Hello, Everyone! I'm so excited to publish my first LotRs Fanfic! This is a series of one-shots revolving around the elves of Middle Earth, well, mainly Legolas. I love that elf! I love the relationship between Thranduil and Legolas as a caring father and son. The first few one-shots will be when Legolas is a baby, but I do have warrior Legolas Fanfics in the making. Aragorn will show up later, I'm not sure when but he will definitely be included! And I have several ideas for fanfics involving Gandalf. If anyone has any preference on what you would like to see, tell me in the comments/reviews or PM me!
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Summery: Thranduil's wife, Adilya, finds out she is going to have an elfling. You would think it would be easy to tell your husband that kind of news. It is proving very difficult for Adilya.
Adilya yawned, closing her eyes in protest of the sun shining straight through her window.
"Thranduil" she said as she rolled over, seeking out the comfort and warmth of her husband. She cracked open an eye, only to find the spot next to her to be cold and empty.
"Thranduil?" She asked to an empty room as she sat up.
Throwing back the covers, she stood up and looked over the room. Empty.
'Where is he? What time is it?'
She glanced out the window, her eyes widened with surprise, it had to be at least mid-morning if not almost noon.
'No wonder he isn't here! Why did I sleep so long?' The queen of Mirkwood thought, still trying to comprehend that she slept so far after dawn.
"Well, I suppose I'll go see what Thranduil is doing." She mused.
Adilya walked over to the end of the bed to grab her robe to go over her nightgown for she did not feel like changing. Stepping out of her chambers, she looked around to make sure there was no other elves around to see the Queen in her nightgown and robe. She hurried down the corridors, making her way towards the King's study.
'Who in Arda decided that the King's study should be so far away from the the King's chambers?' She wondered as she passed a few maids and a couple of her husbands Advisers who cast strange glances in her way. Adilya rolled her eyes, pulled her robe a bit tighter, and picked up her pace.
Finally, she got to the big double doors that lead into the study. The two guards posted there bowed their heads in respect, casting curious glances to where she was standing. She smiled at them as they pulled back the doors for her. Adilya strode into the room to stand in front of the beautifully carved desk Thranduil was sitting behind. He looked up.
"Adilya, my dear. How do you fare?" He smiled softly at his wife.
"I am well. Why did you not wake me?"
"You looked peaceful and I knew you were tired from planning the feast for tonight."
The queen nodded, still finding it odd she slept so much. She really wasn't as tired as her husband believed.
"Why do you still have on your nightgown love?" Thranduil frowned, not liking the idea of his wife walking around, clad in nothing but her nightgown and robe.
Adilya rolled her eyes, "I did not feel like changing."
"Oh, but make sure you put on a dress before you eat."
"I will" She smiled at her husband and walked out of the study.
'I think I shall wear this dress today.' Adilya took a long light green gown out of her wardrobe. After undressing, she slipped on her dress and started buttoning the buttons.
"Well that's odd." She murmured to herself and went to go stand in front of her mirror. Her dress was stretched across her middle, not fitting comfortably.
'Elves do not gain weight'
She frowned, 'nor do they sleep in when they are not very tired.'
'This is very strange'
She walked over to her bed and sat down.
'Is there something wrong with me?' She gracefully fell back on the bed, her hair spreading out around her.
She stayed in that position for a few minutes, deep in thought.
All of a sudden, she sat up quickly.
'Could it be? No, we just started, but all the signs are there.'
Adilya ran to the mirror, adjusting her dress to make her middle look normal.
'There, you would have to look very closely to notice anything.'
Satisfied with her work, Adilya, stuck her head out the door and ran to the healer's wing.
"Belegyril!" Adilya practically shouted her friend's name.
The elleth looked up from where she was mixing herbs and smiled.
"Adilya! What brings you here?"
The Queen looked around to make sure nobody was around.
"Come with me" She whispered, grabbing the healers arm.
"Where in middle-earth are you taking me?" Belegyril whispered as she and Adilya sneaked pass a guard.
Ignoring her, the Queen of Mirkwood folded back a tapestry and whispered something in Quenya. A door appeared out of nowhere and Adilya pushed her friend into the dimly lit secret pathway.
