Disclaimer: All of the people and places and other names that you have heard of are property of J.R.R. Tolkien. All others belong to *me* - Elenya – copyright 2002.

~*~ A/N: This is my second fic!! And a true work in progress… I'm hoping this one will be popular! It is different… Like, it takes place in another time, using the same LOTR characters. There has been no War of the Ring, but it still takes place on Middle-earth. You know, like the same people, but different plot line all together. Well, enjoy!! *elenya*

Yanira stepped lightly up the hillside.

"Yana!" someone was calling her name and she knew just who it was.

Grinning, she reached the top of the hill and saw him standing there. She rushed into his arms, inhaling his sweet scent.

"Elodon, it has been so long! I have missed you so much!" Yana said softly, looking into his deep brown eyes.

"I have missed you as well. My thoughts have been with you all the while I was gone. Is Elrond here?" Elodon asked.

"I thought you looked somewhat preoccupied. What is the problem?" Yana asked, concerned. She had not seen her love for many a month and had been worried about him. He had gone on a hunting trip, to Eryn Lasgalen*, it seems, and returned only a few hours before. He rushed to see her first because he knew he could not live another moment without her.

"No, everything is fine, but I wish to speak with Elrond. Wait… He doesn't know, does he?"

"Of our love? Nay, he does not. I cannot tell him for he would not allow it. He seems to think it right that I, as well as his daughter Arwen, should marry only into our own kind," Yana replied, with a note of slight disgust in her voice. She loved her guardian very much, for she had lived with him and his daughter for almost 1,000 years now, but she did find some of his beliefs too conservative.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure that it was safe to talk to him, and that he wouldn't decapitate me for falling in love with his precious almost-daughter," Elodon replied, laughing.

"No, he wouldn't do that. He knows not of our love. But I think we must find a way to tell him. For I cannot go on like this, being apart from you. I want to be with you always! And anyway, he has learned to accept Arwen's love for Aragorn, so I see why this is no different."

"I will return in a moment, my Love, for there is imperative business from Eryn Lasgalen of which Lord Elrond must know." And he left Yanira standing, gazing at him with utmost love and adoration.

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Elodon knocked loudly on the door of the Main Room in the House of Elrond.

"Enter," came a loud, booming voice.

Elodon entered the room, bowing in respect.

"Lord Elrond," he began, "I bring news from the Kingdom of Eryn Lasgalen. A delegation from the Kingdom will arrive in two weeks time. Among them will be the Prince, Legolas, son of Thranduil. They wish to stay here for a few days, perhaps, to see this fair city. And I was hoping I may stay here, as well, my Lord, till they come. Perhaps I can be of assistance with the number of guests arriving?" Elodon asked carefully. He really wanted to stay in Rivendell to be with his love Yanira, but he knew Elrond would not want to hear this reason.

As it was, both of them did not get along very well. Elrond felt that Elodon was not a very rich person, in many aspects. He did not like the Man's personality or his background. When Elodon first came to Rivendell, some five years before, he had told Elrond that he was from a wealthy family of nobles in Gondor. But Elrond soon found out that he had lied, and that he came from a middle-class family. Elrond did not care for actual wealth, but he did not approve of the fact that the Man had lied to him.

Elodon did not like Elrond's over-conservative beliefs and cautious behavior towards other people. He wished greatly to tell the Elf of his love for Yana, but he knew that he would never comply with the wishes of the younger couple.

"Well, Elodon, I suppose you can stay here. It matters not. And I am sure you would be of great help when The Prince and his company arrive. Thank you for your offer," Elrond replied, somewhat warily.

"Thank you, my Lord." Elodon stood still in his position, waiting for Elrond to dismiss him. He wanted greatly to see Yana again.

"You may go, Elodon. I will see to it that a room is kept ready for you."

Thanking the Elf, Elodon left the House.

*Eryn Lasgalen: It is the name of Mirkwood in times after the War of the Ring and I thought it would be more appropriate for my story as there has been no War of the Ring. And even before the War, Mirkwood was called something of the sort… ;)

~*~So… How do you think it's coming? Please review!! And your criticism is always welcome… as long as it is constructive and not mean!! If you review, I might put more up, and more interesting events are yet to come I PROMISE! I do not like rushing things, and I am sure that you will be surprised to see the turn of events of this story! Thanks a bunch!~*~