I woke up to someone gently shoving my shoulder. I opened my eyes, but closed them soon after due to the sunlight streaming through the window. It took me a few seconds to recover from that, but I shielded my eyes with my hand the second time, before I opened them again to see who was shaking me.

Aristrana stood there, wearing a posh dress and circlet on her head. "M'lady, it's 7am, and a bath has been drawn for you." She whispered, as if it was some desperate secret that only I should hear. I sat up, and quietly yawned, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Thank you, Aristrana." I replied, as I climbed out of the covers and stood up.

"I also brought you up something to eat before you depart; everyone else in the Fellowship is eating in their rooms also." She added, indicating to the tray with toast and fruit on it, that was sitting on the bedside table. Aristrana nodded in politeness, to excuse herself and left the room.

I walked over to the chair where I left the clothes I would wear today, picked them up and then took them to the bathroom where sure enough, there was a drawn bath waiting for me. I shut the door and quickly undressed, un-platted my hair and sank into the warm water.

I knew that this bath would be the last proper wash I would be getting for a while, so I spent a good hour scrubbing my skin raw, and washing my hair as best as I could.

As the water lost all of its heat, I jumped out of the bath, dried off, dressed in my traveling outfit and headed back into the bedroom holding my dirty clothes in my arms.

I dropped the dirty clothes where I always leave the laundry and I noticed that there was a coat and a hand written note on the newly-made bed. The note read:

The Fellowship is to leave Rivendell at 11am. Please be waiting in the courtyard before the front gates before that time.
Aristrana
P.S. This white coat is for you. The fabrics are light, but very warm, and there are also hidden daggers up the sleeves that are retractable

I folded the note, and placed it back on the bed before picking up the coat and trying it on. It fit me perfectly; the material showing my figure in the right places. And it was so warm, like Aristrana said, and lightweight too.

What else did she say? 'Daggers up the sleeves?' That's so cool! I pulled the sleeve away from my arm a little, and sure enough, there was a blade there, held in place by a tiny latch. I undid the latch but nothing happened. I dropped my arms to the floor in disappointment, and I felt the dagger drop with the gravity too, just barely missing my thumb.

I held up my forearm vertically, expecting the dagger to retract, but on closer inspection, I saw that it had been locked in place by the latch. "Handy." I thought to myself, as I unlatched the dagger and it shot back into the sleeve. Letting go of the latch locked the dagger back into place.

I smiled, knowing that the daggers hidden in the sleeves must be there for a reason. I took off the jacket, and placed it back onto the bed beside the note, and I walked over to the bedside table, and ate some of the breakfast that was on the tray.

After eating all the fruit, I stood again and picked up the jacket, rolling it up (like you would roll up a carpet.) I then walked over to my bag and because there was no room inside, I had to fasten it to the outside with the large straps. I then picked up the bag, and walked over to the bed, jumped on it, where I sat for a while, cross-legged and eating toast while I braided my hair.

I was there for about two hours before I got bored, and wanted to find out what everyone else was doing. I hopped off the bed, walked over to the chair, picked up my cloak, weapons and bag before leaving the room, slinging the bag over my shoulder as I left.

I headed left, and eventually walked into the courtyard where we need to meet. Two people were already there. Sam was tending to Bill the pony, who was covered with bags and equipment, while Ron was just pacing. I walked over, and neither did anything to notice that I was there until I put my bag onto bill's back, on what must the last place for me actually place something.

Ron stopped pacing and looked at me, as I slung my quiver and bow over my shoulder, and attached my sword (and its scabbard) to my belt. I looked at the ginger moron, and saw that his mouth was almost touching the floor.

"Close your mouth, Ronald, or you'll end up eating the dirt." I commented, smirking. He just muttered 'shut up' and continued pacing, his mouth now closed. I looked over to Sam, who seemed to be thinking hard. "Are you alright?" I asked him, and his head shot up in my direction. He had a quick panicked expression on his face but it soon changed to a relaxed one.

"I'm fine." He replied dismissively, sounding tired.

"You sound really tired." I comment. "Did you get any sleep last night?" I ask, curious.

"Only around eight hours, which isn't enough for a Hobbit." He states.

I open my mouth to reply, but when I realize that I can't think of anything to say, I close it and turn around to look at the building as three more people are walking over. I snap my gaze over to them, and see Boromir, Legolas and Gandalf walking over. They are deep in conversation, so I leave them alone. Soon, Merry and Pippin join us, accompanied by Gimli (who I noticed would look nowhere near where Legolas was standing) and eventually, Frodo arrived, with Ranger-boy being last and arriving to meet us around ten minutes before we had to leave.

I was deep in conversation with Merry and Pippin about pranks, in which they entertained me by telling stories about their favourite pranks (and I said about some of mine) when Elrond came walking into the clearing, flanked by several Elves dressed smartly, one of them I recognised as Arwen, that Elf who managed to save Frodo after he got stabbed. She kept staring at Aragorn as if she was stopping herself running over to him and begging him not to go, or something.

We all went silent, and looked at Elrond as he began speaking. "The ring bearer is setting out on a quest for Mount Doom." He stated to the silence, and we all listened. "And you who travel with him, no oath nor bond is laid to go further than you will. Hold to your purpose, and may the blessings of Elves..." He looked at Legolas. "...and men..." H glanced at Boromir and Ron, "...and all free folk, go with you." He finished, and we all said thanks in our own way. Legolas and Ranger-boy bowed their heads, with an arm on their chest, and most of the rest of us just bowed our heads.

"The Fellowship awaits the Ring bearer." Gandalf announced, and we all looked to where Frodo was standing. He seemed to realise what was going on, and turned around and walked out of the gates of Rivendell. We all followed, nobody speaking, until Frodo quietly whispered to Gandalf (which I could hear clearly) "Mordor, Gandalf; is it left or right?" I smirked to myself, and stared at my feet, to hide my smile. He really does need our help, huh?

Gandalf didn't hesitate for a second, before whispering "Left" and I had to stop myself giggling aloud.