Chapter One

Nineteen years passed since Eleniel has gained her gift. Those nineteen years passed in peace. In those nineteen years she grew into a young beautiful Elleth. She had to the small of her back long wavy chocolate hair, heart shaped face, big stormy grey innocent eyes surrounded by long and thick black eyelashes; full rose-like lips, fairly tall with pale complexion and curves.

She acted a lot like her parents. She surprised everyone with her great patience. At first impression she might seem mature for her age but she still has the heart of child. What did amaze everyone was that she was daring and grew up practicing with swords and daggers. Her mother disapproved slightly but could not help but be amused whenever she tried to sneak out and came back covered in mud with some bruises.

From the first look it would seem like she had everything and anything she wanted. And more than once she tried to explain that she doesn't. She wanted to be able to explore Middle Earth. She wanted her family to finally be whole. But all of that is just a wish, a dream. Right?

A ray of golden sunlight streamed through the crystal windows and shone brightly on a young girl's face. Murmuring curses in Sinadrin, she lazily rolled over before opening her eye lids revealing calm stormy grey eyes which belonged to no other than Eleniel Undomiel. She slowly sat up looking around her room, it was quiet simple really. She had baby blue walls, cream carpet, a big detailed with gold pattern crystal full length mirror that reflected her perfectly as she looked around her room and a dark patterned wardrobe all the way from Mirkwood. Of course she can't forget the balcony with silk see through curtains and a view of the whole Rivendell. The curtains flapped softly as the smell of woods filled Eleniel's room thorough the open balcony crystal clear door. Eleniel suddenly jumped out of her bed her mind swirling with happiness as she remembered that not only her mother is coming back but so is her father. Just like every other two years. She walked over to her wardrobe and picked out a random dress which was dark navy blue with red lining and scruffy loose bell white sleeves. She quickly put on her black flats and brushed through her long thick brown hair putting it into a bun with some loose strands caressing her face.

"Princess Eleniel," the door opened and in the doorway stood Meredith, one of the maids of Rivendell. Meredith was a young girl about two hundred years old and was very pretty. Her raven black hair was tied in a high ponytail and her shining blue eyes swirled with storms. She was a sweet girl but her shyness always got in the way of makings friends. Not like it was proper to be friends with a Princess anyway.

"Your mother has requested for you to join her in the healing room," Eleniel nodded grinning at the young maid.

"Thank you Meredith," Meredith smiled back and bowed before walking out, closing the door soundlessly after her. Eleniel sighed and put on her tiara, she really hated that thing. She didn't believe in status no matter how much her grandfather disapproved of it. She walked down the familiar gold corridors stopping at a chestnut color swirled patterned door. She turned the gold knob entering a medium sized room, inside her mother, grandfather and Gandalf the Grey were waiting all looking worried. Eleniel looked at the bed which was occupied by a small hobbit with pale eyes gasping for breath. Eleniel quickly walked over to him looking at the black wound, losing her smile instantly.

"What happened?" Asked Eleniel looking at her mother.

"He was stabbed by a Morgul blade. We tried to heal him but he's too far."

"What's his name?"

"Frodo," