The Second Daughter

Rainbow Haired Girl

Summary: Aranduriel is the daughter of Lord Elrond and sister of Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen Undomiel. She meets the company when she is asked by Gandalf to join in on the quest. She wholeheartedly agreed to do so, but the question is will the company be able to handle someone like her? Even the one that who has interest in her?

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit, but I do own Aranduriel.

Authoress Note: I know that I shouldn't be posting any more stories at the moment due to me having so many at this moment, but I wanted to get this idea down before I lost the entire idea from my mind. That is the one thing that I don't want is to forget an idea that I get. Plus I am curious of how this story will turn out since I think I might add some real good drama with this maybe have Aranduriel knowing Legolas and perhaps Thranduil tries something. I guess you guys will have to find out of how this story is going to work out in the end. Hopefully I will be able to keep up with this story and make sure that it is written in the best way possible. Without further ado The Second Daughter Chapter 1. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

The Question From Gandalf the Grey

Flashback…

Bree…

"Thank you." A dwarf with black hair with a few greying strands said to the waitress who had brought him his food. Thorin put his pipe down that he had been smoking to begin eating the bread that the waitress had brought him. He looked around the Prancing Pony watching what was going on. He would never would lower his guard of what was going on around him. He notices that one man that was bald looking at him. He looked to his left that was shady. He stopped eating and placed the bread down onto the plate. His hand went to the handle of his sword as the two men had gotten up and made their way towards him.

A man appeared in front of him dressed in all grey and he took a seat at the dwarf's table. "Mind if I join you?" He asked the dwarf. He catches the waitress's sleeve that passes by him. "I'll have the same." He told her.

The waitress went to go and get his order.

The suspicious men back away.

"I should introduce myself. My name is Gandalf. Gandalf the Grey." He told the dwarf.

"I know who you are." The dwarf said looking up at him.

"Well now! This is a fine chance. What brings Thorin Oakenshield to Bree?"

Thorin raised his eyebrow as he looked at the grey wizard. "I received word that my father had been seen wandering the Wilds near Dunland. I went looking, and found no sign of him."

"Thorin, it's been a long time since anything, but rumor was heard of Thrain." Gandalf told the dwarf sadly knowing that it was impossible for his father to even still be alive.

"He still lives. I am sure of it." Thorin told Gandalf hoping that his words were true.

Gandalf looks up as the waitress puts his food down in front of him. "Thank you." He told the waitress as she walked away from them.

"My father came to see you before he went missing. What did you say to him?" Thorin asked, as he looked into Gandalf's blue eyes. He wanted to know the truth of what Gandalf had said to his father. He didn't want to keep going on a wild goose chase to find his father only to find out that he had passed away.

"I urged him to march upon Erebor. To rally the seven armies of dwarves, to destroy the dragon and take back the Lonely Mountain. And I would say the same to you. Take back your homeland."

Thorin picks up his mug of ale and drinks from it still listening to what Gandalf was telling him. He wasn't sure if the wizard had done and lost his mind, but he had to agree that he needed to take Erebor. He puts his mug down. "There is no chance in meeting, is it, Gandalf?"

Gandalf shook his head. "No, it is not. The Lonely Mountain troubles me, Thorin. That dragon has sat there long enough. Sooner or later, darker minds will turn toward Erebor. I ran into some unsavory characters whilst traveling along the Greenway. They mistook me for a vagabond."

"I imagine they regretted that." Thorin said, as his blue eyes locked with Gandalf's blue ones.

"One of them was carrying a message." Gandalf said, as he lays a dirty piece of cloth with writing and a picture of the Lonely Mountain on it. He pushes it across the table to Thorin. "It's Black Speech."

Thorin stops reaching for it. He was not going to take it if it had Black Speech written on it.

"Promise of payment."

"For what?" Thorin asked looking up at the wizard again. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear this.

"Your head. Someone wants you dead. Thorin, you can wait no longer. You are the heir to the throne of Durin. Unite the armies of the dwarves. Together you have the might and power to retake Erebor. Summon a meeting of the seven dwarf families. Demand they stand by their oaths." Gandalf told Thorin.

"The seven armies swore that oath to the one who wields the King's Jewel, the Arkenstone! It is the only thing that will unite them, and in case you have forgotten, that jewel was stolen by Smaug." Thorin said shaking his head. It was true Smaug had it now and not him. He could not ask the seven armies to join him.

Thorin and Gandalf both looked up and saw the two shady men leaving together who were looking over their shoulder at the two of them.

"What if I were to help you reclaim it?" Gandalf asked, looking back at Thorin.

"How? The Arkenstone lies half a world away, buried beneath the feet of a fire-breathing dragon." Thorin asked shaking his head. Currently this sounded like a bad idea to him so far. He didn't want to risk lives of people to get the stone back.

"Yes, it does, which is why we are going to need a burglar and someone who is willing to guide us through the Greenwood if need be." Gandalf told him with a nod of his head. He had the perfect person in mind.

Thorin took a deep breath. "Alright."

