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Chapter 2

I was looking back to the island, back to Númenor. It was nine ships sailing to Middle-earth, nine ships who are not coming back and I was on one of them. Isildur came behind me, touching my shoulder. Every time I looked at him I could still see his familiar face, but he had grown.

"We will be back" he said and a big wave from the ocean swallowed Númenor. The people on the ships wanted to turn but it was already too late. Númenor, the place they called home was under the ocean now.

I woke up sweating. I had dreamed my home will die, my home get swallowed by the sea.

"Why?" I asked, hoping for an answer from the God. God will never let that happen, I am sure it is nothing.

I cleaned myself, got a black dress on me and I walked out of the room. Isildur were leaning against the wall with two swords in his hand. What is he doing here?

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Sword training" he said and throws the two swords to me and I catch them.

"I need breakfast" I said. Then Isildur throw a green apple. "That is all? I thought you said you were a gentleman" I said.

He smiled. "Don't worry, there are more where we are going." Then where are we going? I followed him out and I saw two horses waiting for them. Two men hold their reins. One was black and one was white.

"I cannot ride" I admit to Isildur.

"I know" he said and took the reins of the horses. I pet the white one.

"Why do you want to kill me?" I asked.

"You sort of know how to fight and then you need how to ride. Soon you will fight on the horseback. This is Lethra; She will be your horse now" Isildur said. Lethra? "But first you need to know her. Brush her, feel her soft spot, feel her muscles." I pet her, she had muscles for sure. The man took the reins of Isildur's horse and Isildur came behind me. "Let us get you up."

I looked at him, a bit afraid. I have never touched a horse before and have always been afraid of them. "Don't be afraid" Isildur said.

"I am not… Yet" I said and he laughed. "Don't laugh!" Isildur helped me up on the horse, I had one leg on each side of Lethra.

"Lethra will feel if you are scared. You are safe with her if you trust her. Trust her Izirea" Isildur said.

We rode north, over the grasslands and into the big old forest.

"You are riding good" Isildur said when we slowed down, he said it almost proud.

"Stop being so proud, I would have learned it anyway." He looked at me. "I can read you as an open book Isildur" I said and rode faster.

He came after and shouts: "Hey! Don't ride so fast." When we rode more in the forest Lethra jumped over a bended tree. I turned around to see where Isildur went, but he wasn't there.

"Isildur?" I yelled after him. I looked around, I've never been here before. I rode back to see where I saw him last time and he wasn't there either. "Isildur?" I called out again. I dismounted my horse and tied her to a tree.

There was something behind the trees. Even I had great eyes like elves I couldn't see it. With my sense I sensed something I don't know. It wasn't Isildur for sure, because he smelled like horse. A hand took over my mouth and I tried to scream. It dragged me down, holding around my waist. Isildur showed himself and he had his finger in front of his mouth, told me to be quiet. He pulled up his sword carefully and sneaked up on what was there. I was a bit scared, got to say that.

"What are you doing?" I asked and dragged him down.

"Stay here; do not get out in sight. It is orcs" Isildur said and sneaked up and start killing Orcs. I heard sword clinging and Orcs went down on ground. I've heard of Orcs being in Middle-earth, but not here. I heard a roar behind me and an Orc stood there as I turned around. I grabbed the blade of the sword to the Orc as it was going to stab it in me. It hurt and I saw blood coming down in my hand. I dragged the Orc down and kicked him in the stomach and stood up fast. I pulled my sword and was ready to stab it in the Orc, but it rolled around making me miss. He kicked me in the back making me be on all four. I looked around and felt something go in my stomach, I looked down. It was a knife that the Orc had, but it was something blue on the blade. I wanted to scream, but my throat was soar. I didn't feel anything as I fell down and then it started to burn. I screamed of pain.

"Izirea!" I heard Isildur shout after me. I saw he went in rage mode and killed every Orc around him. The Orc that stabbed me looked down on me and hold his knife forth. I saw he got a sword in his back and Isildur showed up, pushing the dead Orc on the ground.

Isildur came to my side, he had a worried look. He was worried of me. "I am so sorry. I shouldn't have brought you so far out" he said, ripping a piece of his shirt and pushed it in my wound. It burned and I wanted to scream. I saw he was starting to fade from me.

"It burns" I said. I wanted to close my eyes and hopefully it will go away. "Where did they come from?" I asked.

"Try not to talk, but look at me… Look at me Izirea." I did. "You will be alright, I will take you back" he said.

"It was something on the knife…" I said and tried to reach for the knife. It burned when I took my wounded hand out. Isildur grabbed the knife and looked at the blue blade. He carried me up in his arms and walked to Lethra. He took me on Lethra horseback, he then called for his.

"Hold on the reins" Isildur said to me. I did. I saw the blood, it was a lot. Isildur's horse rode away, I couldn't see where and then Isildur jumped up behind me. Holding around me, I could feel his warm but for some reason I felt cold. "Stay awake!" He said, I did. Well tried, it was hard to do.

The world faded away from me, it was getting black. "Stay awake!" I heard Isildur said couple of time. Every time I heard his voice I felt my mind waken more up.

"Let it go away" I said soar. Isildur carried me and I felt he gave me to someone else.

"Give her to me" Isildur said and I was back in his arms again. I felt once again his warm. Isildur ran somewhere and lifted me to a bed. It wasn't my bed, I think we was in the healers house.

"What happened?" An older woman asked. I heard Isildur's voice but I couldn't hear what he said.

"Go to your father and tell him what happened. I'll take care of her" the older woman said.

"I am not leaving her" Isildur said. Does he care about me? Everything faded away and my eyes went black.

Third's POV

Anàrion was sitting near Izirea's bed, she was sleeping and the healers had just gone after hours of work. Isildur was standing in the doorstep.

"How is she?" Isildur asked. Anàrion got surprised seeing him.

"She is… Hanging out. The healers said if she is not getting any better… She will not last the night" Anàrion answered with a sad voice. Anàrion and Izirea did hate each other, but for Anàrion Izirea was like a family.

"How are you?" Isildur asked.

"Me? It is weird seeing her like this, so weak. She has always been a strong girl, even when she was little. Though we did miss ten years of her life, but still." Isildur didn't say anything. "What is wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing" Isildur said looking at him.

"You are looking at her… like if you care about her" Anàrion said.

"Of course I care about her Anàrion."

"Not in that way, like you two have something. Some feelings involved."

"There are no feelings between us" Isildur said with a fake smile.

"Yeah right…" Anàrion stood up and walked to him, touching his shoulder. "She will be alright and it is late. Don't stay up to late and worry."

Isildur sat down on the bed next to Izirea, taking her hand. "I am sorry, I should have been more carefully" he said.

Anàrion checked in to Izirea the day after, to see how she was. She looked better and in the corner of the room sat Isildur sleeping. One of the healers came in to the room.

"How is she?" Anàrion asked.

"She is strong, but not strong enough. I have been praying to our God the whole night. When I come in to check on for some hours ago she was better. I thought God listen to me, but few hours later she was the same again. It goes up and down" the healer said.

"Have Isildur left this room?" Anàrion asked looking at her brother.

"No, he have been sleeping here since yesterday" the healer said.

Isildur saw Izirea open her eyes. "Izirea?" He said but she closed it immediately.

"How is she?" Lord Elendil asked when he got into the room. Isildur stood up.

"She has been like this for two days, what do you think? She hasn't got any better" Isildur said in a bad mood.

"She will be fine again, she is strong" Elendil said.

"What if she doesn't get any better?"

"She is in God's hands now and she will be better. Do not say anything else" Elendil said.