"How did you know that was there!?" Belegyril exclaimed softly. Smiling slightly, Adilya lit a torch and led her friend through a long corridor. She finally stopped at what appeared to be a large room. The Queen walked across the room and folded back the curtains. The room was filled with light and Belegyril was in awe of how beautiful it was.
In the middle of the large room, there was a rippling pond and around the pond were many flower beds with benches here and there. The room itself was made of large, beautiful, birch trees winding and twisting around. The ceiling was made of thick, lush, green leaves. The sunlight that was coming through the high window cast soft sunlight around the room making it a perfect glow.
"Wow, what a beautiful room!" Belegyril breathed, looking around.
"I know," Adilya smiled fondly, "Thranduil built it for me, so I could be safe and by myself at the same time. We used to come together all the time and no one would know where we were, but we haven't been here for a very long time. Thranduil is always so busy."
"Why did you bring me here today?"
The Queens face broke out into a radiant glow with a smile that covered half her face, "Well...I think I'm going to have an elfling!"
Belegyril stared, "what did you say?"
"I think I'm pregnant. I brought you here so you could confirm it."
"Sit down, sit down! Let's see if there's a little elf Prince or Princess in there!"
The healer ushered Adilya over to a bench and sat her down. Kneeling in front of her, Belegyril placed her hands on her patients mid-section. Her face broke out into a bright smile.
"Adilya, I am very pleased to tell you that you were correct. There's an elfling in there alright!"
The queen sat there with a look of wonder on her face.
"An elfling? A real live elfling! When is he coming?" She asked.
"Well, I would say in about eight months. I'm surprised you didn't notice anything sooner. You are already showing."
"In eight months! I have a lot to do! You will have to help me and maybe Thranduil can invite Elrond and Celebrian over. I'm so excited!"
Adilya got up and closed the curtains and together, she and Belegyril walked out, talking about baby things.
Thranduil and Adilya walked into their large bedroom. The Queen flopped down on the big, soft, fluffy bed, "I am going to bed," she mumbled.
Thranduil smiled, "you still have to get changed."
Grunting gracefully, Adilya went into her closet and started undressing.
"Thranduil, you seemed worried at the table tonight. Is everything all right?"
The king heaved a sigh, "I wasn't going to say anything because I didn't want to worry you, but, The Greenwood is getting more and more dangerous. We have had nine spider attacks and three Orc attacks in one week, we won't have to move again, but we will be making the stronghold stronger. Adilya, I am worried about our people."
'No wonder he was so worried' she thought, 'maybe I shouldn't tell him about the baby. It will just worry him further.'
Making her choice, she went over to her husband.
"Do not grieve for what we have not yet lost. You saw all the elves tonight dancing and having fun, they trust you to keep them safe and I know that you will. There are many an elf that are loyal to you and to this realm, they would do anything to protect it. So, do not worry. You will make the right decisions when the time comes, but, as of right now, let us rejoice that hope will never be lost."
"You are right, as always," Thranduil smiled, "What would I do without you?"
ONE MONTH LATER
"You need to tell him! Before it arrives." Belegyril gave her friend a pointed glance before turning back to her work.
"I know, I just don't want to worry him till I absolutely have to!" Adilya sighed. It was a beautiful day in The Greenwood, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and nothing bad had happened today. The two friends were sitting in one of the healing rooms. The balcony doors were open and a slight breeze was blowing through the curtains.
"Well it's up to you, but, you're going to have to tell him soon. You are showing, flowing gowns are not going to help you in a few months. You will be as big as a dwarf!" The healer said.
Adilya rolled her eyes, "I know, I'm surprised no one has noticed any thing yet."
"Well, you are doing a very good job at hiding that bump of yours. But, I am warning you, you are only going to be able to hide it for a few more months."
"Yes, well, I am going to ask Thranduil if he can invite Elrond, Celebrian, and Arwen over."
"It would be nice to see them again."
Thranduil, do you think we could invite Elrond, Celebrian, and Arwen over before traveling in The Greenwood gets too dangerous?" Adilya asked her husband.
Thranduil raised an eyebrow, "Of course, it would be nice to see Elrond again."
The two elf-lords had been friends when they were elflings and they still were, even though they ruled two different kingdoms.
"Good, I will write to them immediately."
Ooh, here they come! I can see them!" The Queen of Mirkwood cried down at her friend. It had been close to three weeks since Adilya wrote to their friends and now she and Belegyril were up in a tree watching for Elrond's family...against Belegyril's better judgment.