Present Day…

Gandalf was in a hurry to get to the Valley of Imraldis. He was going to talk to someone from there. He could only hope that they would agree in joining in on this quest to regain Thorin Oakenshield's home back from Smaug the Terrible. He stopped his horse when he reached the gates of Imraldis. He got off of his horse and began to walk across the bridge.

"Mithrandir." An elf said coming down the stairs. He bowed slightly.

"Ah Lindir."

"We heard that you were coming." He said in elvish.

Gandalf nodded his head. "I am here to speak to Lady Aranduriel."

"My Lady Aranduriel is with Estel. She is busy giving him lessons." Lindir said to Gandalf in English. He was pretty sure that she was still giving Estel lessons since her father was away for that moment with his twin sons.

Gandalf nodded his head. "I need to speak with her." He told Lindir. "It is in the upmost importance."

Lindir nodded his head knowing that it whatever it was that Gandalf had to tell Lady Aranduriel was important if he said it was upmost important. "Follow me." He said, as he began to go up the stairs.

Gandalf handed the reigns of his horse to one of the stable maids and followed Lindir up the stairs. He followed Lindir into the library that Lord Elrond constantly used. He heard a female talking in elvish and by the sounds of it she was in the middle of teaching.

"My lady." Lindir said bowing his head to a loosely curled black haired elvish woman who was dressed in burgundy and silver gown.

The woman looked up and saw Lindir. "Lindir what is it?" She asked in elvish very confused of why Lindir was interrupting her lesson with Estel.

"Mithrandir is here to see you my lady." He said bowing his head once again.

The woman's grey blue eyes looked over to the grey wizard. "Mithrandir. What are you doing here my friend?" She asked walking past the nine year old boy who was busy reading his book taking in the lesson that she was teaching him.

"I have come here to talk to you about something important." Gandalf told her as he saw the look of confusion etched across her face.

The woman looked at Lindir. "Lindir my friend will you watch Estel and make sure that he keeps up with his lesson?" She asked Lindir softly in elvish. She was hoping that her friend would be able to keep Estel busy with his studies. She wanted Lord Elrond to be pleased when he returned home with Elladan and Elrohir.

"Yes, my lady." Lindir said bowing his head in respect towards her.

"Shall we Mithrandir?" She asked looking into Gandalf's blue eyes.

Gandalf nodded his head and lead her out of the library.

She followed him closely. She closed the door to the library and looked at him. "Now what is this all about Gandalf?" She asked concern was etched into her voice. What ever that Gandalf wished to speak to her about was important and she could tell due to how he was holding his staff. She had been around him long enough to know when something was wrong.

Gandalf looked back at her. He had to admit that she had grown into a fine young woman. He knew that she would be happy to help out the dwarves of Erebor reclaim their homeland. He could only hope that he was right about her wanting to help. He only had a short amount of time to talk to her before she had to begin on his journey to the Shire. She only had a month to prepare herself. "I have spoken to Thorin Oakenshield."

Her eyes widened. "The King Under the Mountain?" She asked in surprise. This was indeed a turn of events that she was not expecting.

"Yes, he is planning on taking the mountain back."

The woman ran her hand through her hair as she thought for a few moments. "And why come to me, Gandalf?" She was still slightly confused of why Gandalf had come to her. Dwarves hated the Elves and she was an elf herself so there was no way that Thorin Oakenshield would want her to be on this quest.

Gandalf looked down at her. His blue eyes locking onto her grey blue ones. "You know the road through the Greenwood." He said to her.

The woman let out a sigh and crossed her arms. Of course she knew the road through the Greenwood. "Yes, I do know that path well." She told Gandalf, as she uncrossed her arms. "And if Thorin Oakenshield doesn't mind that I am on this journey then I will be more than happy to help you out on this little quest." She nodded her head slightly. She wasn't about to allow dwarves wander around the Greenwood with no idea how to get out of it since it was a very long journey to get there and it took even longer to get to Erebor. "Are you certain that King Thranduil will allow this?"

"You know that Thranduil will not allow it."

The woman shook her head. "Of course he wouldn't. Nor would his son Legolas. They are very protective of the Greenwood and they do not trust the dwarves."

"But they do trust you." He said pointing out the obvious answer that he knew already.

"Of course they trust me. I am their kin. They will not take kindly to me helping them."

Gandalf nodded his head knowing that it was true. "But you will help them?"

"Yes, I will help them. I never did like how King Thranduil handled what happened at Erebor. He made the dwarves dislike us even more."

Gandalf smiled. "You truly are your father's daughter. You are willing to look past what the dwarves are."

She looked up at him. "I am, but everyone deserves to have a home Gandalf. This is why I am doing. King Thranduil should have helped, but he was afraid of facing the wrath of a dragon. He would have been able to help kill the dragon."

"So you understand how dangerous this is if the dragon awakens."

She nodded her head. "Yes, if the Dark Lord Sauron is still alive and not destroyed then a dragon will be of great use to him." She grabbed onto the necklace that she had that matched her sister's. She took a deep breath. "Where do I have to be?"

"The Shire. At Bag-End." Gandalf told her.

