Disclaimer: I do not own J.R. Tolkein's Lord of the Rings trilogy or his characters. I only own my own characters created for this fanfiction.

Note: I don't know enough elvish to write it so anything that is spoken in Sindarin will be in italics and bold.


Chapter 2

Twinkling laughter could be heard throughout Lothlorien as a young elleth (1) ran through the trees and dodging other elves. Though at the age of 500, the young elleth looked like she was five. Chasing her was a slightly older elleth, who looked to be around fifteen but was really 1500 in years.

"You better run faster, Eldarwen!" The older elleth giggled.

Eldarwen only laughed harder as her little legs tried to carry her faster. In the past 500 years, Eldarwen had grown splendidly under the close watch of her grandparents. And recently, Arwen Undomiel came to Lorien for a visit and to hide from the growing evil of Mordor. At her first meeting of the young elleth, Arwen instantly grew attached to Eldarwen and vice versa. The two became very close over the past few months, acting as if they were actual sisters.

Suddenly, Eldarwen picked up speed as she smiled even more, spotting a familiar face.

"RUMIL!" Eldarwen went bowling into a tall elf, nearly toppling him over if it wasn't for his own strength.

Rumil laughed as Eldarwen hid behind his legs. "What is it, little one? Who are you running from?"

"Arwen!" she laughed.

Rumil looked up as Arwen lightly jogged up to them, and bowed to the Evenstar of Rivendell.

"That is not fair, Eldarwen! If you hide behind Rumil, then how will I ever catch you?" Arwen teased lightly.

Eldarwen held onto Rumil tighter, almost about to collapse from laughing too much. Around her 100th birthday, her grandparents had told her what had become of her parents. Her father, one of the Lorien guards, died in battle. Her mother died giving birth to her as she was on her way to visit her sister in Imladris. It was Rumil who had brought her back to the safety of the forest and her grandparents. Ever since then, Rumil has kept an eye on Eldarwen, loving her like the little sister he never had, what with him being the youngest.

At that moment, Eldarwen was lifted from behind Rumil by strong hands and cradled against a firm chest. Eldarwen turned to meet a similar pair of blue eyes.

"And what do we have here?" the newcomer smiled, his eyes twinkling.

"Haldir!" Eldarwen squealed as she was lifted high in the air. She then saw Orophin standing off to the side and smiled even wider.

It was natural the Rumil's older brothers would take to the young elleth. They could always be found on their day offs from patrol in a clearing with the little one braiding flowers into her golden hair or making floral crowns to rest on her little head. They had unofficially adopted her as their younger sister. Eldarwen was beloved to all in Lorien.

An ellon (2) walked up to the group. From his attire, he was part of the patrolling guards. Putting his right fist over the left of his chest, the ellon bowed towards the group.

"My Lords and Ladies. Lady Galadriel requests the presence of Ladies Arwen and Eldarwen."

Arwen nodded and opened her arms for Eldarwen. Understanding, Haldir gave Eldarwen a brother peck on her forehead before handing her over to Arwen. With her little cousin in her arms, Arwen followed the ellon until they reached her grandmother's talan. The ellon bowed once more before leaving.

"You wished to see us, grandmother?" Arwen asked as she put Eldarwen down.

Galadriel smiled and nodded. Eldarwen wordlessly trotted over to her grandmother whom picked her up and placed her on her knee. Arwen walked over and sat down next to Galadriel on the bench.

"How are you liking it here in Lothlorien, Arwen?" Galadriel asked.

"It is lovely. I have been keeping little Eldarwen company." Arwen smiled.

"That is good. But that is not why I have called you today. Arwen, I am told you have inherited my foresight. Just like Eldarwen here." Galadriel stated.

Arwen nodded in confirmation.

"I will be training you in how to utilize this ability. But it is up to you how you will use it and how to interpret it." Galadriel instructed.

"What about me, grandmother? Will I get to learn with Arwen?" Eldarwen asked.

"Yes, little one." Galadriel chuckled.

-1500 years later-

Arwen stayed in Lorien for a few hundred years before Galadriel deemed it fine for her to return to Imladris. Her departure was linked to a promise that she would visit soon to see Eldarwen. But instead of Arwen going to Lorien, a few years later, Eldarwen made a trip to Imladris on her 1000th birthday. There, she met Arwen's two brothers, Elrohir and Elladan. They twins took an instant liking to her. After a brief visit, Eldarwen went back to Lorien where she started taking lessons on how to use the bow and sword with Haldir, Orophin, and Rumil.

As her skills with the bow and sword grew, so did her ability in foresight. Which brings the tale to now, as Eldarwen woke up in her bed, sweaty and gasping for air. Her eyes were dilated as her body shivered not due to the cold, but due to fear. A fear she had never felt before as the image of a giant red eye blazed in her mind.

Eldarwen quickly kicked off her covers and put on her light silver slippers. Wearing only a floor-length white nightgown, she grabbed a cloak on her way out. As she glided down the stairs from her talan, she fastened the beige cloak around her shoulders. Her steps faltered a bit as she tried to get to her grandmother's talan as quickly as possible. When she reached her destination, she sighed in some relief.