"Can you please get down from there! It's not safe for the elfling!" She shouted, watching her friend nervously as Adilya climbed to the top the tree.
How they even talked Thranduil into letting them come outside the palace walls without guards blew Belegyril's mind and if the King had known about the elfling, he would have been horrified at what his wife was doing.
"They're really close, let's go meet them!" Adilya turned to her friend.
"Oh no, you don't! You are not, I repeat, you are not jumping from tree to tree. It's on foot or nothing."
The pregnant elleth pouted, "oh very well."
They carefully climbed down the tree and stood at the base.
A few minutes later, Elrond came around the corner, Arwen sitting in front of him.
"Adilya, Belegyril, it is wonderful to see you again." He smiled, pulling his horse to a stop.
"It has been too long" Adilya smiled. The next minute Celebrian came around the corner.
"Adilya! Belegyril!" She jumped off her horse and gave Belegyril a bone-crushing hug. Celebrian turned to give Adilya a hug but stopped. Her eyebrows crinkled in confusion then her mouth dropped open in realization.
"Adilya! Are you goin-" she was cut off by Belegyril.
"Celebrian! How are you?" The elleth led Celebrian down the path, Adilya sticking close behind.
Back in the clearing Elrond sat on his horse, confused.
"Well, that was odd. Arwen do you know what just happened?" He asked his young daughter.
"No know" she shrugged her shoulders.
Elrond smiled, "let's go," his horse trotted off with his wife's horse following.
Thranduil stood at the entrance of his palace waiting for his guests. His eyebrows shot up in surprise at the scene that was coming towards him. His wife and his best healer were talking non-stop to Celebrian about everything from palace decor to what the crops produced last year. Poor Celebrian stood there, nodding to nothing in particular, with a look of confusion on her face. Elrond watched, a look of amusement on his face, and little Arwen had her hands over her ears.
"What in the name of Arda..." Thranduil trailed off as they stopped in front of the huge doors. The two elleths still talking, not even sparing a glance at the king. Elrond and Arwen looked pleadingly to Thranduil.
The elvenking cleared his throat and the voices died down.
"Elrond, Celebrian, Arwen, welcome to Mirkwood."
"It is a honer to be here, gwador-nin."
Elrond dismounted and handed Arwen to Celebrian. The two elf lords gave the traditional meeting and started talking.
"Adilya! You are having an elfling, are you not?" Celebrian asked excitedly once she, Belegyril, and Adilya were by themselves.
"Yes"
The three elleths started jumping up and down in excitement.
"Has Thranduil told all of Middle-earth yet?" Celebrian teased.
"Uh, no, I haven't actually told him yet."
"You haven't told him yet!?"
"I know, I have been telling her, she needs to tell him." Belegyril piped up, looking at the Queen.
"Why haven't you told him?" Celebrian asked.
"Well, as you know, Greenwood the Great is growing more evil and Thranduil has been worrying about what to do and I didn't want to worry him even more about the elfling. Besides, he's always busy."
"You should tell him soon. When is the baby due?"
"I am wagering about when the first leaves of spring make their appearance," the soon-to-be-nanath said.
"That soon! Adilya, how on this earth have you hid your bump for so long!?"
"It hasn't been easy. Belegyril and I have been modifying all my dresses to make them flowing. I am afraid that isn't going to work for much longer."
Celebrian shook her head in disbelief, then her face lighted up in a smile.
"Wait till I tell Elrond! He's been wondering when you two were going to have a baby. He wants to be an uncle. Wait, we can be the child's Aunt and Uncle, right?"
"Of course, your children call Thranduil and I their aunt and uncle sometimes. But, don't tell Elrond until I tell Thranduil."
"Then we are going to tell Thranduil right now that he is going to be an Ada!"
Adilya, Celebrian, and Belegyril walked into the small, but luxurious sitting room where Elrond and Thranduil were talking.
"Hello ladies, would you like to have a seat?" Thranduil asked with a smile.
The elleths sat down, they were all silent for a few minutes.
"Is there something we can help you with?" Thranduil spoke up once again.
"Actually," his wife started out shyly, "I wished to tell you something."
Her husband smiled fondly at her, "what is it you desire to tell me"
"Well..." Adilya looked at her friends and then at Elrond, who were all watching her closely.
