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Anira...
After one brief rest we began to run again. I can feel that we were close to Merry and Pippin. I don't know how I knew, but it was a feeling of hope. The sunrise shined on our back. I looked up at the sky and noticed that it looked more beautiful than it had these past few days. The sky had an unusual red color to it. I hadn't noticed anything unusual about the sunrise except the color but Legolas had. He stopped and turned around to stare at the sunrise.
"What is it?" I said as I passed and turned around.
"A red sun rises," he said. "Blood has been spilled this night."
Merry and Pippin
My stomach dropped. I knew it could be anyone or anything, but Merry and Pippin, maybe because of the fear I felt these past few days. I know they are in danger if it is discovered that they don't have possession of the Ring. I refused to believe they were dead. They had to be alive.
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Third Person....Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli and Anira ran through the day without a pause. They didn't stop to rest, instead they relayed on the adrenaline to keep them moving. Anira wasn't sure if it was fear or adrenaline that kept her going. She refused to let history repeat itself.
They were now running up a small slope. Aragorn was at the front of the group, so when he came to halt Legolas, Gimli and Anira halted as well. Aragorn ran behind the cover of large rocks. Legolas, Gimli and Anira waisted no time to make their way over. Anira heard sounds of hooves on the ground as they were steered by their riders. I knew it, she thought. She looked closer to see the riders carried long, and pointed spears. Few of them carried flags with the picture of a stallion with a golden sun.
Aragorn stood up leaving the protection of their hiding spot. "Riders of Rohan!" Aragorn called. "What news from the mark!?"
The rest of the group left their hiding spot only to spot the Riders of Rohan turn around to approach them. As they came close, the Fellowship came into a circle as the Riders of Rohan circled around them.
A rider, who appeared to be the leader rode up to the front and glared down at the,. "What business does two elves, a man and a dwarf have in Riddermark. Speak quickly!" He barked.
"Give me your name, horse-master and I shall give you mine." Gimli said boldly. Anira eyes widened at Gimli's words, knowing that he shouldn't be saying such things.
The rider dismounted from his horse and walked over to them. "I would cut off your head, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground."
Without thinking, Anira spoke up for Gimli. "Your making a mistake. You don't threaten my friends."
He glanced at Anira. "If you are wise, she-elf, you will keep your forked tongue behind your teeth." His words were filled with anger and hatred.
Immediately, Legolas grabbed his bow and knocked back an arrow. "You would die before your stroke fell!" Legolas sneered, protecting Gimli and Anira.
Aragorn placed a hand on Legolas' bow and stared at him. The look in his eyes showed that he didn't want to fight. Legolas slowly lowered his bow. "I am Aragon, son of Arathorn." He introduced. "This is Gimli son of Gloin, Legolas of the Woodland Realm and Anira of the Eldar." The riders eyes widened, he glanced at Anira and she met his gaze with a cold stare. Her hand gripped the hilt of her sword, she was still a bit wary of him threatening Gimli and Anira.
"We are friends of Rohan, and of Théoden your king." Aragorn continued
"Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin." The rider removed his helmet and we got our first good look at him. As soon as the rider removed the helmet the spears retreated. "I apologize for my actions, especially in the presence of someone as fair as you, Lady Anira." The rider said grasping Anira's hand and kissing it gently.
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The Lost Princess: [Legolas Fanfiction]
FanfictionAnira Eldar daughter of Arthion and Melda Eldar and heir to the throne of Deepingdale. She was the most beloved elleth in Deepingdale and not because she was the king's daughter. She was caring, loving, she had grace and beauty, loved my all who met...