Few where the times I have been back in Bree since I sat out to Rivendell and on night I found someone that came to be close to my heart, yet I did not know if it was a mutual feeling but as we talked a bit with each other I invited her, a elf maid yes, to the compound of the house, showing her around.
But the real chock came in the Archives of the house as we suddenly found ourselves in each others arms...I will leave any detail out but I can say that I grew fonder and fonder of this elf.
Another day..another meeting between me and her, now at my house. This is a meeting I thought for myself that could be going good or bad...it went either way really, I ended up punching my own armour in rage over something I do not know yet. Before this outburst of anger I had to hold her close...soothining her tears away with calm words, which at the time felt good to hold her again. Then she left for the night after some more talking
Yet another day after that...yet another meeting between me and her that developed into a hike into the wild lands surrounding lake Evendim as we set up camp on the island of Tyl Ruinen, where I found out that she seemed to trust me as such as to fall asleep in my lap and I watched over her through out the night.
So came the day when I was invited to her house in the Shire, she looked concerned all night , as her lynx was out hunting and she feard that he was to come back with mortal wounds some day as he always came back wounded. So I had to try and comfort her again, it worked a bit this time as well but then....she wanted me but at the same time not...then the words came...the words I did fear but I have to accept it a sit is now...perhaps she would change her mind in a future, friends after all . I promised her that I would stay in the Shire..close to the homesteads there. I had to leave for Bree for a day.
That day I should not have got back to Bree...I came upon my old friend Brunter at the estate..I hoped that my lord would be in..instead I found Alwig and things took a bad direction, arguing with each other, I took my backpack since I had returned from my long trip and left, sad, upset and angry to be called a deserter.
I went back into the Shire, more than this I dare not say now keeping an eye on her and her house..Exiled or not..I do not know of this yet, a letter to my lord and his wife I have sent, telling them about things and told them that I wish to speak to the lord but him alone...if he do agree to my terms remains to be seen...then..will it be exile from the house...or not...either way... I will keep an eye on her....