"Uh..."
"Yes?"
Adilya glanced at her friends, then Elrond, then back to her friends. The queen gave a look of desperation to her friends and nodded towards the door. Belegyril and Celebrian sat there with a deer in the headlights look. Adilya slowly glanced over to Elrond, back to her friends, then nodded towards the door. She repeated the process several times before the two elleths got the message.
"Elrond! Belegyril wants to talk to you about some new healing methods." Celebrian said standing up.
"I do?" Belegyril asked at the same time Elrond said, "she does?"
Celebrian glared at her friend and gave her a discreet kick. Belegyril then caught on and stood up too.
"Oh yes I do," she said walking Elrond out the door, Celebrian close behind.
Once the door was closed, Adilya looked at her husband.
"Darling, I have someth-" she was cut off by Thranduil drinking wine.
"Thranduil, I'm trying to tell you something." She looked at him with some exasperation.
"I am still listening." He said, putting the goblet down.
"Yes, but I want your undivided attention."
"I will not drink anymore wine."
"Good, now, Darling we will..." She trailed off as Thranduil picked up a sweet tart and bit into it.
"Thranduil!" Adilya snapped, losing her patients.
Thranduil finished chewing, "I am hungry."
Adilya took the half-eaten tart away and placed it on a plate.
"Thranduil, my darling, we will soon be bles-" she was stopped by a knock on the door. Rolling her eyes, Adilya got up to answer the door. On the other side of the door stood Elrond, Celebrian, and Belegyril. All three of them had smiles on their face and were using their hands to ask Adilya if she had told Thranduil about the baby yet. Pursing her lips, she shook her head and slammed the door in their faces. She walked back over to the couches.
"Who was that?" The king asked since his back was facing the door.
"Nobody," Adilya said carelessly. Thranduil arched an eyebrow, he turned in his seat to look at the door.
"Then why is nobody's hair stuck in the door?" He asked suspiciously. Adilya looked up in dismay and saw one of Elrond's braids stuck in the door.
Adilya let out a very unqueenly sigh, she got up once again and opened the door. She had to admit, the scene playing out in front of her was very amusing.
All three of them were shouting. Celebrian and Belegyril was shouting at Elrond and Elrond was complaining about his hair being stuck in the door.
When they realized the door was open they stopped talking immediately. Thranduil walked over, "Come in, please. We never got to finish our discussion."
Belegyril and Celebrian cast apologizing looks in Adilya's direction. She shrugged her shoulders in defeat and invited them inside.
A few hours later found them all in Thranduil's study. Adilya, Belegyril, and Celebrian were sitting on one side of the room, quietly listening to Elrond drone on about some story about Glorifendel and Erestor. Adilya suddenly stood up, "Do you not have somewhere to go?!"
Elrond raised his eyebrows, "N-". He was cut of by his wife.
"Yes we do!"
Belegyril helped Celebrian herd Elrond out of the door. As soon as the door was closed, Adilya took away anything she thought was distracting. Thranduil just sat there and watched her quietly.
"Now" she sat down beside him, "I have something very important to tell you and I don't want anyone disrupting us."
"Adilya, you have my undivided attention," he said looking her strait in the eyes.
"Thranduil, my dear, I am very pleased to tel-" She was cut off once again be pounding on the door. Instead of getting up, she sat on her husbands lap, firmly anchoring him to his seat.
"Dear, there is someone at the door."
"So?"
"Don't you think we should answer it?" Thranduil asked as the pounding got louder.
"NO!"
"It might be important!'
"Oh, alright" she mumbled grumpily as she got up.
Thranduil hurried over to the door. One of his guards was standing there, breathing heavily.
"My Lord! A patrol just got back. Most are injured and three have already died, more are on the edge of death right as we speak."
Thranduil closed his eyes briefly in sorrow, "Adilya," he turned to her, "I must go. Whatever you wanted to tell me...just use your judgment. If you think it is a good idea, go ahead with it."
He gave her a slight smile and rushed out the door with the guard following behind.
Adilya groaned in frustration and dismay.
"Well, what did he say?" Celebrian asked Adilya excitedly.
