1 Just a thought… what if another elf joined the Fellowship? I'll keep posting if people like it. ^_^ Oh, and I have no idea if this is going to turn into a romance or not. ^^;

Disclaimer: I own Calenréiel, Quelletil, and a box of LotR cards. ^^ All the other characters and places belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.

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3 Prologue

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5 ~Tap, tap, tap…~ A pretty female elf dashed lightly down the corridors of Rivendell. Her hair was dark brown, almost black, and tied back in braids. Her eyes were a dark, deep purple. She was slender, in the manner of elves, and clothed in a lavender dress that fell to just above the floor, covering her matching slippers. Arriving at her destination, she stopped, a large set of double doors standing in front of her, intricately carved. She knocked, quietly, but the one inside heard her anyway; elves have spectacular senses.

"Lady Calenréiel?"

"Lord Elrond…" She bowed. "I have just come to tell you that Arwen is arriving… with the hobbit."

The wise elf nodded. "Very well."

Calenréiel stepped aside to let the elf lord pass. She watched him leave, striding down the stone stairs towards the entrance of Rivendell.

"Lady Calenréiel?"

"My, my, déjà vu!" The elven maiden turned. "Quelletil, hi."

Quelletil smiled, "What's going on?" He was a cute elf, with dark brown hair and sparkling emerald eyes. Calenréiel had known him a few hundred years, and they were good friends.

"Arwen has arrived with Bilbo's nephew… you know, the one with the Ring…" She whispered the last word, as if afraid the Dark Lord might appear if she uttered it too loudly.

He nodded, "So that's it…"

"So what are you doing down in Lord Elrond's quarters, anyway?"

Quelletil blushed. "I, um, saw you headed down here…"

"Oh ho!" Calenréiel grinned. "What, you're stalking me, now?"

"No, no!" His face darkened a few shades.

"Relax, Quelletil. I'm just giving you a hard time. Come on, let's go. I only came here to talk to Lord Elrond…"

The other elf nodded, and the two friends walked off down the hall.