"Solatiri, are you alright?" Boromir asked as they walked in the dark of Moria.

"Yes, I'm fine", she answered. "Thank you."

"Quietly now", Gandalf said leading the way. "It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed."

Solatiri wrapped her fingers around Boromir's hand as the group dwelled deeper into the mines. She looked down to see deep caverns that seemed to last forever.

"Solatiri", Boromir whispered. "Be careful."

She nodded as she held onto his arm.

"I'm not afraid."

He smiled as he kissed the top of her head. They watched as Gandalf stopped at one of the stone walls and lightly touched the sliver material in it.

"The wealth of Moria was not in gold, or jewels, but mithril."

Gandalf pointed his staff down, lighting up the cavern beneath them. Everyone leaned forward to see that the cavern indeed seem to go on forever. Solatiri wondered how greedy were the Dwarves that they dug this deep?

"Bilbo had a shirt of mithril rings that Thorin gave him", Gandalf said.

"Oh that was a kingly gift", Gimli said.

"Yes. I never told him, but its worth was greater than the value of the Shire."

"I do not understand", Solatiri said. "What exactly is mithril?"

"It is a valuable thing", Gimli said. "Bilbo's gift was light as a feather and as hard as dragon scales."

She nodded saying nothing more. Boromir wrapped his fingers around her hand as he walked ahead of her.

"Keep up."

Solatiri nodded but stopped as they began to climb tall, steep stairs.

"Is that the only way up?" she asked.

"It appears so", Boromir said as he started to climb.

Solatiri sighed as she began to climb. She looked down behind her to see the Hobbits struggling to climb the stairs.

"Be careful, little ones", she said.

She turned to see Boromir climbing the stairs with ease. Solatiri sighed in frustration wondering how he was in shape to do this. He looked down to see her beginning pant and sweat. Boromir reached up and took her hand, helping her up.

"Stay close to me", he said.

Solatiri smiled as she stepped closer to him. Her short-lived happiness was disrupted as she heard the sound of one of the Hobbits slipping.

"Pippin!"

She quickly turned and grabbed Pippin's hand and pulled him up.

"Careful."

Pippin smiled as he continued to hold her hand. Solatiri smiled before gently pulling her hand back.

"Pippin, I will need my hand back if we are to continue this journey", she said gently patting his shoulder.

Solatiri took Boromir's hand as they continued their way through the mines. Gandalf stopped as they came to an area where there were three separate paths. Gandalf looked at each of the paths, his face filled with uncertainty.

"I have no memory of this place."

"Oh dear", Solatiri said. "What do we do now?"

"Nothing", Aragorn said as he started to build a fire. "But wait until Gandalf remembers to correct path."

Everyone sat close to the fire trying to remain as quiet as they could. Boromir held Solatiri in his arms as they watched the flames dance in the darkness.

"Are we lost?" Pippin whispered.

"No", Merry whispered back.

"I think we are lost."

"Shh. Gandalf's thinking."

"Merry."

"What?"

"I'm hungry."

"Those poor little Hobbits", Solatiri said. "They act like bottomless pits."

"It's the way Hobbits live", Boromir said. "It's their nature."

She sighed as she tucked her head in the crook of Boromir's neck. He wrapped his cloak around her as she began to feel drowsy.

"Boromir, my love…"

"Yes?"

"Thank you", she yawned. "Thank you for saving my life."

Boromir smiled as she fell asleep in his arms. He kissed her forehead as he looked around the mines making sure the area was safe.