[2] Ethereal Love - The Elvish Ranger In The Fellowship

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As Morwen and I arrive at I look around Mirkwood. It looks way darker and gloomier than it did all these years ago. I let out a shaky sigh remembering the first time I arrived with the dwarves. I softly pet Aredhel as she neighs.

Legolas and Tauriel watch in amazement seeing a a black hooded elleth, on a Mairas, followed by another elleth. To both of them, the first elleth looks awfully familiar to someone they saw 60 years ago and had not since.

Arneth Elentry. They were not sure if she was still alive or dead. She was so mysterious and yet so elegant.

I see Aragorn standing next to Legolas and Tauriel. I unmount my horse and embrace my brother although I had only seen him days ago. He hugs me right back. I pull back and my hoof falls off, revealing my dark locks of hair, and now gray eyes. Morwen only smiles at Aragorn.

Legolas looks in surprise as the elleth hugs his friend. His blood stops in his veins as she pulls back and her hood falls off. Arneth. She looked so different. One things he noticed was that her eyes had changed from a blue-gray to dark gray. A coldness had formed in them.

I look to Legolas and Tauriel as they gape at me. "Legolas. Tauriel," I nod at each of them.

"Ah! Arneth, you're here," Mithrandir exclaims.

"Mithrandir," I give the old wizard a smile. Soon enough, Thranduil walks outside. "My Lord Thranduil," I curtly nod.

"Arneth. Good to see you again,"I smile momentarialy. As we head to the dungeons, he speaks once more. "Are you sure you want to talk to him? It might be dangerous-"

"While he is in a cell? I do not think so. Even if it is dangerous, he might have information about what we need to know," I cut him off. I start walking down the stairs. "I think it's best if you stay here,"

They look hesitant but nod. I walk down the grand staircase to the dungeons of Mirkwood.

Legolas looks after Arneth. Something in him tells him that this was not going to end well.

I head towards Gollum's celler and hear his raspy voice. "Nasty she-elf! She hurts us!" He stumbles back.

My eyes soften. "I am not here to hurt you, Sméagol,"

His eyes widen at the voice. The voice was soft, and pure. Light, but strong nonetheless.. "Yes, yes! That is our names! The she-elf has a beautiful voice, precious!"

Precious. The memory of Bilbo saying that when the spiders attacked us fills my brain. I needed to get more information from him. I swiftly touch his hand and close my eyes.

Five Nâzgul. The Shire. Red flames appear. Mordor. A picture of Gollum develops in my eyes. "Shire! Baggins!" Gollum screams out, in chains while the orcs surround him. I stumble back, panting.

Legolas hears nothing for a while, just soft voices speaking. Than he sees Arneth stumble. He rushes to her side and takes her outside. The others rush to their aid.

"I can feel his power. His malice. His will to rule the world," I look at Gandalf. "If he gets the One Ring, he will destroy all of Middle-Earth. Elves will be able to escape but we can not just leave men and dwarves to rot,"

He nods grimly and I continue. "Warn Frodo and Bilbo. The Ringwraiths are after them" His eyes show panic. I turn to the others. "Aragorn, you need to warn the Dúnedain," He nods as well. I turn to Thranduil, Legolas, and Tauriel. "We have to return to Lothlórien. I will travel to Rivendell soon," They nod.

"Come Morwen," She nods and follows me. We get on our horses and Aredhel speeds up, faster than lightning. I grin a little at the speed.

Legolas and Tauriel stare after them, mouths agape. Legolas shakes his head and walks back to the castle. Thranduil looks at him with a knowing smile.