Chapter Three

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"Be who you are now, not what you were before

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"Be who you are now, not what you were before."
- Beth Greene: The Walking Dead.

Chapter Quote: "It's not working."

"Who's really you're favourite?" Pippin pestered me as we walked with the front of the group – a few paces behind Aragorn – his big hairy feet trying to keep up with my slightly longer strides. I couldn't help the sigh that escaped my lips. The little man just wouldn't let up until I announced that he was my 'favourite'.

"Frodo is my favourite within the Fellowship." I answered again for what felt like the twentieth time today.

"But it can't be!" He protested.

"And why not?" I looked down at Pippin with a raised brow.

"Just, because!" He pouted. "Then who is your favourite outside of the Fellowship?"

I smirked down at him, "Arwen."

"Who?" Pippin asked as Aragorn turned to look back at me with startled eyes.

"Aragorn's lady love." I clarified, sending Scruffy a wink.

"You know of her?" Aragorn questioned.

"All knowing, remember?" I tapped my index finger against my temple.

We continued to walk; I could hear Frodo speaking with Merry a few meters behind me, and Boromir speaking with Gandalf a few spaces in front of Scruffy. It was quiet for all of five seconds before Pippin looked up at me and let out a whine.

"But why?"

"Because she's awesome," I told Pippin like it was obvious and he groaned. "Accept it and move on, little man." I scolded him. Pippin remained silent after that, still pouting, but at least he was quiet.

It had been two weeks since I was dumped here like a bag of trash, and with each passing day the reality of that hit me more and more. I would never be home again.

My friends thought I was dead (which technically I was); and slowly the grief will pass until I was only a memory.

Only a fucking memory.

So here I was with nine men gallivanting across Middle Earth to destroy an ugly ring.

"What's you're world like, Miss Robyn?" Pippin asked suddenly which resulted in my stumbling a little at the sudden question before I steadied myself.

"Very different from this world." I replied cautiously. Was I even allowed to discuss these kinds of things with these people? "In my world there are only humans, and we have huge cites with tall buildings."

I went for the vague approach.

"Really?" The tiny man scrunched up his nose.

"Yep."

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