A/N: Alright, my friends, here we go. You will probably hate me, because this chapter is very long. Sorry for this, but I wanted to have the two reunions in one chapter.
Gracey Alexa Bonasera-Thank you for reviewing, I'm glad you liked it. I'm sure you will like Sunglee a lot :)
Disclaimer: Alas, I don't own LOTR.
Arwen was riding with lightning speed, the wind howling in her ears. Both her horse and she were gasping for air, but there was no time to lose. The road was very dangerous.
In front of her a short man, only child in someone's eyes, was sitting, with eyes closed, breathing heavily. A chain was hanging around his neck-the chain with the fate of Middle Earth, the One Ring. Arwen tried not to think about what would happen if Frodo would give in to the terrible wound that tortured him. It would mean the end.
Think positive, Arwen. You must reach Imladris before it is too late.
She was riding the whole night, not wanting to waste time with resting. Now it was morning and soon she would cross the river. Then Frodo would be safe, for her father's borders would protect him.
The Rivendell princess recalled her meeting with Frodo the previous night. She had found him suffering, his friends, three Hobbits called Sam, Merry and Pippin not knowing what to do to help him. It was a blessing from Valar that Aragorn was with them and had given Frodo Athelas herbs. She still remembered how she had felt when she saw him for the first time in so many years. She had imagined their reunion differently, without the agony to save an innocent person with such a heavy burden.
" 'There are five Wraiths behind you', she warned Aragorn while he was placing Frodo on her horse. 'Where the other four are, I do not know'
'Dartho guin perian. Rych le ad tolthathon', answered Aragorn, not wanting to put her in danger.
Arwen looked at him, at the face she knew so well since she was a child.
'Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im. Frodo fir. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon. I do not fear them', she said intensively. While they were arguing, the wraiths were coming nearer. Aragorn sighed, probably thinking the same.
'Be iest lin' "
And her predictions had come true. A few minutes before she had reached the forest that surrounded the river, eight Wraiths had appeared and were chasing her on their scary, black horses. She could not see their faces, for they were wearing long, black cloaks with hoods. But, if she trusted her father's tales, she did not want to see their faces. Arwen remembered how she used to 'threaten' her sister when they were young, that the Wraiths would take her if she was not a good girl. Now she regretted for her words, having experienced their cruelty.
And then something happened that made Arwen's heart almost stop. One of the Wraiths stretched his hand. He was so close to her, that he could almost reach Frodo…and his chain.
'Noro lim, Asfaloth!' said Arwen desperately to her horse.
The horse speeded up and she could no longer see the scenery around her, so fast was she riding. Not that it was necessary to look around her, because she knew that the river was very near. Indeed, only seconds later she had crossed the water. The horses of the Wraiths were neighing in fear, feeling that these waters were borders of forces of good nature.
'Give up the Halfling, she-elf', said one.
His voice was deep and Arwen thought that it was coming right from the depths of Mordor. But she would not give up. With a quick move she drew her sword.
'If you want him, come and claim him!' she replied angrily.
At her words and despite the fear the river was causing them, the Wraiths drew their swords as well and started galloping towards her. But this was Arwen's land and she knew magic they could not imagine. She closed her eyes and mumbled the spell she had learned when she took her first sword in her hand.
'Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer…Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer…Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!'
The water level started to rise and suddenly a huge wave came from upriver. The Wraith horses became nervous and turned to flee, but white horses appeared in the wave, flooded them and took them away. Arwen sighed with relief, only to realize at once, that Frodo had become very weak. She lied him on the ground and hugged him, begging for him to stay alive.
'Frodo! Frodo, do not give in, not now! What grace has given me, let it pass to him. Let him be spared'
Hours later, Aragorn, Merry, Sam and Pippin arrived at Rivendell. An elven maiden was in the courtyard to welcome them. The three Hobbits, although upset and worried for Frodo, gasped in astonishment, for she was the most beautiful creature they had ever seen. First they thought it was the elf who had come and taken Frodo, but when Aragorn bowed, he greeted her with a different name.
'Sunglee'
'Mae govannen, Aragorn', said the maiden, with a tone of worry in her voice. 'Was your journey safe?'
'Yes, do not be afraid. How is Frodo?'
'My father cured him. Now he is sleeping', she said and the Hobbits smiled with relief. The woman turned towards them and her smile grew wider in an attempt to comfort them.
'Sunglee, may I present Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took? They are Frodo's companions from the Shire. My friends, this is Lady Sunglee Anorwen, sister of Arwen, who took Frodo, and daughter of Lord Elrond'
Sam, Merry and Pippin bowed deeply to show their respect and their gratitude. Sam, who was Frodo's closest friend, thought he had duty to speak.
