Days after reaching Rivendell, Turuna woke up in a comfrotable bed. She rubbed the back of her head, and sat up.
“You’re finally awake.” Turuna looked up, and saw her Uncle, Lord Elrond.
“Elrond!” She jumped out of the bed, and hugged him, for she had not seen him in a long time.
Elrond hugged her back, then pushed her an arms length away, examining her. “You look like you have healed well Turuna.” He looked back up at her. “I was somewhat surprised that you lasted as long as you did. A few more hours and you would have been lost.”
Turuna’s eyes widened as she remembered Frodo. “What about Frodo? Is he ok? Where is he?”
Elrond held a hand up. “He’s just fine, he woke up yesterday. If it had not been for you, he would have been lost.”
“I have a feeling that it was not just me….” She held up her hand, and looked down at her rings of power, Silma, and Lalaith. “I have a feeling that these helped hold us to the living world.”
“But those are rings of power, something Sauron gave to the three races so he could decieve us. How could that be so?”
“These were made by Elves for Sauron, and they had my blood and lifeforce mixed into it. You should know that I am bound to these rings in almost the same way that Sauron is bound to his.”
“But what will happen when his is destroyed?”
“….I don’t know…. But I’ll scarifice anything for the sake of Middle-earth, even my life….”
Suddenly, someone ran up, and hugged Turuna. “Lady Turuna, you’re ok!” Sam pulled away.
Turuna smiled. “Hello Sam.” She looked behind him, and saw the other Hobbits rushing towards her.
They jumped up, and dog-pilled her. She laughed as they said how happy they were to see that she was ok, and how worried they had been.
She got up when they decided to stand up. “Well, it seem sthat you are all doing well. I trust that you have enjoyed yourself.”
“Yes, we did, the Elves are such graceful people.”
Turuna smiled, and turned back to Elrond, sensing that he wanted to talk to her. “What do you want?”
“You always seem to know when I want to talk to you.Turuna, I’m going to be holding a council tomorrow, and I wish for you to join it. Your wisdom, and knowledge of the Dark Lord and all that stuff may be needed.”
Turuna straightened, and put a serious face on. “Elrond, you know I don’t like going to councils, can’t someone else go for me?”
Elrond shook his head. “There is no one that comes close to knowing the matters that we will be dicussing tomorrow then you. We will need you there.”
Turuna sighed. “Ok, I’ll be there, not saying I want to be. My job is to be a Ranger, not a councillor, which is one reason why I do not want to go.” She had a small falshback to the last time she had councilled someone, and the people she had councilled had ended up dead, which is one reason why she did not want to go.
Elrond nodded. “Then it is settled, you will accompany us to the council tomorrow. Enjoy the day at hand.” He turned, and walked away, having more matters to tend to.
Turuna hung her head low, wondering if she was doing the right thing. It had been so long since she had been in a council, she didn’t know if she could trust her decisions.
Sam looked up at her troubled face. “What’s wrong Lady Turuna?”
Turuna looked down at him. “Nothing that you need not worry about young one.”
She turned, and picked up her sword, as she never went anywhere without it. She then turned, and walked out of her room, the Hobbits followed, telling her about everything that she had missed.