The Green Dragon Inn - Part 8

[Fire-Galad]

Sindahir was surprised. Not that Finwe had taken her hand but that she had done nothing. Sindahir felt calm for the first time in six months. Suddenly she remembered something that her father had given her. It had been a thick bracelet made of silver with a small blue ribbon tied in a bow on it. Sindahir looked up at Finwe's silver eyes. 'Should I tell him about the bracelet?'

"Finwe, I have something you should see. It belonged to my father and he said it had belonged to his oldest brother. I believe that it might have been Fingolfin's because it had his emblems, blue and silver. I sort of was hoping that you would know more about our family." Sindahir had explained away the main reason for going back to Mians Tirith.

'When Finwe tells me what I need to know, I can leave this place and go to Valinor just like I meant to.' However, as Sindahir was thinking a painful thought hit her. Cadorsa would be upset that Sindahir had broken her promise. Finwe he...uh...he would... Sindahir couldn't think of a good reason.

Finwe let go her hand and Sindahir ran up the stairs that led to the room, just catching a glimpse of Cadorsa with a group of Ithilian rangers. After digging in her backpack for what seemed like an hour, Sindar finally found the bracelet. Whether the bracelet was magic or well made and the ribbon of strong weave, the silver hadn't tarnish and the ribbon stayed as beautiful as ever. Sindahir ran back down the stairs to tell Cadorsa that Finwe was a new companion and ask him about the bracelet. The second part was easier. Finwe look up as Sindahir sat down. "I accept yuor request to be my companion." Sindahir put the bracelet on the counter. "What can you tell me about it?"