Movie-verse. A drabble.
Chapter 2: Farewell at the Stable
5am. The stable door swings silently open and a voice speaks behind me. Adar.
"Take care." His arms are folded into his robes. "I cannot lose another."
Adar embraces me and I know what he is thinking. The last time a woman of his household left Rivendell, she took the Ship into the West and nearly broke his heart.
"Come home," he whispers. "My daughter."
There comes a time when every little girl must turn from her father and towards the man she loves. For me, that day is today.
Asfaloth whickers; time runs short.
"I will, adar," I answer.