A Daughter of Warriors (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

Chapter 6-To New Adventures

"My Lord Elrond, the dwarves, they've gone..."

The thick silence fell heavy on our small gathering and I couldn't help my eyebrows that shot up as Lindir made the surprising announcement. So those sneaky little people actually went through with their plan, huh? Although I knew what a stupid idea it was, especially without the help of Gandalf, a small part of me couldn't help but admire their courage.

My eyes swept around me as I took in the somber faces of the council. I could see their brains working overtime so I took this as a perfect opportunity to leave. Although I was dying to stay and hear out the rest of the council, I did not want to be caught up in any dwarf business. I awkwardly cleared my throat.

"Well..." I squeaked out as I slowly backed towards the entrance of the pavilion, "You seem to be in a little bit of a pickle so I think I will leave you to the rest of your, umm...meeting. Thanks for the chat!"

"Wait, Kristen," said Elrond but I ignored him and with a quick smile I turned on my heel to rush out but the tall form of Lindir stopped me.

"I'm sorry, Lindir, but you are kind of in my way," I said as I tried to push past him.

He stuck out his hands and I looked up to see the look in his eyes. I knew then that I was not going to get out of this.

"Kristen," came Elrond's warning voice again. A big sigh escaped my lips as I slowly turned around to face the council.

"No," I said firmly, crossing my arms defiantly as I saw their expectant faces, "I am not going to go chasing after some dwarves for you. They decided to leave without any guidance or help therefore they can suffer the consequences. I have had enough of dwarves to last me a lifetime!"

Elrond walked forward and put his hands on my shoulders. I kept my eyes firmly looking down because I knew that if I looked into his eyes I would give in too quickly.

"We need you to find them and lead them to the mountain. I can't think of anyone who could be a better guide."

"Why can't Gandalf go?" I mumbled, still looking down.

"Kristen," I looked up to see Gandalf looking at me with a small glint in his eye, "I will travel with you for some of the journey but there are matters that I need to attend to. And besides, when have you ever said 'no' to an adventure?"

"Ever since that adventure involved a bunch of dwarves," I mumbled, sounding like a spoilt child. My ears pricked in surprise as I heard Galadriel let out a small laugh. I finally let my eyes travel up to meet Elrond's. His eyes held that same glint that Gandalf had.

I frowned.

"Wait a minute," I looked around at the four powerful figures that stood before me, "You were all adamant that I should have nothing to do with this blade and that shadow-Neco-thing—"

"Necromancer" interjected Saruman coldly.

"Yes...um, that thing," I said with a slight hint of irritation entering my voice. This guy was really getting on my nerves. "So why are you all of a sudden fine with me leading some dwarves on a death quest to destroy some dragon in some far-off mountain which, might I add, you were against from the start?" I questioned, looking at Elrond.

"As I said before," he replied, his hands still on my shoulders, "You are one of the best guides and fighters out there. I would know because I trained you myself." I just rolled my eyes at that comment, a small hint of a smile making its way to my face. "The dwarves need to take back that mountain. This is bigger than what we had originally thought. A lot is riding on this quest and we need you to make it happen."