'My lady, from the depths of my heart, I want to thank you for saving Frodo and allowing us to stay here, in Rivendell, about the beauty of which I have heard so many stories'
'You are most welcome here, Samwise Gamgee. Frodo's friends are our friends as well. I wish you will have a pleasant staying here. Rowena, my maid, will show you to your rooms. You must be very tired from your journey and your hardships'
The following morning soon came in Rivendell and Sunglee was in her room, combing her hair. Her eyes had become light grey again, the fear was for the moment lost. Her father had given her the news that Frodo had awaken a few minutes ago and she was very relieved.
The sun was shining, the singing of the birds was filling the air, the nature was prospering. There was the feeling of perfection all around, but a sudden energy did not let the young princess rest, which was why she had woken up so early in the morning. Her father was discrete and had not asked questions, but she could not avoid her sister's sly gaze. She knew Sunglee was waiting for someone.
At that moment, the galloping of many horses was heard from outside. The she-elf ran to her window to look better. She did not pay attention to most messengers, she had enough time to do that since she would be present at the council tomorrow. Her eyes focused on a certain white horse and its rider. With her elf eyes she could see the tall figure with the long, blond hair. With a joyful yell she grabbed her dark green dress, so that it would not prevent her, and ran out of the room, almost knocking down Rowena. In other occasions she would excuse herself properly, but today she mumbled only a quick excuse and continued running. Only before reaching the corridor that was leading outside she stopped and took deep breaths to calm down. Her happiness was not important at the moment, for she was still a princess and she should behave with dignity, not like a little girl.
When she reached the courtyard the person she was waiting for had dismounted and was looking with awe around. He was an elf 3000 years old, reflecting his eternal youth and health. Around his shoulder, like always, hang a quiver with a well-made bow and arrows with golden feathers. Sunglee almost had the impression that they would go to the archery field to practice, just like when they did when they were younger.
'Legolas!' she exclaimed. 'Welcome to Imladris'
Legolas looked at her and his eyes widened. Of course he had recognized his old friend Sunglee, whom he had taught archery when she was little and whom he had not seen for five years. It was not that she had changed so much, but it was her beauty that caused his surprise. Her black hair was shining in the sun, her light grey eyes were sparkling and her cheeks had a shade of light pink. She was really beautiful.
'Sunglee!' he said with the same happiness in his voice and hugged her tightly, enjoying the sense of her silky hair and her arms around him. Despite the years that had passed, there was not a single moment he was not thinking about her.
After a few minutes they pulled away, eager to learn each other's news.
'How do you do? How is King Thranduil?' asked the princess with concern.
'He is very well, thank you, and sends his greetings to you and your family. He is much calmer now, because we no longer have problems in the forest'
'I am so happy to hear that. And I am so happy to see you too. I have missed you all these years'
Legolas smiled hearing this and his heart started beating faster, like always when he was with her. To cover his anxiousness he nodded towards the castle and offered her his arm. Sunglee put her hand around it and they walked through the place Legolas loved since he was a child.
'My father awaits you in his library. I am sure he wants to tell you everything that has occurred'
'Yes, I have heard that the One Ring is here. And about the council tomorrow'
'I will also be present' Sunglee told him. 'Ada invited me, because he knows how much I am interested. But he forbid me to interfere with any way'
Legolas laughed. Sunglee's will for adventure, for travelling around, for fighting for her beliefs, was a characteristic she had since he could remember her. This was also the reason why he felt so addicted to her. She was a born fighter, but she was gentle and sweet with her family and her friends.
But the news about the Ring was an obstacle he had not imagined. He was willing to fight for his homeland himself, which meant that he would take part in any quest would be decided tomorrow. He did not doubt that Lord Elrond had forbidden Sunglee to interfere from fear for her safety, but the idea to be apart from her only days after he had met her again was an unpleasant thought and a shadow passed over his beautiful face.
They reached Lord Elrond's personal library. Having regained his composure, Legolas bowed towards her.
'I will see you later, I presume, my lady'
'I am looking forward to it' she said with a curtsey and her gaze following him as he entered her father's library.
Elvish words/phrases used:
Dartho guin perian. Rych le ad tolthathon- Stay with the Hobbits. I will send horses back for you.
Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im- I am the faster rider. I will take him.
Frodo fir. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon- Frodo is dying. If I can get across the river, the power of my people will protect him.
Be iest lin- As you wish.
Noro lim, Asfaloth!- Ride faster, Asfaloth!
Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer…Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer…Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!- Waters of the Misty Mountains, listen to the great word! Flow waters of Loudwater against the Ringwraiths!
Mae govannen- Welcome
A/N: Ok, mellon nins, the end to another chapter has come. Tomorrow evening you will have the next one. We now know about the two sisters, but what about the two men? ;) I hope you enjoyed the chapter and, like always, I am open to every opinion.