A/N: First Lord of The Rings fic, so be kind. A lot of this chapter will be explained later on and what not because this is really just a taster. Enjoy this little chapter and please leave a review while you're here. :)

"My lady,"

The blonde she-elf zipped her head to the side to see who was asking for her attention. She sighed as she lowered her bow and returned the arrow to her quiver. Target practice needed to wait, it seemed.

"What is it?"

The dark haired elf who stood before her nervously shuffled on his feet while he clasped his hands tightly behind his back.

"Your lord brother requests your presence in the library. He wished for me to tell you that there is a visitor."

In a very unladylike manner, she rolled her eyes and sighed again, before brushing past the poor messenger. She did not acknowledge him any further.

After stashing her prized bow and quiver in her room and pulling on a clean pair of leather boots, she made her way down the halls of Imladris, turning into the library and coming to a halt a few steps in. A smile graced her usually straight lips as she rushed forward into the arms of the visitor.

"Aragorn! Had I known it was you I would have been here far sooner."

The ranger laughed as he released the elf from their embrace and grasped her right forearm.

"It's good to see you, Alassiel. Tell me, why is it you and Legolas are here in Lord Elrond's house?"

"I would ask the very same of you, Estel."

Aragorn narrowed his eyes with a playful smirk and turned to Alassiel's twin brother.

"How is this haven still standing with you two and Elladan and Elrohir residing in such close quarters? I believe there is a reason why King Thranduil keeps you on different sides of Middle Earth."

Legolas smiled at Aragorn. "Our friends are not here at the moment, I'm afraid. They are out with the guard. There is unrest throughout the land."

His eyes quickly slid to Alassiel's and back. This was not lost on Aragorn, but he chose not to say anything. He would bring it up at a later time.

"I am here on business from our father. My sister is here as she served as part of our guard."

"Some of us are simply not built for politics," she quipped, giving Legolas a look.

"And some of us are also not built for conversation."

She glared at him, challenging him to say more. However, Aragorn broke her concentration when he stood beside both of them and rest a hand on each of their shoulders.

"I have missed you my friends. It is good to see you both in one place."

Later that night, as all were feasting, Alassiel found herself on one of the high balconies, overlooking the stream and the wood. The stars were shining particularly bright that night, reflecting off the water and creating a pool of lights. She smiled to herself as she leaned against the wooden banister, and let herself drift off into her own thoughts. That was, until she felt a presence behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see Aragorn standing a few feet away, studying the sky as well.

"I find it strange," he began, slowly walking up to stand beside her. "That although this is the same night sky I see when I look up when in the north, or anywhere else; it is always far more beautiful when I am standing here, in Imladris."

Alassiel moved her gaze down to the lush green grass and nodded.

"It is the same for I. You'll surely find me up here whenever there is a clear night. It reminds me that my love is not just for the woods, as all my kin, but also the sky. I believe that perhaps, there is something magical about the stars. Whether or not that makes me sound foolish, I do not care."

She felt his hand on her arm and so turned to look up at his face; now clean of its recent dirt and grime.

"You will not be a fool alone," he said, giving her a small smile, before turning away and frowning down the nature below them. "I am leaving tomorrow morning."

Alassiel's head shot up.

"What? But you have only just arrived! Take a moment's rest, Estel! You are not as invincible as you believe yourself to be."

He shook his head and took her wrists in his large and calloused hands.

"There is a task I have been called for. It is urgent and it cannot wait. I should not have even stopped here. It is of great importance, Alassiel. Worry not, we'll meet again soon. Surely you've learnt by now that we meet in the most unexpected places. It won't be too long, I promise you that."

She raised an eyebrow and looked unconvinced. Sadly, she knew he was right and so she sighed a third time that day and pulled her wrists from his grasp.

"If you insist. However, there must not be a scratch on you next time we see each other. You still owe me that spar that you promised all those months ago."

"I have not forgotten."

"Good. Now go, sleep. I will see you off in the morning and you better have had a good night's sleep."

Aragorn smiled as he bowed his head and looked up into her eyes. "As you wish, my lady."

Alassiel stared after him as he left. Next time she would meet him, it would most certainly be unexpected.