Danel

Lord Estarfin refused the wineskin, saying he had an early drill in the morning with Lord Veryacano, and burst into laughter. It made me laugh anew, and I looking over at the Lady Danel, saw that she was not laughing; instead her eyes were bright as dwarf-steel, and they flashed a sharp warning. Her look and her grimace quite killed the merriment in my heart; my laughter died on my lips and my smile faded, but Lord Estarfin was still smiling just as broadly. Smiles often hide the truth, but the eye doth not deceive, so I looked closer into his eyes and saw at once it was true.

Estarfin looked out over the farmlands nigh the small village of Hobbiton. We would wait until the stars shone, then pass over the lands to Needlehole.

"If the Siege had never been broken, do you think we would have grown as safe and comfortable as these Halflings?' he asked.

By first light we had reached the old camp the wandering folk oft used. And with that dawn, Belegos caught up with us. He did not consider us much of a challenge to track, he said with a smile. 

It was late. It was dark that few noticed we two walking through their village, with our horses following closely. Those who did moved away, their eyes wide.

"We mean you no harm," Estarfin tried, having first spoken to them in quenya.

We stopped by a stone wall, and looked over the well tended fields. These folk certainly loved their land. 

"I cannot easily believe that Eru intends folk like these to suffer." I mused aloud, thinking of possible wars ahead... thinking of a contingent at Fornost in the past.

At the edge of the Old Forest, the two Noldor wait a while, and watch. Leaving their horses to graze, they consider the race that inhabit the lands before them. 

"Would you trade your knowledge of the evil that lies beyond these lands for a life as simple as theirs?" Estarfin asks Danel.

Danel ponders a moment, "If my life was a short as theirs, possibly aye."

They halt at the Last Bridge to give their horses a short rest before crossing into Mannish lands. 

Danel dismounts and walks down to the riverside.

"I would speak with you," she says to Estarfin. "There is something I would have you understand."

The two Noldor depart Imladris on their slow ride to the coast. It is not a path Estarfin has followed more than a few times, and they plan to make camp along the way to take in the scenery, and possible talk over a few things.