"Grandmother! Grandmother!" Eldarwen cried.

Galadriel walked in the main hall from a side hallway followed by Celeborn.

"What is it child?" Celeborn asked.

"I…I saw something…" Eldarwen stutted.

Galadriel instantly knew what her granddaughter was talking about. Having the ability to read minds, Galadriel saw the red eye of fire and sighed sadly.

'So it is almost time…' Galadriel thought.

"My dear Eldarwen. I know what it is you saw." Galadriel whispered.

"This vision scares me so, grandmother. I know not what to do…" Eldarwen muttered.

"Do not worry for I have seen this, too. In a few weeks time, your uncle, Elrond, will host a council of Middle Earth. Representatives from all races are to attent." Celeborn announced and hinted.

"To decide the fate of the one ring…?" Eldarwen asked.

Ever since the one ring was found, Eldarwen has been having premonitions of the ring's path. And knowing what is going on to their world, she could not help but feel to offer any aid she could.

"What is your decision, dear one?" Galadriel asked, a knowing smile already making itself known.

"…I will go to Uncle Elrond's council as a representative of Lothlorien." Eldarwen decided.

"Very well. We will have Rumil and Orophin escort you. Unfortunately, Haldir is needed here to mind the boundaries." Celeborn said.

Eldarwen smiled, feeling more reassured knowing her two "brothers" would accompany her on this journey.

"You will leave in a fornight. That will give you a about ten days before the council starts to get there and get settled." Celeborn nodded.

"I shall go now to inform Rumil and Orophin." Eldarwen said as she turned to leave.

The two weeks came and gone as Rumil, Orophin, and Eldarwen got ready for their trip. Rumil trained especially hard for he felt the most burdened. He still feels guilty about what had happened to Eldarwen's mother and was motivated even further to protect Eldarwen. He swore to her he would make sure her passage to Imladris would be a safe one.

The time came for them to make the journey. Eldarwen was found in her talan packing her bag with extra clothing – two tunics, two leggings, and three dresses. Tying up her bag, she put it on her bed before she moved to her wardrobe. Opening the double doors, Eldarwen bent down and pulled out the bottom drawer. It revealed a sword, a silver bow, and a matching quiver full of arrows. Picking these all up, she put them next to her bag before changing. She donned an ivory colored riding dress that had laces going up the bodice.

Her golden tresses were twisted up in an updo with a few strands hanging down framing her face. She had a silver circlet that had twists and turns wrapping around her head before cresting at her forehead, revealing her noble birth.

She then grabbed the sword and strapped it to a brown leather belt which then wrapped around her slim waist, coming to rest about the top of her hips. Over her outfit, she put on her beige cloak that had slits for where she clipped on her quiver. Eldarwen then strapped her bow next onto her back next to her quiver. Finally she grabbed her pack, put on her brown leather boots, and made her way down the stairs. At the bottom, Orophin and Rumil stood waiting for her, each with their own respective packs and weapons. They were bothed dressed identically in the Lorien guards armor.

"Ready?" Orophin asked.

Eldarwen only nodded before they set off to the stables for their horses. Orophin's was a brown steed with white spots. Rumil's was a grey steed with one single white spot on the forehead. While Eldarwen's was a pure white mare.

"Eldarwen." Someone called her before they mounted.

Eldarwen turned to see her grandparents followed by Haldir standing a bit behind her. Eldarwen went up to them and gave each a long hug.

"Be careful on your journey." Haldir whispered.

"I will." She whispered back.

"May the blessings of the Valar go with you." Celebor whispered, kissing her forehead.

"Hold to hope, little one. And know that Lorien will always be your home." Galadriel smiled softly. "And send my regards to dear Arwen."

"Yes, grandmother." Eldarwen smiled.

With a last goodbye, Eldarwen mounted her horse and the three made their way to Imladris. It was silent at first, for all three didn't want to leave their home. Eldarwen especially. The trip took a total of four days before they reached the gates of Imladris.

"Greetings, dear friends!" a voice shouted.

"It's about time you three got here!" another, but identical, voice yelled as well.

The three travelers looked down the road to see the twins of Lord Elrond standing at the gates. Eldarwen smiled brightly as she got off her horse and ran towards the twins. They both enveloped her in a hug.

"Oh, how good it is to see you! I have longed to come visit you two, Arwen, and Uncle for many years!" Eldarwen laughed.

"I see you have been well enough without us, little one!" Elrohir teased.

Eldarwen laughed and lightly punched him in the arm. It was then that Orophin and Rumil approached them.

"My friends! It has been a while!" Elladan smiled.

"Yes, it has been a while! I hope you have fared well these past centuries?" Rumil smiled.

The boys embraced each other in a brotherly hug.

"We are here to be guides for those who are attending the council. Shall we get going? My Lady?" Elrohir smirked.

Eldarwen only laughed at his silly antics before looping her arm through his offered arm. Elladan grabbed the reigns to her mare and the five made their way to the House of Elrond. Upon passing under the archway, Eldarwen was greeted by a hug.

