[Merri]

Elanor had plenty of time to deliver her invitations, so she ambled along the road, lost in her thoughts, and forgetting that she was supposed to be looking out for anything suspicious.

She was daydreaming about running off with the travelling hobbits, becoming the envy and admired by all the hobbit children. What would they come across, she wondered? Elves? Bandits? Trolls? She shivered in delight. Oh, if only I were a few years older- and she kicked at a rock, sending it rolling down the path. But- no. You promised Mr. Bilbo, Elanor, and Frodo's your friend- you can't let them down, no siree, not now, and Mams and Paps wouldn't be happy to hear that you did, either. She sighed unhappily and continued on her way.