A/n: aww baby Lindir 💕😝

You look up as your best friend enters the room. "So?" You ask getting up. "How did it go?" Lindir looks down at his shaking hands, trying to steady them. "Lord Elrond has chosen me to be his new apprentice."

You gasp and hug him. "Lindir! This is fantastic news!" He hugs you back, smiling. You both continue walking through the halls. Lindir clears his throat before asking how your practice for army went. You smile and begin to talk about the new sword movements that you were learning.

Before you knew it, you arrived at Elrond's stables. "Let's go for a ride. We haven't done that in a long time." Lindir smiles. "Okay. I believe the last time we went riding, Meludir was with us." You nod.

(Half hour later)

The two horses were saddled and ready to go. Lindir mounts his horse and waits for you. You had run back to your parents quarters to get your sword and bow. Even in the valley of Imladris, there were still many dangers. Orc packs had been coming closer to the borders. Your parents weren't particularly too happy when you told them you were going riding in the valley.

You mount your horse and look at the brunette elf. "Let's go."

You and Lindir ride out. Once you reach the top of a cliff, overlooking Rivendell you stop. Lindir gasps. "I nearly forgot how beautiful Imladris is from far away." You nod. "Especially when it's twilight." He nods and smiles. "Shall we continue?"

He leads you away from the cliff, and back to the path. Eventually, you both reach a clearing and decide to let the horses rest. You pat your horse as he grazes, and strap your sword onto your belt. Lindir gives you a curious look. You shrug. "You never know."

The forest was quiet, save for a few birds in the distant. "That sounds like a blue bird." Lindir states as he comes to stand next to you. You nod listening. "I do believe you're right."

Lindir takes your hand and leads you further into the woods. Your heartbeat races, feeling the warmth of his hand. Before you could say anything, a loud shriek echoes through the forest.

"Orcs."

You quickly hand Lindir the bow and quiver of arrows (let's just say he's very good at archery) and you unsheathed your sword. Lindir quickly climbs a tree to get a better vantage point. You hide behind the tree he was in, waiting.

He glances down at you and you give him a quick smile before turning your attention back to the horizon. You couldn't help but feel an uneasiness and worry for Lindir. You had been best friends since you met under tree as elflings, (throwback to Memory, the first chapter 😉) and now you were fighting for your lives.

You push the feelings aside as you see the first Orc on the horizon. "Come on." you say under your breath, gripping the swords hilt tighter.