A New World

Chapter 2: Enough with the madness, please!

It took my breath away. I shake my head because I don't know what he is talking about. He smiles at me and then looks at the two, that is still holding me down.

"You want to let Jenna stand up. Mahran. Would you go find Gandalf. He needs to know about this. No questions. Go." Lord Elrond says, harsh but friendly. The man, that first found me in what apparently was Gionnà's room lets go of my hand at nods. Mahran. Elrond. What strange names. He quickly walks out of the room. The other man holding me is now helping me getting up on my feet again. It is the blonde one. He too is now letting go of my arm, and is sending me an apologizing smile. I retaliate.

"She definitely cannot live in Gionnà's house. Legolas. You have a spare room, am I right?" Lord Elrond asks with a strict look at the blonde. Legolas. Another strange name. It is obvious from the expression of his face that he does not want some stranger in his home. And I agree.

"Listen. That's not necessary. I really just need to find a way home." I try, but Elrond just shakes his head.

"Jenna. I'm sorry, but there's no way you can go home from here. Magic brought you here. Strong magic. Maybe you could try to give Rivendell a chance?" He requests. I think I'm in shock. For God knows which time today. And it's still morning. I think. Several seconds go by without me being able to say anyting. How can they just do that! Pull me into this!

"So. I can never go home?" I ask.

"No, Jenna. At least not for now." Elrond is looking at me like he feels sorry for me. I don't buy it.

"I need some air. Can I go for a walk?" I ask. Like Elrond: strict but calm. He nods and seems relieved. There is no reason for him to be relieved. I haven't decided anything yet. I shortly wonder if there's anything for me to decide at all.

"Legolas. You will go with Jenna, to watch out for her." God damn. I wanted to go alone! What is wrong with you people? Legolas agree without arguing.

For some reason I decided to go in the direction of the water. It was a five-minute-walk, and Legolas followed in silence. He is walking by my side looking at the horizont. I don't blame him. If one can never leave this place, looking as far away from this place as possible seems like the proper thing to do. The funny thing is, that it isn't me breaking the silence.

"I'm sorry for all of this." Legolas says. Eyes still pointing at the horizon.

"Don't be. Of what I know, it isn't you fault." I answer. Shortly, as I really didn't want to go for a walk to talk.

"I know. But it must be hard. This is not a bad place though. You have to trust me on that."

"And yet I'm a prisoner here."

"Prisoner? No. You were brought here by Gandalf the White. One of the greatest wizards I know of. There must be a reason why. He wouldn't hurt any one. That's not like him." And enough with the madness please!

"Wizard..." I kick a tiny stone out in the water. The rings spread out and their center is where the stone hit. "You want me to believe that there was a wizard getting me here. With magic. Of course. This must be a joke." I mumble as I look upon Legolas. He finally looks at me, smiling gently.

"This is no joke, Jenna. And you will get to met Gandalf tomorrow when Mahran arrives with him."

"Let's see." And with that I end that conversation. No more magic-talk. "But I understand if you don't want me living in your house." I say, in fact just to change the subject.

"Well, no one other than me and Elrond has ever been in my house. But I see that it's either that or nothing for you, so yes. You can live with me until we get you your own place." He sounds surprising okay with it.

"But..."

"Stop. It's decided." Interrupting son of a... "Now, why did you really want to go for a walk?"

I sigh. "I wanted to run away." All right. I might aswell just admit that I don't want to be there, right?

"Why would you do such thing? You would die out there." He sounds confused. Like, for real, confused.

"Don't you get that I don't want to be here?" I ask. "This may be your home, but it isn't mine. I see myself as a hostage right now." I'm feeling my temper playing with me, "I may not have the most well-lived life back home, but it is my life. This here," I throw my arms out to point out the surroundings. Rivendell. "is yours." Angry I walk faster back in the direction of the castle, as Legolas grabs my elbow slowing me down a bit.

"I'm sorry. I know it's hard, but..."

"Hard. Yes of course it is!" I know I am going too far. This isn't his fault. But I'm just too angry. Ha! Who is interrupting who now!

"If you would just calm down,"

"No I'm not calming down!" I yell. "I want to go home! Which part of that don't you guys get?"

Legolas stops. He lets go of my elbow, looking shocked at me. I bite my lip. "I'm sorry." I mumble. The tears are filling up my eyes and I fall down on my knees. "I just..." I don't know. God. Legolas nods and sits down beside me.

"I know. But feel free to go home with me. I have a spare room. After that we can figure something out. Maybe. If it is possible, we will figure it out." It is a promise. I know that. A promise that he wil do his best to bring me back home. He seems awkward in this situation, with me crying and all. So I try to pull myself together by taking a few deep breaths. I got to look down on myself.

"Do you think we could get some clothes?" I ask with an excusing smile. He laughs shortly and silent.

"Yes, I'll get you some clothes. Don't worry. Let's go."