Being the child of Elrond and let alone the heir to Rivendell had too many downfalls. All you wanted to do was roam the great forests and greet all kinds of creatures.

Tomorrow was a once in a life time opportunity. It was a meeting, a decision to be made about the One Ring and what to do with it.

But for now, you were left to wander the halls in silence as the hobbit rested, looking at the statues and paintings not notcing the Ranger smoking a pipe and staring at you from over his book.