A/N: Well, hello there! Welcome back to the land of Fanfiction, and welcome to my newest multi-chapter addition to my collection of stories! Years ago, I wrote a story called Not Knowing. It took me a little over three years to write, and in that story we find the tale of Fanya and Legolas, and how they fall in love... with a bit of difficulty. (Also in the tale, we find my developing writing style, grammatical errors, and incorrect elvish, but that's beside the point, and all in the past anyway!) In the epilogue of Not Knowing, I wrote of Fanya and Legolas' three children (Celeblaer, Elfaer, and Anaria), and someone mentioned to me in a review what a great idea it would be for me to write a sequel, involving one of their children.

Well, about two years ago I took that advice and wrote the first two chapters as an experiment in whether I could find some kind of possible plot, and voila! Possibilities! Well, after writing that, I kind of forgot about it for a while... until recently when venturing through Europe and visiting my good friend Shivvers while in England, where we spent countless hours drinking coffee and talking writing. She helped me finish up Upon Earth's Opening and helped me begin brainstorming for this story, which took me most of this past semester to write. I sent it all off to Shivvers and she has edited it up and made it all lovely and grammatically correct!

What I have ended up with here is a story that dips in and out of the life of Elfaer, son of Fanya and Legolas, as he experiences his (mis)adventures with love and relationships. It's been a joy to write, and Elfaer has become one of my all-time favorite characters, and I am glad that I can finally introduce you guys to him.

Be forewarned, chapter lengths vary greatly, but because this entire story is finished and edited, you'll be getting weekly updates from yours truly!

That said, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Anything which you do not recognize to be one of Tolkien's creations is mine... It goes to say that the rest of it is Tolkien's, though I find that it's very easy to slip by and borrow them for a while.

Prologue : Like Father, Like Son

"Legolas, I am worried about Elfaer," Fanya said quietly to Legolas as she paced the balcony of the talan that Legolas had built upon the family's arrival in the Undying Lands. She stared in the direction of her son's talan, with an expression only a mother can accomplish when worried for her child.

"What, love?" Legolas replied vaguely.

"Legolas, will you stop fletching your arrows for one minute?" Fanya snapped at him, whirling around and marching right over to his side.

"I suppose..." Legolas heaved a long, dramatic sigh before turning his face up to his wife with a teasing glint in his eyes.

"I said," Fanya emphasized, "that I'm worried about Elfaer."

"And why would you be worried about our son?" Legolas asked while pulling Fanya by her hand down to sit across his lap. He kissed her shoulder lightly and waited for her answer.

"He's just doesn't seem the same these days. He's not..."

"Social?" Legolas finished for her.

"Yes, that's it. He's not social, or even less than normal. I've not seen him in days and neither has Anaria or Celeblaer. That's not like him. He at least shows his face every once and a while, even if he doesn't involve himself…"

"How do you know who he really is?" Legolas challenged.

"I'm his mother. I know everything about him," Fanya answered firmly, practically without thought. Legolas smirked, the juvenile twinkle still in his eyes. "What?" Fanya asked defensively.

"I think you're overreacting," Legolas replied.

"Overreacting? I am not." Fanya cocked her head arrogantly. "I don't think you're considering the situation entirely."

"Considering what? Love, our son has just not been seen for a while. Perhaps he finally has eloped with his lovely Virana to go and ravage her at the cliffs."

"I refuse to entertain the idea that my son would ravage anyone."

"Well, Fanya, I'm certain that you've heard a phrase before..." In a quick maneuver, Legolas had flipped and pinned Fanya to the ground and was hovering over her body. "Like father, like son."


A/N: Tee hee hee. That always gets me! What do you think? Not much to think about, really, just a lil' taste of what's to come. (Shamless plug warning!) If you haven't already, head over to my other short story Understanding Elemental to meet Elfaer and Virana. It's not critical to understand the story, but I think it lends itself to the next chapter very nicely.

A little thanks to Shivvers, who is so fantastic she has (voluntarily) been my friend for a good five years now and has betaed for me just as long. (She's a brilliant writer and editor... but she also has this nasty habit of slipping in little snippy comments here and there within the chapters and I tend to forget they're there and then post the chapter without double checking. What a sneak.) I'll likely thank her in every chapter, but... you know. It never hurts to suck up to the people who control the posting-rate of your story!

Thanks for dropping by and reading! I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I have enjoyed writing it. See y'all next week!

(And seriously? There's a lonely purple button down there who needs some love. If you liked the beginning, tell me! I don't know if you like it if you never tell me.)

Ivy

1/9/09