The Tale of an Elf

Chapter 1

Patricia was the most beeutiful elf in all of the Shire. Whenever she went somewhere, all the others would stare at her beauty.

"I wish I was like Patricia!" all the females would say.

But they were not, and Patricia was beeutiful.

So, one day as she was shopping, she could take the stares no longer.

"Stop it!" she cried. "I am a normal person, just like you!"

"No you are not." they said. "You are beeutiful"

Patricia went home and cried. "Why must I be so beautiful?" she thought. She wished that she was normal looking.

There was a knock on the door. She wiped the tears from her face and went to answer it. "Helo Frodo." She said.

"Hello Patricia."

"Come in."

Now, the people of the Shire would often come to her for advice, as she was a wise elf.

"What troubles you Frodo?"

"The wizard Gandalf tells me that I must take Bilbo's Ring to Riverdell."

"And why does this bother you?"

"I do not wish to do it alone."

Patricia saw her chance. She had always wanted adventure, and wanted to be away from the Shire where the people stared at her and hated her because she was beeutiful.

"I shall go with you Frodo."

He stared at her, his lovely blue eyes open wide. "You will?"

"Yes."

"thank you Patricia!" he said kissing her hand.

So the next day they set off to go to Riverdell.

"First we will go to Bree and see if Gandalf is there yet." Patricia said.

"OK" said Frodo

They walked all that day and the next, stopping only for food and drink and sleep.

On the second night, they were sitting, staring at the fire, when Frodo looked at Patricia. She looked so beeutiful in the firelight, with her long silky beeutiful golden eyes and bright deep blue hair.

"Patricia" Frodo said "I think I am falling in love with you."

She sat up with a start and looked at Frodo in shock. "What?" she said trembling.

"I have always loved you" he said scooting closer and looking her in the eye.

He took her hand and kissed it. It was trembling. "Why do you tremble?" he asked.

"How can you love me?" she asked. "I never thought you would."

"You are beeutiful inside and out and you helped me when no one else would."

"Oh Frodo."

She grazed into his eyes and for a moment time stopped. She lay a trembling hand upon his cheek and drew his face near. They kissed and it was a beeautiful kiss, long and passionate.

But as they kissed, Patricia thought of another she had kissed. She pulled away.

"What is it." Frodo said.

"I am sorry Frodo I should not have done that."

"Why not."

"I am engaged to another."

"Oh" he said and they did not speack to each other for the next five days until they got to Bree.

"Here is the Prancing Pony." Patricia said breaking their silence.

They went inside.

"Where is Gandalf." Frodo asked the bartender.

"Who."

"Gandalf."

"Oh the grey fellow with the pointy beard and the big grey hat."

"Yes."

"Have not seen him for six months."

Frodo looked at Patricia in dispair. She was sad and wished to hug him and tell him that everything would be all right but she could not.

"Now what should we do?" he said.

"LEt us get a drink and talk this over."

So they went and sat down at some tables and ate and drank.

Soon Patricia noticed a man in the corner. "He is very handsome." she thought. He was sitting there handsomely, dark and brooding. She felt a shudder go through her body.

"What is it Patricia." Frodo asked.

"That man is starting at us."

Just then Frodo heard the bartender mention his name. He ran to the bartender. "Noooo!" he siad. Than he dissapeared.

"Oh no where has he gone." Patricia said.

Suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder. She looked up into the face of the dark and brooding man and shivered.

Suddenly Frodo appeared next to her looking shaken.

Suddenly the man grabbed Frodo.

Suddenly the man dragged them upstairs.

Suddenly he threw them on the floor. "Ouch" Patricia said. She did not think that he was so handsome now.

Suddenly she jumped up and tried to run out the door but the dark man grabbed her.

"I am Aragorn son of Aragron and I am a king and a friend of Gandalf I will help you get the ring to Riverdell."

He was a king! She almost swooned into his arms.

"Should we trust him?" Frodo asked.

She looked up into his eyes. Aragorn was staring at her. You are beeutiful his eyes said.

"Yes Frodo we can trust him."

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Ok that is the end of the chapter let me know what you think. R&R! No constructive critisism, please flame.

In the next chapter we will get to weatherstop and some interesting things will happen there.

Who wil Patricia choose? Aragorn or Frodo? Or will she choose someone else? And who is this mysterious fellow she is engaged to?

Please R&R!!