After Return of the King

She smiled.
" His name is I don't rember I never meet him he the one got killed by those big meanies," She told him with treas rolling down her little cheeks.


He wrap his arms around her.
" Now don't worry I be fine and when I come back just maybe we can," He told her.
 
She smiled.
" His name is I don't rember I never meet him he the one got killed by those big meanies," She told him with treas rolling down her little cheeks.


He wrap his arms around her.
" Now don't worry I be fine and when I come back just maybe we can," He told her.

Merry looked down at her, brushing the tears from her cheeks,

"I am very sorry about your father, Eastà. I believe I know who you speak of, but I cannot be sure."
 
She still had her head on his shoulder.
" He was a great father I just remember his stories he use to tell me," She said wrapping her tiny little fingers on his arm.
 
She smiled.
" His name is I don't rember I never meet him he the one got killed by those big meanies," She told him with treas rolling down her little cheeks.


He wrap his arms around her.
" Now don't worry I be fine and when I come back just maybe we can," He told her.
"Okay.. I know you will, My Love. You Just need more time..."
she lie her head on his arms
 
She look up at him.
" He all right but he dosen't play with me tho," She said with a frown.

Merry-

Merry smiled,

"Well that must be quite frusterating.. It is a pity to have a father, who has clearly forgetten the childish self still within him."

He then laughed,

"But I have not forgotten."

He then jumped up and began running around, hoping she would follow along with his youth-like playfulness.

Frodo-

Frodo looked up at Arla then nodded,

"I am ready."

He then turned to look at Sam,

"Are you and Rosie ready, my friend?"
 
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