Lady Line and the story of the Rings

Gandalf flew over the mystic land of Go-A* trying to spot middle-BITS*, where he had a meeting with the Lady Line. He caught sight of a beautiful country, all domes and stately buildings, with tree-lined vistas and a river winding its sparkling course through it.
"Here we are" he thought, "now Lady Line must be in that there dome". He started descending, and perceived a crowd gathered at the steps. Lady Line was holding court. He landed softly at the edge of the crowd and looked up at the Lady. He was shocked to see a six-feet tall line, glimmering and shining, holding the crowd enthralled with the most enchanting voice he had ever heard. Meanwhile his own tall figure and billowing white robes had caught attention of the Lady, who now descended the steps and came towards him with graceful, long strides.
"Welcome Wizard Gandalf from sister world Ea" she said in her majestic voice.
Now that she was near Gandalf could see that the Lady was a very thin but very beautiful elf. She glimmered and shone as if seen through a sparkling mist.
"Of course the time of the elves draws to a close.. here in middle-BITS as in middle Earth on Ea. I have heard tell Lady Line intends to sail to the Far West soon."he thought.
To the Lady he said, "Your gracious highness Lady Line, I have come to Go-A to seek respite and recourse from the affairs of the Ring in Ea."
"I have been informed of your world and its travails, and I would like to hear more and help. Please be my guest at the Palace this afternoon" said her highness and with a sweep of her hand, bade him follow.
They walked to a beautiful palace, looking out at a great lawn abloom with flowers and shrubs of all hues. At the gate of the Palace stood two elves, one shuffling uncomfortably and darting fearful glances at the Lady and the other plainly angry, her nostrils dilating with the effort to keep from shouting. They both looked so funny that Gandalf sniggered. Lady Line raised her eyebrows at him, and hurried forward to the pair.
"Oh dear lady Don," she said in a plaintive tone, so melting that it made the shuffling lady sniffle, "please don't cry, but you do distress me. You don't mean to say you have lost the palace keys again?"
"She means to say exactly that, your highness." said the second lady, her scowl deepening and nostrils dilating ever more rapidly. Clearly her patience had been tried very hard by the lady Don. She went on speaking, "To cause least inconvenience to our esteemed guest, I suggest you sign this scroll immediately and have a new key procured". With this she produced a two scrolls, one which ordered the smithy to forge a new key for the palace and the other blank. The Lady Line took up the peacock feather quill proffered to her, and proceeded to sign on this other scroll, which activity caused Gandalf, who had been sniggering into his robes all this while, to let out a loud guffaw, for that signature was the largest ever, sprawling over the entire scroll, all loops and flourishes. Lady Line did her raised-eyebrow act again, which made him go back to sniggering into his robes.
After a messenger had been sent, bearing the two scrolls,to the smithy, Lady Line suggested they go sit in the lawn and have some light talk before lunch. Accordingly they went and Gandalf held the three ladies enraptured with his story of middle Earth and the elves, ents and hobbits. He had saved up the story of the Ring for later, when the Lady,with no keys on her mind, may hopefully suggest some solution to him.
Soon the new keys were brought over, and Lady Line, with many remonstrances, and to the utmost consternation of lady Omega (she of the dilating nostrils), handed the keys to lady Don. They went inside, the ladies still debating the keeping of the keys, and were soon in the chamber of Lady Line. It was in the topmost tower of the palace, and commanded a view of the lawn, the dome, most of middle-BITS, and the river sparkling in the distance. The view was enrapturing, but the same could not be said of the chamber. As soon as Gandalf stepped into the room, his slippers got stuck to the remains of some sticky sweetmeat her ladyship had been having last. When he extricated them and came inside he saw clothes strewn everywhere, books upon books (the lady seemed an erudite scholar) lay all rumble-tumble upon the royal table. A huge stand held anything that the Lady could rub, massage or squirt onto her face and hair. But unfortunately it held more bodies of insects lured by the night-lights than the cosmetics. Lady Don, on seeing the stricken countenance of the wizard, hurriedly started gathering up clothes from the floor, the bed and anywhere they were strewn and stuffed them in a heap inside the already overflowing cupboard. All this while, the Lady had been preening in front of the mirror, and now asked lady Don, "Dear Don, what do you think shall I wear tomorrow?"
