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When we got to the dinner hall, I stopped in front of the door. "What is it?" Eomer asked as he stopped next to me.
"I , I, uh. Well, I don't know anyone except you, Lord Elrond, and Arwen. I don't want to make a fool of myself."
"You won't. I promise." And Eomer meant it. I could tell from the look in his eyes." I will stay by your side the whole time"
"Ok. Thanks. That makes me feel a lot better."
"Ready Jackie?" Eomer asked.
"Yes." I was still shaking a little as we walked through the doors. I scammed the room. When my eyes got to Eomer, he was watching me. He pulled my chair out and motioned for me to sit. I sat, he pushed my chair in, and then he sat down next to me. I looked around the room again. I saw Arwen and Lord Elrond at one end of the table. Arwen was sitting on the other side of Eomer. There were about four more empty chairs.
"Who else is coming?"
Eomer thought and then replied, "Leglos, his father, and his wife." All of the sudden the door opened and everyone's head turned to the door.
"Hello. The others will be here shortly. Sorry for the wait."
"That is Leglos's father." Eomer said.
"Oh, okay, but then who is Leglos?"
Eomer began to describe him to me. "He has long blonde hair. He's an elf, from Mirkwood. He is an archer, with blue eyes. You will be able to spot him when he comes in."
"Okay. Is this very formal or do we stand up and greet him?" Eomer looked at me in a funny way.
"We usually wait until after dinner to discuss everything. I will introduce you to him before we eat."
The king seated himself next to Elrond and they chatted casually. Then Thanduil looked to the doorway. My eyes followed. Then, in walked who I presumed to be Leglos. But, he wasn't the one who caught my attention, it was the girl on his arm. My eyes widened as I stood up. "It cannot be." I whispered. She then looked at me and gasped. "It cannot be." I whispered again. Those familiar brown eyes looked back at me. She releases herself from Leglos's grip and walked a few steps forward as did I. Tears threatened my vision.
"Jackie." She whispered almost uncertainly.
"Sarah." I said. That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to her and she met me half way. We embraced fiercely, tears falling down both of our faces. We both fell to the floor on our knees. I looked up and grasped her face in my hands as she held me wrists. "You died." I said. "You died. How..." I couldn't get anything out.
"Jackie." she said. "I missed you so much. I never thought I'd see you again." I smiled slightly.
"I missed you so much but you died. How are you here. I berried you myself. I was there, it was my fault you... you died." I said.
"It's alright. It wasn't your fault. It was an accident. We will talk about this later. Right now, everyone's starring at us."
I laughed a little. "It is just so good to see you... to see you alive and well." I said as we both got up. The tears had stopped now, but my cheeks were still wet.
"I want you to meet someone." she said "I want you to meet my husband."
When we got to the dinner hall, I stopped in front of the door. "What is it?" Eomer asked as he stopped next to me.
"I , I, uh. Well, I don't know anyone except you, Lord Elrond, and Arwen. I don't want to make a fool of myself."
"You won't. I promise." And Eomer meant it. I could tell from the look in his eyes." I will stay by your side the whole time"
"Ok. Thanks. That makes me feel a lot better."
"Ready Jackie?" Eomer asked.
"Yes." I was still shaking a little as we walked through the doors. I scammed the room. When my eyes got to Eomer, he was watching me. He pulled my chair out and motioned for me to sit. I sat, he pushed my chair in, and then he sat down next to me. I looked around the room again. I saw Arwen and Lord Elrond at one end of the table. Arwen was sitting on the other side of Eomer. There were about four more empty chairs.
"Who else is coming?"
Eomer thought and then replied, "Leglos, his father, and his wife." All of the sudden the door opened and everyone's head turned to the door.
"Hello. The others will be here shortly. Sorry for the wait."
"That is Leglos's father." Eomer said.
"Oh, okay, but then who is Leglos?"
Eomer began to describe him to me. "He has long blonde hair. He's an elf, from Mirkwood. He is an archer, with blue eyes. You will be able to spot him when he comes in."
"Okay. Is this very formal or do we stand up and greet him?" Eomer looked at me in a funny way.
"We usually wait until after dinner to discuss everything. I will introduce you to him before we eat."
The king seated himself next to Elrond and they chatted casually. Then Thanduil looked to the doorway. My eyes followed. Then, in walked who I presumed to be Leglos. But, he wasn't the one who caught my attention, it was the girl on his arm. My eyes widened as I stood up. "It cannot be." I whispered. She then looked at me and gasped. "It cannot be." I whispered again. Those familiar brown eyes looked back at me. She releases herself from Leglos's grip and walked a few steps forward as did I. Tears threatened my vision.
"Jackie." She whispered almost uncertainly.
"Sarah." I said. That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to her and she met me half way. We embraced fiercely, tears falling down both of our faces. We both fell to the floor on our knees. I looked up and grasped her face in my hands as she held me wrists. "You died." I said. "You died. How..." I couldn't get anything out.
"Jackie." she said. "I missed you so much. I never thought I'd see you again." I smiled slightly.
"I missed you so much but you died. How are you here. I berried you myself. I was there, it was my fault you... you died." I said.
"It's alright. It wasn't your fault. It was an accident. We will talk about this later. Right now, everyone's starring at us."
I laughed a little. "It is just so good to see you... to see you alive and well." I said as we both got up. The tears had stopped now, but my cheeks were still wet.
"I want you to meet someone." she said "I want you to meet my husband."