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"Unfortunately, a change of plans is in order!" An all too familiar voice called out. I turned along with my other mermaids and mermen to see Haldir standing there. A good number of wardens dressed in similar clothing at his sides. Haldir still looked the same Haldir I had witnessed six days ago, except he looked a bit more stoic and serious, if that was even possible. For a moment everyone was silent, staring at each other. "We have just received word from Lady Galadriel that the Fellowship of the Ring will arrive in the late afternoon. You are to let them pass safely, you may alert them of your presence, but make sure they refill their water skins. They should only rest for only an hour, then hurry into Lórien. The Orcs should arrive by evening. They are a large number, hide, make sure they do not see you. After they pass, you may attack from behind, we will have them pinned between the Nimrodel and the Mellyrn. You are not to leave a single one alive." Haldir ordered his silver eyes looking around, "Understood?"

"Mostly." I spoke loudly, moving closer to the shore, and raising myself to a slightly taller height. "Who is this, Fellowship of the Ring? We have not heard of it." I asked, a few murmurs of agreement behind me.

Haldir looked at me for a moment, a little surprised, but he quickly hid it with a mask of indifference. "The Fellowship of the Ring, is a group of nine walkers who have agreed to protect the One Ring, Sauron's Ring, from evil. They are bringing it to Mount Doom, where it will be destroyed. The Fellowship is made up of four hobbits, two humans, a wizard, an elf, and a dwarf." Haldir spoke the last group member with distaste. I resisted the urge to grin, dwarves and elves had a very long rivalry together. "Any other questions?" Haldir asked.

"Not at the moment." I replied, turning away, and with that the elves left.

Noon came very quickly, within a few hours. I brushed through my golden hair one last time, before I looked over at the plains before us, I could see figures moving, moving fast. From where I was I could only see eight figures, perhaps the ninth was dragging behind? I wondered as they came closer, they were obviously running. "The fellowship is coming!" I told my group, they were all quick to jump off of the rocks and watch from the crystal waters. I was the only one who was above the water, watching as they approached closer. Still, no ninth walker. Now I was a little worried, were the orcs on their tails? Four really small figures were the first to get to the Nimrodel. I watched with amusement, they had not noticed me yet. All four of the small creatures had short, curly hair. I immediately assumed they were hobbits. The first creature who made it to the Nimrodel shouted with joy. He quickly scooped water out of the Nimrodel and into his water skin. He took a small sip, and grinned. "The water here is much better than the water in Rivendell, Pippin!" The hobbit exclaimed. I chose that moment to make myself known. I rose forward from the water, I saw the Hobbit out of fear drop the water skin into the clear waters. I glanced at him, he stared at me, and I quickly dove under the water for the water skin. Snatching it, I went back to the surface, the hobbit taking a few steps back. Three other hobbits now at his side.

"What is it, Merry?" One asked, curiously staring at the said hobbit who had dropped his water skin and was staring at me. The other two hobbits stared at me.

"I believe this is yours." My voice came out almost musically like, I flashed him a smile when he blushed. I extended my hand to him, and he grabbed the water skin, "T-Thank you Miss-I mean..uh...Mermaid." The hobbit stuttered out.

"You are most welcome, young hobbit." I moved away from the shore as four other figures joined them.

"I can't believe it, I have not seen one of these in many years!" A rough voice exclaimed. I looked up for the owner of the voice, a human, of course. He had light brown hair and gray-blue eyes, his appearance reminded me of a ruffian in my eyes. I eyed him suspiciously.

"Of course you haven't, you have lost their trust!" Another voice stated. I looked to the left to see a tall man, dressed like a human, I had heard of him the other day, when we paused for a break. Some mermaids called him Strider, he had saved a mermaid trapped in a net a decade ago. He had blue eyes and dark brown hair.

"You are correct." I smiled, and nodded, "My name is Calaereth." I paused giving a hand signal, and my people joined me. "We are guarding the Nimrodel, how far are the orcs behind you?"

I finally noticed the elf in the group, with long, golden hair, and blue eyes. He turned his head, looked back and then back at me. "Only a few leagues, we have time to rest lightly, then we must move into Lothlórien." His voice was light, not as strong as Haldir's I noted to myself.

I nodded in understanding, "Very well, they are expecting you soon." With that the fellowship settled down for a break.

"How old are you?" A hobbit I came to know as Merry, asked me eagerly.

I raised an eyebrow, "Don't you know it is impolite to ask for a woman's age?" I asked.

"Oh! I'm sorry miss, I forgot you're a mermaid!" Merry quickly apologised.

I laughed, "I am jesting, Merry. I am almost two thousand years old." I stated, watching with interest as their eyes widened. Even the dwarf looked surprised. "Almost." I reminded them.

"At such an age, you are still beautiful, miss." A hobbit I knew as Sam, told me.

"Thank you." I laughed.

"Did the mermaids get a ring?" A hobbit suddenly asked, who I knew as Frodo, the ring bearer, asked me.

"No, we were highly suspicious of Sauron, so we refused to accept anything from him." I said, glancing around to see Aragorn, or Strider, talking to my brother. Strider was obviously telling him a story.

"Do you think we'll meet again?" Pippin asked.

I shrugged slightly, "Perhaps, I hope so. You are very delightful company."

"I hope so." Pippin grinned, "I would love to hear your stories."

I laughed, "Perhaps Pippin, maybe when this war is over."

After almost an hour of talking and jesting, the fellowship packed up, and left. As the sun began to set, I looked towards the plains, where black figures began to emerge, orcs. They were coming, and quickly. I could smell them already, that rotten smell. I grabbed my weapons, sharpened stones that were like arrows heads. I kept my daggers for close combat. Our first battle in Lothlórien was approaching, and I was slightly fearful.

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