Beautiful Daughter of The Fay

by writermom44

Adara was exiled to Middle Earth by her Faerie mother Aralea Ondine after her human father died in battle. She hoped Adara would fare better than in Upper Earth. As she grows her enchantments become stronger. She is sweet, kind and compassionate, but also an angel of death in a fight. Even with her powers, can she help and protect Thorin and his followers. Will she find true love.

1. Chapter 1

Prologue:

A child from a far away land was found in the wild lands of Middle Earth. The Dunedain man picked the child up and sat her before his elvin friend.

"Where do you think she comes from Haldir?" Strider the Dunedain asked his lifelong friend as he mounted his own horse.

"I know not. She is not elf, dwarf nor full man. Definitely not a Halfling. She is a mystery, perhaps the Lady of Light would recognize her race." Haldir stated as he held the tiny girl child sweetly, already mesmerized by her beauty. "She could have been an Elven child, she is so fair." He smiled at the now sleeping lass, his heart breaking from her beauty. "Sleep my Winter Blossom." They rode on, his Dunedain friend in the lead, the twin Elven Princes, sons of Elrond next in line. After several hours they entered the lands of Rohan, and traveled on toward Lothlorien. It took several weeks to get to Lothlorien. The child barely made a noise, she toddered around when they stopped for water or food. She played with Strider the Dunedain, and he laughed happily when she tried to pick up his sword. He whittled her a wooden sword and she soon was running about fighting her shadow. The twins taught her how to spar, and she learned quickly. She was their beam of sunshine. The Twins named her Adara, which means Fire. As they drew closer to their destination, the men felt sad that she would be taken from them. But they had no right keeping her in the wilderness.

They soon drew close to Lothlorien and their return was hailed. A celebration was made and the Lady of Light took the small child by the hand and walked with her. The child was very graceful and intelligent. Galadriel could feel something a kin to this child. She was not of Middle Earth, nor was she fully of the Race of Man. After talking to Celeborn, they decided that the child was of a race of Immortals from a distant part of Earth, Upper Earth. Her people were known as the Fay. Though her mother was of the Fay, her father of Man. Apparently she was abandoned and some magical chance brought her here to Middle Earth. She will grow more beautiful with each passing season and more powerful each and every day. Her charms will be many, her beauty of course, her hair, which never stops growing, can be used as a protection, her intelligence is that of the Elven race, she learns very quickly. Her life span seems to be that of the Dunedain and the Dwarves, but she might live even longer still. Her other charm is her heart, she is very sweet and kind. Her eyes are like pools of the sea, drawing men in to them, although women are not immune, her sweet nature is the downfall of women. Her other charm, is her ferocious loyalty. She will grow into a warrior of strength and honor.

As Celeborn and Galadriel returned the child to her rescuers, they smiled and told them all they had learned. Strider was amazed even more by the child than before. Knowing that she was only on the side of good. Haldir, took the child in his arms and embraced her to him. She touched his face with her hand and smiled. "Haldir, my father?" Adara stated, bringing a rare sheen of a tear to Haldir's eye. The Twin sons of Elrond came to their ward.

She smiled. "My uncles." She cooed. They smiled and patted her gently. Then she ran to Strider and raised her arms to him. "My brother." The young Dunedain nearly burst into tears. His hard life had left him an orphan very early with no siblings of his own, he was taken in by Elrond and raised with his twin sons. Galadrial and Celeborn looked at one another. "She is very clever. She will never be without a protector."

"Where should she be raised? Who can we find to be her mother and father." Haldir asked Celeborn and Galadriel.

"Perhaps in Rohan, give her to a couple with no children, she will far outlive them, but she will be safe. Your group can visit her often on your travels."

So the beautiful child was taken to Rohan, a couple without children volunteered to take the beauty into their quaint home. There she was raised with love and care, but very little luxury. She loved her family very much, but when she turned the age of fifteen in the sight of man, actually she had been with the couple for nearly fifty years.

Her adopted parents were getting very old. Soon they no longer woke in the morning. Strider and the twins helped her bury her parents and asked her to join them, but she wanted to stay on her farm. They returned often to visit her, as did Haldir.