"Eldarwen! Oh how I have longed to see you!"

Eldarwen recognized her immediately without even getting a look of her face.

"Arwen! I have missed you as well!" Eldarwen chuckled.

"Where is my hug, Eldarwen?"

Eldarwen looked up to see a man with dark hair and a beard. He had raggedy clothes with a sword strapped to his side.

"Estel! I should have known you would be here!" Eldarwen smiled as she enveloped him in a hug as well.

Estel, or otherwise known as Strider or Aragorn, had met Eldarwen when she had come to visit Arwen a few years back. Though they did not spend much time together, they have become very close. Eldarwen instantly saw the relationship between Estel and Arwen and there was no denying that they were the perfect pair.

"Have you come for the council?" Aragorn asked.

"Yes. I am here to represent Lothlorien on behalf of grandfather and grandmother." Eldarwen said on a more grim tone.

"Enough of that. Let's get you settled in. Dinner will be a feast for all the representatives here for the council." Arwen smiled.

"Oh that would be lovely. But I think I shall skip dinner. The journey has been tiring and I would like to rest." Eldarwen smiled apologetically.

"Of course." Arwen smiled.

"Is Uncle in his study? I would like to greet him before I rest." Eldarwen asked.

Arwen nodded and showed her the way and left her standing in front of the doors. Eldarwen took in a breath and knocked. A muffled "come in" was heard on the other side and Eldarwen opened the door.

"Uncle." Eldarwen smiled.

Lord Elrond looked up from his desk and his eyes widened.

"Eldarwen!" Elrond smiled as he got up from behind his desk and walked towards her, pulling her into a hug in which she returned.

"I just wanted to come give you my greetings before going to rest." Eldarwen smiled as she snuggled into his arms.

"My, have you grown." He let go of her and stepped back, taking a good luck of her. "We shall speak later. You must be tired, little one. Go rest."

"I shall see you later, Uncle." With that, Eldarwen left and went to her usual room.

It was the same as always. There was a sitting room with a balcony that opened up to a wonderful view of the garden and forest. To the right was the bedroom with a single bed and a bench full of pillows underneath a window. Connecting to the bedroom was a bathroom where she saw a wash tub filled with warm water was waiting for her. Smiling, she noticed her things were already placed in her room so she stripped and slipped into the warm water. After Eldarwen washed off all the dirt and grit, she dressed into a new dress. Seeing as the sun had barely set and the moon was just rising, Eldarwen decided to go take a stroll into the garden before heading to bed.

Eldarwen sighed as she sat at her favorite bench under the tall trees. She looked about her at the peace and beauty, worried about the times to come and how this peace will be disrupted by the evil outside.

"And what, pray tell, would a lovely elleth such as yourself heave such a heavy sigh for?" A soft voice whispered, but Eldarwen still heard it all the same.

She looked to her left, where an ellon seemingly around her age walked towards her.

"For the world." She whispered back, a sad smile on her face.

The ellon walked closer. "May I?" He gestured to the empty space beside her on the bench.

Eldarwen nodded and scooted over on the bench to make room.

"I'm guess you are here to attend Lord Elrond's council." The ellon asked.

"Yes. Grandmother thought Uncle would need my insight on this council." Eldarwen said.

"Uncle…? Lord Elrond is? Then…" the ellon's eyes widened. "You are Eldarwen of Lothlorien, Lord Celebor and Lady Galadriel's other granddaughter!"

Eldarwen raised one of her brows. "I was not aware that my name would be that known. But now it seems you know who I am, but who are you?" she teased.

The ellon blushed before smiling. "Forgive me. Where are my manners? I am Legolas Thranduilion of Mirkwood." He took her hand in his and softly brushed his lips on her knuckles.

Eldarwen blushed and smiled shyly. "Ah. So it is the Prince of Mirkwood whom I am graced with the presence of currently."

"Please, there is no need for such formalities." He smiled. "Besides, you seemed like you were preoccupied with something else? If you would like, I am willing to lend an ear."

Sighing once more, Eldarwen looked off into the peaceful garden.

"The world has changed… I feel it in the water… I feel it in the earth… I smell it in the air… Much that once was is lost…" Eldarwen whispered. "There has been a growing fear in me of what is to come."

Legolas stared at her, as he too silently agreed with her words. But that thought was pushed to the back of his mind as he was entranced with how the moon's glow reflected off her ivory skin. How her golden tresses seemed to shine an ethereal glow. And how her eyes reflected the twinkling lights of the stars. She was indeed a beauty to behold, like the rumors told.

"Ah, but without fear, where would courage be? Do not lose faith. That is why we have come to Imladris for. Hope will prevail." Legolas tried to sooth her.

And surprisingly, it was working. Eldarwen could not fathom why or how, but Legolas's presence alone seemed to soothe her very soul. Seeing the moon high in the night sky, Eldarwen excused herself, retiring to her room. Legolas stared after her as she gracefully left the garden.

"Eldarwen…" Legolas smiled at how her named just rolled of his tongue as if it was always meant to.


(1) Elleth – Female elf

(2) Ellon – Male elf


Here's the second chapter! Please review!

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