you want to
know." Replied Gandalf, now occupying the chair Mirra had been asleep in.
"Gandalf!" Cried Frodo.
"Yes, I'm here. You're lucky to be here too, a few more hours and you would have been beyond our aid.
But you had some strength in you, my dear Hobbit." Gandalf told him, taking a puff of his pipe.
"What happened, Gandalf? Why didn't you meet us?" Frodo asked the wizard, confusion and worry written
across his face.
"Oh I'm sorry, Frodo. I was delayed." Gandalf replied, casually and seemed to be thinking.
"Gandalf? What is it?" Frodo asked, noticing the wizards change in mood.
"Nothing, Frodo." He replied.
"Frodo!!!" Cried Sam, who practically flew onto the bed and gave Frodo a tight hug.
"We're so glad your awake!" Said Mirra, hugging him also.
"I can't breathe!!" Laughed Frodo, Mirra and Sam released him.
"Sam and Mirra have hardly left your side." Gandalf explained to Frodo, with a smile.
"We were that worried about you, weren't we, Mr. Gandalf." Said Sam, Gandalf nodded.
"By the skills of Lord Elrond, you are beginning to mend." He said.
"Welcome to Rivendell, Frodo Baggins." Said Elrond, from the doorway.
Mirra couldn't stop smiling, her failure didn't change anything.
* * *
That night, Lord Elrond held a huge feast in honour of Frodo's awakening. Almost everyone in Rivendell
attended.
Mirra sat at, what she referred to as the "Royal table", between Aragorn and Elrohir. (She had met the
twins during the day.)
She spent most of the time conversing with Aragorn, mostly about his childhood. Interestingly, he had
quite a few humorus stories to tell, most of them included Elladan and Elrohir.
".....so there I was, in the middle of Rivendell, wearing only my underwear." Said Aragorn, finishing a story
where Elladan and Elrohir had stolen his clothes.
Mirra started to laugh, but it ceased when she felt eyes on the back of her neck. She shifted her gaze to see
who it was. A blonde elf, with clear blue eyes was staring at her, but he looked away when Mirra looked at
him.
"Aragorn, who is that?" She asked. (A/N: just so everyone knows, it goes along the movie lines, but they
are the charactors are from the books. eg. Legolas is not Orlando Bloom, sorry to disapoint you.)
Aragorn looked over her shoulder to see who she was talking about. "That is Legolas, son of Thranduil,
King of Mirkwood, which was once known as Greenwood." He told her.
Mirra's mouth fell open. This Legolas was even hotter then the Orlando Bloom-Legolas, if that was even
possible. "Can I tell you a secret, Aragorn?" She asked.
"Anything." He replied, curious, she had told him all about her meeting with Elrond and Gandalf, days ago.
"When I was younger and I watched the movies, moving pictures, of Lord of the Rings, this guy named
Orlando Bloom played Legolas. I really fancied Legolas alot back then." Mirra explained, blushing a deep
shade of red.
Aragorn chuckled and Mirra gave him the evils. "Well, I don't really blame you, Legolas once told me that
he had to leave Mirkwood for a while because a girl was following him everywhere."
At this Mirra laughed.
"Mirra fancies Legolas?" Asked Elrohir, eyebrows rasied.
"No, I used to." She replied, blushing a deeper shade of red.
"Don't be ashamed, your secrets safe with us." Elladan told her, sitting beside his brother.
Before Mirra could answer, the twins got up and raced out of the dining hall.
"Oh, no." She groaned.
Aragorn laughed.
* * * * * * *
Well, there you go. Legolas is finally in there. In the next chapter Darren comes in and Mirra actually talks
to Legolas. Happy reading.
R&R.
Luv Sam.