Do Not Go Gentle

Danger on Patrol

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It has been two and a half weeks since Glorfindel left to track the orc parties. I have been spending most of my time either working to build my stamina on the training grounds or learning more about Arda with Alma and Fin.

Arwen has been nice and allowed me to avoid Mirwen, which meant I didn't have to show my face at the past few gatherings that the Ladies in Imladris have held.

Instead of wearing pretty gowns, sitting rigidly making my back ache, and worrying about whether my body is covered in bruises or not- I've been perfecting my stances with Riptide and working with Elladan, Elrohir, Geoffry, and Aldarian on sparring in duals.

I've been able to work on fighting with the other elven soldiers here in Imladris, something that I hadn't had a chance to do before. My confidence boosted in large strides, and I knew by the time Goldilocks got back he would be pleased with my progress.

I was summoned along with Elrohir and Aldarian to Lord Elrond's study, where I knew something fun was going to happen.

"Do you think he's going to send me off on some fun quest?" I asked the two elves as we walked to the Lord of Imladris's special little lair.

Elrond had insisted previously that it wasn't a lair, but given all the methodical planning and time he spends in there, I think he's just avoiding the truth.

Aldarian, who strode in time with me at my right, threw me a side glance that bordered on awe. "You are actually excited?"

I rolled my eyes and flipped my frizzed braid over my shoulder for good measure. "I am not made to stay in one spot forever, Darian."

Elrohir snickered at my other side. "Is that how you will be referring to him from now on?"

"Yeah, you just keep laughing Ro-Ro. You're not getting out of this easily," I warned him, a smirk falling into place as Aldarian burst into laughter.

"Ro-Ro?"

I shrugged as we continued on down the hallway. "You started it, you know," I told him, remembering when the twins would purposefully speak in Sindarin just to piss me off. They still do, but at least now I can pick out enough words to have an idea if they're gossiping about me or not.

"Neneth is hardly-"

"It's still a nickname, so shush up Ro-Ro. Stop complaining, at least it's not something too weird, like Goldilocks."

The two warriors looked down at me knowingly. "He has always been different, and you know it," Aldarian told me, making my cheeks heat up annoyingly. They've been doing that a lot more lately when someone ever brings up my relationship with the Golden Warrior.

"I have to admit that I believed he would murder her in her sleep when she first started calling him that," Elrohir added, making me roll my eyes again at his dramatics. "On my honor, I was worried that the two would start a war."

I raised a brow. "We still could."

Aldarian let out a cough, using a fist to smother the chuckles at Elrohir's shocked expression. "Be careful with our Neneth, mellon nin. She is not safe when her mind is set on something she wants."