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Lessien was speechless. 'An eagle?'
"Gandalf!" she screamed trying to hear herself over the wind, but he didn't show signs of having heard her.
This was just too confusing. One moment she was hanging from a tower, convincing herself that she was going to dye at the hands of an evil wizard and the next she was flying in an eagle with a wizard she never talked to. It was driving her crazy.
"Gandalf!" she tried again but with no answer. 'Fine then'. Lessien stood up and tried to walk in the eagle's back. She stopped when the eagle turn right and she almost fall. Apparently that was enough to get Gandalf's attention.
"Sit down Lessien" he said angry.
And so she did. A couple of minutes later Lessien was no longer trying to get Gandalf's attention has he ride the eagle. She was to mesmerized by the viewings. Up from there she could see almost the entire Middle-Earth. It was amazing. Felling the wind in her deep brown hair, being able to scream, to extend her arms and just stand there with no worries. Finally she was free.
'Where are we going?' she thought once she was getting bored of watching the views. She looked at Gandalf. He was in a bad state, blood dripping from his clothes and bruises all over his face. Then Lessien permitted herself to look down again and what she saw made her heart beat fast.
Gandalf noticed this and looked at the young woman that he saved. Warming filled his heart upon gazing her face.
"Welcome, Lady Lessien, Daughter of Elrond. To Rivendell."
'Rivendell. My home.'
The eagle stopped in front of the big city. Lessien helped Gandalf to climb out and then the eagle flew away.
They started walking towards the city slowly. Lessien thought it was because Gandalf was weak but secretly he wanted to giver her time to see everything.
When they reached the gates, the guard made them stop until he saw that it was Gandalf who wanted to enter.
"Mithrandir. Welcome back to-" the guard upon seeing the wizard's face stopped talking and volunteered to be of assistance.
"Oh no need my friend" Gandalf said with a playful smile. "This young maiden here will help me, is good for this youth to help the older ones." and then he blinked his eye.
Lessien however had no interest in this conversation, she was to busy with the fact that she was seeing another elf.
'A real elf. Someone like me'. Then she remembered that she was still helping Gandalf.
"Where to Gandalf?" she asked.
"To the Last Homely House. The House of your Father. Right Lessien, go to the right."
'Father. Family'. She was going to meet her family. Who thought she was dead.
'Oh this is going to be quite the reunion'.
The Last Homely House was simply, for the lack of better words... Beautiful. Just from gazing at it from the outside Lessien could see that it was a peaceful place where the order of things was just fine. The total opposite of Isengard.
When they reach the enter, an elf, a beautiful elf, ran to them. She was tall, with blue eyes and a very dark hair that fell along her back gently and gracefully.
"Mithrandir! Yallume! What happened?" Lessien knew what she had said in Elvish because Saruman had teach her. She also knew dwarf language and unfortunately she knew orc language as well.
"Nothing to worry about my Lady Arwen just go get me your father." Gandalf said as the pain stroke him again.
Arwen was just about to turn around when she noticed Lessien.
"Amin sinta lle?" she asked, her eyes never leaving Lessien.
"Nay. I don't think so." she said looking at the woman with surprise.
Arwen nodded but kept looking at her while going trough the hallways.
Lessien and Gandalf waited just two minutes before Lord Elrond appeared.
'Father. Will you recognize me?'
He came to them and looked at Gandalf. He started inspected his wounds with concentration that could clearly be seen in his eyes.
"Nothing that can't be solved in a matter of a minute or two." and then Lord Elrond smiled which made Lessien craving to give him a hug but she restrained herself. 'He probably will not recognize me.'
"Come Gandalf, to my office." His landed on her.
"And who this young lady might be?"
"She, Master Elrond has quite an history that can be talked after I'm fully healed."
"Very well. Arwen, take this lady to a room and sent a bath to be prepared and some clothes."
"Yes Ada. Khila amin." Arwen said to Lessien smiling.
They walked trough many hallways and although Arwen had a quick pace, Lessien stood only little behind giving herself time to look trough which window and every door on her path.
Arwen stopped when she entered one room and made sign for Lessien to enter too.
"This will be your room, for as long as you stay with us. I will ordered a bath and a nice dress. Rest. You look very tired."
"Diola lle" Lessien said with a small bow.
"Lle creoso" Arwen said with a smile and left the room.
Lessien didn't know what to do. To jump with joy, to sleep, to look at the views over the window. She was a mix of feelings about to explode.
'It is better to stand still until the bath arrives.' and that was what she did.
She didn't took a bath like that in many years. When Saruman locked her, he just gave her a wet sponge every week. Being in a full bath with water and essences was very relaxing.
The dress the maids had put out for her was simple, comfortable yet beautiful and by the time she was ready, for the first time in her life she felt like an elf. A true elf.
She was lying in bed, curling her hair and thinking about her family when Arwen entered the room.
"I am sorry to disturb you but my Father wishes your presence."
"Of course."
Arwen waited for her to leave the bed and then led her to Elrond's office.
She knocked the door very gently.
"Enter." said a voice from inside.
"Father, the lady you wished is where."
"Thank you Arwen. You may leave."
Arwen left Lessien inside the office, where Elrond stood behind a desk and Gandalf, who appeared to be now fully healed, standing on his right side.
Gandalf was looking at her with his look and that made her very uncomfortable.
"Now young lady, Gandalf here, tells me you have quite the tale to tell but he didn't want to tell the full story. He said it was more appropriated for you to speak."
"Well yes... it's a very long story."
"Then why don't we start from the beginning " Elrond put his elbows in the desk and supported his head with his hands. "What is your name child?"
At this Gandalf straightened up in his chair and looked at Lessien very serious.
"My name is Lessien."
Elrond's posture changed completely. His hands dropped in his lap and he looked at her not wating to believe.
"My daughter?".
Elvish translations:
Yallume - At last.
Amin sinta lle? - Do I know you?
Khila amin - Follow me.
Diola lle - Thank you.
Lle creoso - You're welcome.
I konw I said I wouldn't update anything in 3 or 4 days but there was too many ideas in my head to wait for 3 days. I'm hopeless I know. Anyway, what do you think? Review please. Just a thought should I start putting the translation after the sentence? Give me ideas :)