Celebrian and Adilya was standing in one of the empty halls. Most of the guards patrolling the halls had gone to see about their fellow warriors and all the healers had all been called to help with the injured that had come back. Belegyril was obviously there because she was Greenwoods best healer and Elrond had also gone down to the gates to help with all he could. The maids were all in the kitchen or in the great dining hall getting ready for the the feast they were having that night in honor of Elrond, Celebrian and little Arwen. So that left Adilya and Celebrian alone with the exception of a few straggling maids.
"I haven't told him yet," Adliya huffed.
Celebrian gasped, "What! You were supposed to tell him!"
Adliya rolled her eyes, "I know that".
"But why?"
Adilya rolled her eyes again, "Because I kept on getting interrupted by pastries, guards and certain busybody's." She glared at her friend.
Celebrian looked surprised, "Hey!"
"Oh I'm sorry," Adilya sighed apolitically, "I guess I am just grumpy."
"It's okay, I understand" she smiled and Adilya's lips pulled up into a smile. They looked at one another and burst out laughing.
"Why on Arda are we laughing?" Celebrian asked through giggles.
"I do not know." Adilya suddenly gasped and her hand flew to her belly.
"Are you okay!?" Celebrian asked worried.
"Celebrian, feel!" The queen grabbed Celebrian's hand and placed it on her stomach.
Celebrian smiled, "the little one is kicking!'
At this moment Belegyril came striding down the hall.
"Belegyril! Come quickly!" Adilya called. The healer quickened her pace, thinking something was wrong.
"What's the matter?"
"Calm down, the baby is kicking!"
"Really" Belegyril brightened and put her hand on Adilya's rounded stomach.
As the Elleths were gushing over the movement of the baby, Arwen wondered into the hall.
"Nana, what are you doing to Aunt Adilya?" she asked curiously. At the sound of her voice, the Elleths turned their heads.
"Arwen, my dear..." Celebrian hesitated, not sure if she should tell her. Adilya smiled, "Arwen, come here, penneth."
The elfling walked over to Adilya as the queen crouched down with some difficulty. Arwen came to stand in front of her and Adilya took one of Arwen's little hands and placed it on her stomach. Arwen jumped back in awe when she felt the kick.
"Aunt Adilya, there is something moving in your belly",She whispered.
The three older elves smiled, "That's because I'm going to have an elfling"
Arwen's face broke out in a huge smile.
"Oh boy, oh boy, I can't wait till the elfling is here, I will teach her all I know!"
The adult elves laughed.
"Arwen dear, it will be a while till you can play with the new elfling, he will be too little" Belegyril told the little elleth.
Arwen sighed and stuck her lip out, "I guess I can wait. Can I at least hold her?"
The older elleths smiled at her, "Of course you can, but the baby might not be a girl".
Her eyebrows furrowed, "Oh, well, I like playing with bugs, and I like climbing trees, and I don't much care for dresses during play time. Me and baby will be bestest friends!"
Adilya smiled, "I'm sure you will be."
Later that night the feast was thrown. Everyone in The Greenwood was invited and the great hall was filled with laughter and merrymaking. Adilya had decided that she would tell her husband that she was expecting that night, that way he wouldn't panic, shout or do something that could frighten the guards into rushing into their sleeping chambers. This way he will stay calm, cool and collected in front of all his subjects. The queen knew she had to tell Thranduil tonight...she had already waited too long. Adilya knew he suspected something, she had been acting rather odd the last few months. He had given her an especially odd look when she refused wine that evening. She hoped Thranduil wouldn't be too angry that she with-held this information for so long. She hoped even more that he wouldn't be mad that she was expecting. Thranduil had decided that they would stop trying for a child since the forest was growing darker by the day.
'Stop that!' She berated herself mentally, 'Thranduil will be thrilled about the elfling...after all, he still needs an heir. That's why we started for an elfling to begin with...Besides we both want children'
"Here goes nothing" Adilya muttered and took a deep breath.
She turned to her husband who was sitting beside her at the head of the table.
"Thranduil" She started as he turned to look at her, a smile on his face, "I have something I need to tell you."
"What is it, my love" His expression turned into one of concern.
"I'm going to have an elfling" She rushed out, biting her lip. Thranduil's eyebrows shot up, he wasn't sure if he had heard his wife right or not.
"What" he breathed.
Adilya repeated herself slower and shock registered on the Kings face.
A tear escaped from the Queens eye, she thought Thranduil was angry and disappointed for he didn't say anything for a few moments. The guests had quieted, sensing something wasn't quite right.
