Lord of the Rings - Hidden Blood

The One Ring has to be destroyed. And I, Vanya Halda Serke, daughter of Arathorn, travel with the fellowship of the ring. Gandalf the Grey, Aragon Isildurs heir, Legolas prince of the Woodland Realm, Gimli, son of my old friend Gloin and four little hobbits; Frodo the ringbearer and Sam, Pippin and Merry. Together we travel towards Mordor, where the ring can be destroyed. But it is not a safe journey, and danger awaits us...


11. Amin delothalle

“Come child. It is best that you rest for a while.”

Lord Elrond offered me, and helped me on my feet. Gandalf and Bildo stayed behind, while Lord Elrond walked me to my room.

“You are welcome to stay here. Gandalf and Bilbo are close friends of mine.”

Lord Elrond offered. I nodded, unable to speak at the moment. I wanted to thank him, but I did not have the strength to do it.

“Rest, soon the pain will fade.”

He promised me, and opened the door for me. I went inside to rest, and the door was closed behind me. I took off my travelling clothes, and change into a dress. I sat down in front of the mirror, and set my hair. It was so long, I felt like cutting it. I might have the appearance of an elf, but I have the heart and temper of a human.

There was a slight knock on the door.

“Come in.”

I answered in a sad tone.


I did not have to look in the mirror to recognize that voice. I got up, and turned around.


I said, surprised to see him here. So this is where he was going, but could not tell me.

“I just saw Lord Elrond escort you. What are you doing here?”

He asked me. I looked at him in rage. He might not know why I was here, but he knew what had happened to my friends and he kept it from me.


I cursed at him in elvish, the very same language he had taught me, when his father would not.


He asked, confused about my anger. Like nothing was wrong. I could not control myself and got a hold of my knife. Attacking him.  I had him against the wall in no time, the blade pressed against his neck. I was fast, faster than him and he knew it. He had trained me himself.

“You knew, all this time you knew.”

I said, yet again crying over my long gone friends.

“Yes. But I did not tell you, because you were a child. You would not have understood.”

He said, quite calm, and despite having the blade very close to his neck.

“I watched my mother die, Legolas. I would have understood.”

I told him, and hatted him for it.

“What is going on here?”

A sweet, elegant voice asked. I let go of Legolas, and looked towards the open door. A woman with long dark hair and grey eyes looked confused at us.


Legolas answered, still looking at me. He reached out, but I pulled away.

“Amin delothalle.”

I said, before leaving the room, still knife in hand.

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