This is my first fanfiction ever. I have read fanfiction of a few years now and have grown to love it. I enjoy how one can explore characters they love and expand them in many different ways. Up until now, I never really wished to write anything of my own, yet there's always a first time for everything.
Prologue:
My name is Cassiopeia "Wilwarin" Elrondion and this is my story. The details surrounding my birth and conception have never been openly disclosed and unknown to most. I was born in Lothlórien in S.A. 3,232 to Lord Elrond "Half-elven" and Lady Caldadwen. My Adar, as many know, is the son of Eärendil and Elwing and twin sibling of Elros, the first King of Númenor. My naneth, Lady Caldadwen, is the eldest daughter of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celebron and older sister of Lady Celebrían.
Unfortunately, my parents union was not one based out love but arranged by those who sought to unite two elven realms in the fight against Sauron. In the end, I suppose that I should thank the High King of the Ñoldor, Gil-galad, for without his interference in my father's life and arrange his marriage to my mother, Lady Caldadwen, I would ultimately not exist and what a shame that would be. Their marriage was a comfortable one based on respect and friendship, yet it was not what either of them would have wanted for themselves, both wanting to find true love. So it came as no surprise when my mother announced her intentions of sailing west to the Valinor and breaking her marriage vows to my father in the hopes that they could each find happiness, wherever that may be. I was greatly saddened by this, her leaving me behind, but with time I came to understand her decision and eventually accept it.
As luck would have it, my father did indeed find love in the most unlikely of places, with my aunt, Lady Celebrían. In the beginning, I was greatly displeased by this but with the passage of time I was able to see the great love they held for each other and accepted my father's wish to wed once again. They eventually wedded in the T.A. 109 and by T.A. 130 I was the proud sister of twin brothers Elladan and Elrohir. My sister Arwen Undómel was born in T.A. 241.
In appearance, I mostly resemble my mother with golden blonde hair and light complexion. My eyes are a combination of both my father and mother being a light grey with blue flecks. I have often been told that I am as beautiful as my grandmother, Lady Galadriel, but I think not.
My story, my life, has not always been a happy one. I have lived through much and seen too much. I have suffered greatly but I have also known love and happiness.