"Are you terribly disappointed?" Adilya whispered, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
Thranduil's eyebrows shot up once again, "No, oh no, my love! This is fantastic!" he practically shouted standing up, bringing his wife to her feet as well. He gave her a bone-crushing hug and whispered, "Is it true? Are you sure?"
"I'm positive" By this time all the elves were staring at them, wondering what on Middle-Earth was going on.
Thranduil suddenly let go, "I didn't hurt you did I?"
Adilya laughed, "No, you didn't hurt me." She glanced out towards the crowd, who still had looks of confusion on their faces.
"Why don't you tell our people they will soon be getting a Prince or Princess?"
Thranduil nodded his head and turned out to the crowd, "People of Greenwood the Great, I have just received some wonderful news that I am sure will please you as well..."He trailed off and Adilya nodded for him to continue, "Adilya, that is the Queen and I, are expecting our first child"
A huge shout of happiness came from the crowd, everyone started talking at once about the new elfling that would soon come into the wold and calling out congratulations to their King and Queen.
Thranduil looked to his closest friends who were sitting around him. Elrond was on his other side, Arwen in his lap, Celebrian was beside him and Belegyril was sitting next to Adilya. They all had knowing looks on their face.
It dawned on Thranduil that they didn't look the least bit surprised, "You knew?" It came out more as a statement rather than a question.
"Well..." The three adult elves drew out.
"I knew too Uncle Thranduil! I even felt the baby! I can't wait to have someone to play with." Arwen grinned climbing into her 'Uncle's' lap. Thranduil couldn't help but smile at the child and hold her closer.
The King cocked his head, "How far along are you, Adilya?"
"Well...sooner than you think, Belegyril and I wager sometime in the spring."
Thranduil was shocked, "In only six months..." he whispered, voice cracking, "Why didn't you tell me sooner? How did you hide the elfling this long...surely you are already showing"
"It wasn't easy, Belegyril and I have been modifying my dresses but those were about to stop working and for telling you sooner...I tried, trust me, I tried. I was going to tell you a couple of months ago after I found out myself but then you were worried about the encroaching darkness and made the decision to stop trying for a child, I didn't want to to tell you then. A week ago I tried to tell you but was interrupted by wine, tarts, guards and those three," she gave a pointed glance towards Elrond, Celebrian and Belegyril who had sheepish grins on their faces.
"Are you really, truly happy about the elfling?" Adilya turned to her husband.
"Oh Adilya! I have never been happier than I am in this moment." He put his hand on top of hers, his eyes suspiciously bright. "I love you so much."
"We have a lot to plan and only six months to do it in!" Thranduil exclaimed, turning to his friends, Arwen still in his lap, "Elrond, will you deliver the elfling?"
The Elf Lord smiled, "I wouldn't have anyone else do it, no offense meant Belegyril"
"None taken, as long as I get to help" The elleth responded, taking a sip of her wine.
"Celebrian you must stay to help Belegyril and I prepare the nursery" Adilya gushed.
"Oh I'd love too, Arwen can stay too"
"I wish we knew exactly where Elrohir and Elladan were, I want them to know about the elfling...I would like them to be here" Adilya sighed, upset that they probably wouldn't know about the elfling till they came home and no one really knew when that would be.
"I know, in their last letter they said they had two more settlements to visit and then would be on their way home." Elrond informed.
"Oh that's wonderful news! I think Aradhelon is having a hard time finding people to volunteer to try out his weapons exercises and Celegnir and Turon is starting to miss the twins pranks" The King chuckled, as he looked towards his friends who were sitting with the warriors.
"Thranduil, I just thought of something...This elfling will be the youngest elf in all of Arda" Celebrian pointed out.
"Aye, we must secure the palace even more now that we have a Prince or Princess on the way" The King thought out loud.
"So where is the nursery going to be?" Belegryil asked Adilya.
"Well, close to Thranduil and I obviously, I suppose we will have to build adjourning chambers to ours..."
Talk of this elfling went on all that night and somehow spread through the night to all the elven realms and even some human settlements. Everyone was over-joyed to hear of the impending birth. The next few months were filled with preparations and much letter writing in between Rivendell and Greenwood.
The End
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Elvish Vocab:
Ada-Dad/Daddy
Nana-Mommy