AN: Okay, sorry it took me a couple days to post the new story but here it is. This takes place about 14 years after Daughter of Hope. I kinda did a little foreshadowing at the end of the last chapter. There will be a little more in this story as well. I hope everyone likes it.

Prologue

14 years later…

Sneezes filled the large bedroom suite as a young elleth laid in her bed, miserable. She had been confined to her room for the last week and Rainaiel was getting restless. Ever since she was an elfling, she ended up getting the flu every year.

Suddenly a knock at her room made her look up and made her stop thinking about being sick momentarily. She had an idea on who it was and was rather excited.

"Come in." Rainaiel replied her voice hoarse from coughing and stuffed from being so congested.

The door opened to reveal a man with black hair that had grayed in some parts over the years. He had grey eyes that looked old, but still young. He only looked to be about 40 by in reality he was twenty years older. The man was of the Dúnedain; a ranger. But he was also her father.

"Hello Rain." He smiled. Rainaiel looked up and met her father's grey eyes with a weak smile. "Ada, you are home early." Rainaiel smiled, as her father kicked off his clean boots and sat down on the bed next to her. "Well as you know your uncles are constantly with the Dúnedain, so when I seen them last week, they told me that you had the flu and stuck in bed, I thought that is would make you smile if I came home early." Aragorn replied, as she laid her head on his chest. "I'm glad you came home, I've missed you so much." Rainaiel replied, as he wrapped his arms around her.

Aragorn laid his cheek on her forehead as he held his daughter tight. She was really warm which was normal for the flu, and he could hear her wheezing a little as she coughed. He understood just how bad she felt because he too had gotten the flu as a child.

"Ada, can't I get you sick?" Rainaiel groaned, as she sneezed again. The ranger laughed softly as he kissed her head. "Probably, but your mother and grandfather thought you could use some company…He told me that you have had a hard time with staying in your room." Aragorn teased, causing his daughter to glare up at him. "That's because I am bored…how can he expect me, a sixteen year old elleth to stay in her room all day with nothing to do?" Rainaiel replied, as a cold chill went down her spine. She pulled her thick quilt closer to her body and snuggled deeper into her father's protective embrace. "Well, have done all your lessons?" Aragorn asked, as she snuggled her head under his chin. Rainaiel nodded, pointing to the large stack of books and papers on hearth on the fire place. "My head hurts too much to read anything and I done all my work the other day before I felt like an orc slammed me into a tree." Rainaiel told him. The ranger chuckled as he kissed her head.

Meanwhile, Elrond sat in his study when a vision pulled him from his work. He was slightly glad that he had something to distract him from the boring paperwork.

Rainaiel laid on the ground with her wrists, ankles and arms bound together with rope. She had a large gash on the side of her head, staining her silver locks. She lay on a cold and dark cell floor, unconscious and under fed.

Elrond blinked back into reality was horror filled his stormy blue eyes. The last time he had a vision like that, his wife, Celebrian, had been tortured for a year by orcs. The result of that was her leaving Middle Earth forever. The elven lord could not lose his only grandchild like that.

Elrond rose quickly from his seat and put his cloak on. He knew that Glorfindel would be at the training fields, conducting the soldier's daily warms up. If anyone could help him prevent harm coming to his granddaughter, it would be him.

"Glorfindel, can I speak with you. It's rather urgent that I do so." Elrond said as he walked up to him. "Of course hir- nin, what is wrong?" Glorfindel replied, noticing a haunted look in his friend's eyes. "Come walk with me and I will tell you." Elrond replied. The Balrog slayer nodded as he told his second in command to take of the warm up.

The two walked away from the training fields and onto a forest path. Elrond didn't know how to tell him what he saw.

"What is wrong, you are upset by something…I can see it in your eyes." Glorfindel stated after a while. "Indeed, I had a vision." Elrond replied, as he took a deep breath. "About what?" Glorfindel asked. "Rainaiel." He said, looking over the forest. "What about Rainaiel, surely nothing bad?" His friend replied, placing his hand on Elrond's shoulder. "I'm afraid so, I saw her bound. She had a head injury and she looked rather skinny as if she had not been fed in sometime." Elrond replied, looking up at the Balrog Slayer's sapphire eyes.

