A girl about the age of 8 stood at the end of a beautiful white ship, looking at the horizon, across the sea. She had just left the Undying Lands, the land of her birth. She didn't want to leave it yet here she is now, sailing the sea and into Middle-Earth. She looked at it one more time then turned to one of the Princes of the Vanyar Elves, who had been watching her stare dreamily across the sea.
"Tell me why we must leave the Undying Lands again, ada?" she said
Prince Tulcavaryar smiled at his daughter and took her into his arms. "We leave the Undying Lands because we are once again needed in Middle-Earth to fight the evil that is growing." He paused, looking at his daughter's eyes as she started playing with his golden hair. "Although we pledged long ago to stay at the foot of Taniquetil, we can not just ignore our brothers' need. Your great grandfather, My Lord Ingwe, and Manwe agreed that our people should help. Manwe, together with Varda, were quite disappointed but we left with their blessings, Varya."
"Varda," repeated Varya. A smile always appeared when she heard Varda, the Queen of Stars' name. "She is so beautiful, ada. She has such a soft and gentle glow but it shines brightly."
"Yes, I recalled first seeing Varda. And my jaw nearly dropped," he chuckled.He kissed Varya's fair forehead and said "Now of you go. Your bother, Raumion, might be looking for you."
"Yes, ada," she smiled sweetly to her father and kissed him in the cheek.
Varya found her brother below deck, just starting to look for her. Prince Raumion was with their cousins Turo, Erunotuva and Nessimelde.
"Where have you been, dear sister?" he asked.
"At the end of the ship," she replied.
"Again?" Turo asked with a chuckle.
"Of course, brother," smiled Nessimelde. "Just look at her dreamy eyes and wind-blown hair. And besides, where else?"
Varya blushed.
"No need to be embarrassed, princess," smiled Erunotuva. He patted her back. "We all miss home."
"There is no need for titles here, Erunotuva," Varya chuckled. "We are all princes and princesses here so don't bother."
"Well it does fit you," her brother said.
But Varya wasn't listening. She heard a far away voice calling her. Varya… Varya…
