your job was simple, to protect the ring wielder along with Aragorn, you traveled with the fellow ship for as long as you can until reaching Parth Galen. But being the only girl… not that it was bad but… a different experience from your view, maybe it was boredom? Or maybe frustration or homesickness? What ever it was, it felt like a love potion was thrown apon them. Cause they definitely wanted you.

you sat down on the leafy floor exhausted from the hike, cleaning your weapons from orc blood. “finally” Frodo said sitting next to you. “that took ages” pippin said slumping down to your side. Boromir, Aragorn, Legolas and Gilmi watching as the hobbits got there first. Sam took your side too, surrounded by hobbits, you sure were popular.

“We’ll camp here for a while until further notice” Aragorn said as Boromir also tired to sit closely to you, Legolas moving his bow near your weapons, as if everyone wanted a piece of you.