"When?"

"April 26, 2941." He said giving her the day that she needed to be in the Shire by. "It will be in the evening."

"Less than a year then." She said softly.

"Yes. Aranduriel you are doing a wonderful thing."

"I will be there Gandalf. I am certain that my father will not be none too pleased if he finds out that I am doing this. He would not think that this would be wise."

"Your father will know nothing about it."

"I know unless we end up coming here on the quest. I am sure then he will not approve." She shook her head and began to pace. "I will see you in the Shire on April 26."

"You be safe out in the wild."

Aranduriel nodded her head. "I know Gandalf. I will be. My brothers and father taught me well. I will be able to handle anything in the wild."

"I know you will. I will see you there in the Shire then." He said, as he clamped his hand on her shoulder.

Aranduriel nodded her head. "I will see you then Gandalf." She said before turning away from him to go back into the library and teach Estel the lesson that she was giving the nine year old. She opened the door and walked in and saw Lindir was helping Estel with his studies.

Lindir looked up and noticed the look of concern and worry in her eyes. "My lady what did Mithrandir want to speak to you about?" He asked not sure if he had asked her the right question.

Aranduriel looked at him. "It is nothing to worry about Lindir." She told him. She really didn't want to tell Lindir what her and Gandalf had talked about due to the fact that Lindir would possibly tell her father about the conversation. She would have to leave at the dead of night to make sure that she was not caught by any of her people when she would start on the travel. She had a few months to plan this out and be prepared to begin her journey. She would have to leave when the ground had snow upon it. It would make the journey perilous for her and she knew it. She knew that she was going to have to travel on foot so no one would know that she had gone.

Lindir bowed his head in respect to her. "I will take my leave now my lady."

Aranduriel watched Lindir walk out of the room. "Sorry Lindir." She whispered in elvish as the door closed. She could not tell him what it was all about. It would be too dangerous and she would get into a lot of trouble and she didn't want that. She wanted to help Thorin Oakenshield and perhaps this would mend the bridge that was broken by Thranduil. She could only hope that it would because she never quite understood the reasoning behind it and she had lived long enough to know better. She sat down next to Estel and began to help him with his studies again. At least she got a little bit more time with Estel now before she had to begin her journey.

"Ara…"

Aranduriel looked down at the small nine year old boy. "Yes, Estel?"

Estel looked up at her with big curious blue eyes as his long dark hair fell into them."What did the wizard man want?" He asked curiously looking up at the woman who was like a sister to him.

Aranduriel couldn't help, but laugh lightly. Of course Estel would be curious about Gandalf and what had happened between them. "Nothing to worry about Estel. It is something that I have to deal with alright?" She whispered to him as she kissed the top of his head.

A smile came to Estel's face. He knew that Aranduriel would tell him if he was meant to know what had happened. "He seemed nice."

"Yes, he is a very nice man." Aranduriel told him with a smile patting Estel on the top of the head. "Let's get back to your studies before my father punishes the both of us for you not having them finished by the time that he comes back from his scouting trip." She slid the book that was in front of him over to her to see how far he had gotten in the book before she had to go off and talk to Gandalf. She went back to teaching Estel what her father had asked her to do so.

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Wheew it took me a bit to have this all written out. Which is surprising that this is probably one of the longest chapters that I have ever written in a long time. Almost 4000 words or now it is I am not sure. This is three days worth of typing and I am glad that I didn't lose the idea of Lord Elrond having a second daughter and having her join in on this quest to Erebor. Hopefully I do not fail in this because I love writing and I don't want to lose my inspiration to write. Because that is all that I think I am good at. Don't worry you will get more information on what Aranduriel looks like. Maybe I will have someone draw her up that is a talented artist so everyone has an idea of what she looks like since I am not a very good artist myself at least I think so. I am more of an animator and not a real life person drawer.

Yes she knows Legolas and Thranduil. Also did any of you notice what I had put into the story? Anyone? What is Aranduriel wearing? If you can guess it then kudos to you that means you were paying attention to what you read. I decided that I am going to ask a few questions throughout this story. Just like this one. If you can give me the right answer that means you were really paying attention. It will give me a peace of mind that they didn't just skim through most of it. I tend to have a lot of people skim through my stories.

And yes if you noticed that she know Estel aka Aragorn it is a very important part of this story. I haven't decided if this will go clear up through the Lord of the Rings trilogy or not yet. I am hoping that it will make it that far. I haven't really decided who she should be paired off with just yet. I was thinking one of the Durins between Thorin, Kili, and Fili. I will be holding a poll I think that might be the best idea to have to see who she should be paired off with. It might take me a bit to get the next chapter up seeing the fact that I have to read the script watch the movie and type all at once I don't think I will be able to get the next chapter up in a week. So let me know what you think of this first chapter. I would like at least a few reviews so I know how I am doing. I am just hoping that it isn't too choppy with what I wrote so far. Please note that there might be flashbacks in this story quite often. I hoped you all enjoyed the first chapter and I will be updating as soon as I can with the next chapter. Until next time.