Glorfindel gasped when he heard that, suddenly worried for the elleth's safety. He also did not want to see his friend hurt a second time over another person that he love harmed. But something bothered him about the vision; Rainaiel's past had finally caught up with her and this time the ending would be drastically different.

"I will send out my best scout and have them search for any sign of orcs anywhere near here." Glorfindel said, looking at his friend. "Thank you Mellon-nin." Elrond replied, as he smiled softly. "If I may, you might want to send word to Lorien as well. Rainaiel is supposed to leave for the Golden Wood in a month's time." Glorfindel said. "I will do that, thank you" Elrond replied as they turned back to the training fields.

Now all Elrond had to do was break the news to his daughter and foster son. He really did not want to worry them but it needed to be done.

Then he remembered that he had Rainaiel confined to her room until she was no longer sick. He decided to go check on her, knowing who would be with her. He just needed to find Arwen and tell the three of them.

Elrond was walking down the hall to his granddaughter's room when he found his daughter carrying a tray of tea and food to Rainaiel's room. He smiled because she had made sure that Rainaiel was taken care of, even if her daughter protested being in her room.

"Hello Arwen." Elrond said, smiling down at his youngest child. "Hello Ada, what brings you to Rainaiel's room this afternoon?" Arwen replied as her father taken the tray of tea and food from her hands. "Can I visit my granddaughter when she is sick?" Elrond replied, causing his daughter to laugh. "Of course, Estel came down here earlier to keep her company for the day. If anyone knows how it feels to be stuck in bed, it would be him." Arwen replied. Elrond smile thoughtfully, remembering how the ranger hated to be sick and stuck in bed as a boy. "Indeed, I actually came down here to talk to you three about something…it involves Rainaiel." Elrond said, looking directly into her eyes.

Arwen nodded as they reached Rainaiel's door. She knocked on it and heard a sneeze and a mumbled voice. She smiled softly knowing that it had belonged her daughter. She opened the door and held it open for her father who was carrying the tea and food.

"How are you feeling sweet heart?" Arwen asked as Elrond set the tray down on the night stand. "Like I was slammed by an orc." Rainaiel replied, causing Elrond to flinch slightly at hearing that. "I'm sorry. I brought you more tea and something to eat." Arwen replied, sitting down next Aragorn. "Thank you nana, what's wrong daerada?" Rainaiel asked, looking him.

Elrond sighed when he realized that she would not drop the subject until he told her what was bothering him. His granddaughter cared for all her family with all her heart and did not like it when something bothered them.

"Well I had a vision a little while ago." Elrond replied, causing Aragorn and Arwen to sit up a little straighter. Rainaiel raised a perfectly plucked eye brow at him, noting the worried tone in his voice. "About what ada?" Arwen asked. "Well, all I saw was Rainaiel bound and unconscious on a cell floor. You were much skinnier than you are now." Elrond told her.

Arwen gasped when she heard that as she turned her gaze to Aragorn and Rainaiel. The ranger also looked to his daughter, staring at her unreadable reaction.

Rainaiel was frozen with fear. She had the very same vision that morning and just brushed it off as a bad dream. But now that her grandfather had the very same one, she now knew that it was not so.

"Rainaiel, are you alright?" Aragorn asked. "He is after me again, isn't he?" She asked softly. Elrond nodded, seeing the fear cross her face. "Yes, I do not think that it would be wise if you went to Lorien right now." Elrond told her. "But Grandpa Celeborn and Grandma Galadriel said that it was time for me to learn how to use my magic." Rainaiel protested. "I know, but little one, it is not safe anymore for you to travel alone." Elrond said. "But I would not be alone…you always sent a large escort with me." Rainaiel replied. "I will talk to your great grandparents and see what they say. But until then, I do not want you leaving the house." Elrond told her. "Yes daerada." Rainaiel replied, relenting.

AN: So this is just the prologue and already there is drama. Please keep reviewing.

I just want everyone to know that Rainaiel's appearance has changed since Daughter of Hope. She is about 90 lbs and 5'1" with Silver colored hair (Which comes from the Sindar blood in her family on both sides.) with blue grey eyes like Aragorn's. Her hair is waist length that is very thick and has a slight curl to it.