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I looked up at him, teary eyed as I pulled it from it's sheath. "Thank you, Lord Elrond. This means more to me then you can imagine." I could see my reflection in the dagger.
He pulled me into a hug after I sheathed the dagger. "I know you've lost a lot, child. You deserve to have something as a reminder of your people."
I nodded.

"Now, I shall let you get some sleep. It is late."
"Good night, Lord Elrond."
He tilted his head in farewell.

I told Kavir what had happened over the Link we shared, he thought it was heart warming.

Soon, I took a bath and got ready for another long pain filled day full of memories.

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Song: Castle Of Glass
Artist: Linkin Park
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Once again, I awoke for a new day starting the same routine. Training, spend time with Kavir and grab something to eat.

I thought once more of the Battle of Azanulbizar that happened so many years ago. Myth was that Thorin son of Thráin, Thrór's son killed the Pale Orc. Azog the Defiler. I was disgusted just thinking about the Dwarves. 'I hope they suffered just as my Kin, and I have.' I thought.

:: Calm, Adisa. I know your hatred and they deserve it, but do not wish such things upon them. You shall receive bad things in return. ::

I sighed, sitting looking out my window. :: I suppose your right, Kavir. Though I can never forgive them for slaughtering our people. ::

:: I didn't ask you to, Adisa. But it would be worth a try. ::

I didn't respond. How could I forgive someone who slaughtered, murdered my race? Was it even possible? No. I didn't think so.

I stood, and went to the bookshelf, picking up a history of Middle Earth.
Was there anything about that battle for my people in here? No. It was forgotten.

A solid knock was heard on my door. My head whipped around, eyes narrowed. 'Who could that be?'
"Who is it?" I asked dully.
"An old friend." Was the reply.
An eyebrow raised as I went to the door. "Gandalf? What on earth are you doing here?" I asked, bewildered.
"I've come for a few reasons, Adisa." He replied, walking into the room.
I shut the door behind him.
"Being?" Adisa questioned, arms crossed.
"First, like to know what happened to you, Adisa?"
My eyebrow raised.
"You were so kind, so compassionate." Gandalf continued.
It's true, she had been. He had been a great friend of her family. So Gandalf knew her well.
"I grew up, Gandalf." I spat, turning away from him.

He sighed, disappointed.
"They really did change you." Gandalf whispered.
"The Dwarves? Yes." Adisa spat the word, "Dwarves."
She could hardly think it, let alone speak the word.
"Well, It is decided then. It'll do you both good to get out of Rivendell."
Adisa spun around.
"And where are Kavir and I going, exactly?"
"On a journey, with me. I'll be back within a month's time."
"Second, I'd like to give you a ring that was given to me by your mother."
She looked at the grey-clad wizard, amazed that something from her ruined city was left.
"Thank you, Gandalf."
With that he left the room.
Adisa was left, staring at the door.
'Wizards.' She thought.

:: Did you catch that, Kavir? ::
:: Yes, I did. ::
:: I wonder what the wizard is planning? ::
:: We will find out, in time. ::
:: I suppose... ::

Adisa continued to wonder as the days went on, and before she knew it... A month was nearing. She began to pack, with the help of some maids. Her weapons were sharpened, Kavir went to hunt more often. They were both nervous. What kind of journey?

One thing was certain... It was not what she would be expecting. Not in the slightest.

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Okay, so I have a migraine, my eyes are messing with me, and I'm currently waiting to eat 🍽 so I apologise for the very short chapters! (Usually they're 1,000 - 2,000...) *sigh*
It's hard to write a person who want's revenge! - I'm struggling 🙄
I had a 4th chapter in the works but my "mother" zapped the creativity out of me.
Bye-bye to that chapter...