Both the ladies then became engrossed in the subject of haute-couture and Gandalf, forgotten, sat morosely by lady Omega whose stomach gave loud groans in protestation to such frivolity as dresses while lunch stood waiting. But then something happened that drove food clean out of Gandalf's mind. The Lady Line, having decided her dress brought out a most ornate chest, decorated with elvish runes, and threw it open. There, dazzling in a hundred different hues, and cut in intricate patterns, lay hundreds of RINGS!
Gandalf was most taken aback but Lady Line calmly went on trying them, trying to decide what rings to adorn her ears with. Very agitated, Gandalf spoke, "But Lady,there are so many rings here!"
"I know, such darling rings, don't you think? They are my preciousss!" said the Lady, lovingly stroking them.
Gandalf writhed at the loving, caressing tone of the Lady's voice.
"But your highness they must be destroyed! That is what we are striving for in Ea, with one ring... but you.. you have hundreds.." he ended weakly.
Lady Line looked at him with sudden wrath flaming in her eyes, " Destroy them! destroy my precious! Gandalf, I declare you an enemy, begone from my palace" she cried.
A loud rumble startled them all, and before any of them could recover, lady Omega sprang up,"Your darlings and preciouses be darned! The old fool is right, destroy them, destroy these trinkets that make you forget food, that fount of life!" and with a mad gleam in her eyes, she made off with the ring-chest.
Lady Line stood stricken for a moment, then cried, "My slippers, my slippers, quick good lady Don, where are my slippers?"
"Err...Lady Line, I think I picked them and stashed them away with your clothes" mumbled lady Don, wringing her hands.
"Well, whatever will you do next?! But my darlings, my precious... I must save them!" with this Lady Line ran off bare-feet.
Gandalf stood a moment, mumbling to himself, hurried out of the room, stumbling on the sweetmeat again. He had decided to intercept the good lady Omega and make off with the chest of rings to the Sea, where it would be dropped and lie undisturbed till he solved the problems of Ea and could concern himself with Go-A. Lady Don ran after him. Loud shouts echoed in the palace. The two ladies were shouting unprintable things at each other while doing the Cat-and-Mouse routine. Gandalf ran to where the voices came from, lady Don still after him. A mad chase started, that kept all four running up and down the palace all afternoon, banging against walls, twisting their ankles and blasting curses(Gandalf with his wand, the ladies with their tongues). At long last Gandalf heard the screams drawing nearer. It seemed Lady Line had caught up with Lady Omega and was engaged in a scuffle. He put on a last spurt of speed, lest the rings fall into Lady Line's hands again. When he reached them, the ladies were wrestling with each other, Lady Line twisting lady Omega's hand while lady Omega held Lady Line's neck in a deathlock with her free hand. The treasure chest lay flung away, as yet unheeded. Gandalf made for it, but just as he came up to the ladies, lady Omega made an attempt to free her hand, raising it suddenly. The sudden jerk of the arm caught Gandalf squarely on the nose. He keeled backwards and fell senseless on the floor. The dull thud, and lady Don's cry made both ladies come to their senses. A wizard lay injured in the palace. This was grave.
They quietly carried him to Lady Line's chamber and lay him on the insect-strewn bed. It was decided to call over GoAir the wind-lord to have Gandalf carried back to Ea. He would be lowered into the ocean in a lifeboat, where he could lie undisturbed from the affairs of any rings for quite some time. That would give Lady Line time to close the gate to Ea, and to a furious Gandalf. Lady Omega, having sated her rumbling hunger with a cuppa-manna thought more benignly of the rings now, and was quite inclined to agree with Lady Line about the "funny old geezer".
With everybody's good humour finally restored, they had a good laugh over the minutes of the day's events that lady Don read out to them.