Hey guys, this is super short but I am having writers block. I hate not updating regularly though so I thought I'd give ya a little something. This chapter mirrors what's going on in my head haha. Keep voting! Keep reviewing. Review responses at the end of the chapter!
The caves were dank, they reminded her of the mines. When it had come time to decided where Missy should go she had volunteered to go with the women and children, she hadn't even tried to put on a tough front. Eowyn had wanted to fight and it was obvious she resented the girl who could be out there but chose not to. Missy had other things on her mind though, things that didn't involve fighting. She was probably never going to get back to her own world; that was something she just had to accept. In order to lead a happy life in Middle Earth she would have to stay with her boys, she couldn't imagine not having them around but after the events of that day she didn't really know how she could pick one or if they even wanted her.
"You look troubled dear, you didn't look half this trouble on the way here." She glanced up to see a woman in her mid thirties smiling down on her.
"Oh, well, I'm having men problems." She said and the lady sat down beside her, three more came and joined the circle as well. They all looked to be in their late twenties to mid thirties, and all looked scared though they were doing their best to hide it.
"Maybe we can help, and even if we can not at least it will take our minds off of things for a time." One of the women said. Missy gave them an uneasy smile and asked their names only to find she had forgotten them after the next one had given theirs.
"Well there are these two… no actually there are three guys. They all treat me very differently but my feelings for all of them are kinda the same." The women shared a look before gesturing for her to go on.
"One of them is great, he is like my best friend. I can depend on him for anything really, and I don't think I would have gotten through half of this trip if it wasn't for him." She paused with a smile, her thoughts on Aragorn and how it felt when they kissed at the river. She had known in that instant that kissing him was right, and if she was to be with Aragorn she would never be unhappy.
"The next one is so mean. He argues with me all the time, puts me down, but then he suddenly has these moments where I can just tell that he wants to say something nice but he holds back. He always holds back and I don't know why. This rivalry between us just builds and builds until I'm sure he is going to kill me and then he kisses me." Two of the girls giggled, as if they were teenagers, but no one spoke.
"I was sure I hated him but kissing him was like… floating." She touched her lips as she shifted her thoughts to Legolas. She had never wanted to pummel someone as much as she did the elf but when he had kissed her it was like the energy just shifted. Rage became passion so easily, as if it had just been hiding behind the rage waiting to come out. If she were to be with Legolas she knew that the passion was worth every fight they might have.
"What about the third one?" She glanced at the chubby red headed woman before her grin blossomed.
"He saved my life. The moment our eyes met it was like an instant connection. I would walk through fire for him and I know he would do the same for me and we barley spent a day with one another. He is the kind of man I've dreamt about my whole life." How could she not want Eomer? She had been bewitched by him within seconds, and he felt the same way about her, she was sure of it. He listened to her and respected her wishes, he didn't try to push her into following his ideas the way Legolas and Aragorn did.
"But who do I chose? To be honest I don't even really know if any of them want me." The girls all laughed at her and she looked at them confused.
"Of course they want you. How could they not? You're an angel miss." She tried her best to smile but it didn't reach her eyes. These women didn't know the evil that was lurking inside her head. For all Missy knew she would fall prey to Aerona and be the vessel of the dark queen. She would be no angel, but a devil instead.
"I think you should take the man who angers you. My husband and I hardly see straight on anything but I can tell of fifteen years of a strong marriage that no amount of fighting could make me regret." The red head said with a glint in her eye.
"No! Go with the one who saved your life. If you had an instant connection then it's meant to be, the soul doesn't play games miss!" A small little blonde said and Missy almost nodded before a sandy haired woman scoffed.
"You both are daft. My husband is my best friend. Passion can die and dreams can be woke from but a friendship can never be broken." Missy sighed and tried her best smirk.
"I think I'm more confused than before." Before another word could be spoken a horn could be heard from above them. It was not an orc horn, no this one had a familiar ring to it. She had heard this horn before but where? When it clicked in her brain she couldn't stop the hope that jumped through her chest.
"What is it?" Eowyn asked, making her sudden presence beside Missy known.
"It's help."
Lintered: I don't think Aragorn was thinking of Arwen! But it will get more interesting I promise
Bluelibelluel13: Im glad the Legolas part came across! I was worried yall might think it was left field. I'm glad I can still surprise you!
LadyAiredonelle: I do like to think they care about her honor but right now I'm thinking they are just as confused as she is. Glad you like it
Astiza: Everyone suddenly loves Legolas! Thanks for the review, please keep 'em coming
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Anwen: Haha I thought everyone would hate the BAMF line and im happy I was wrong!
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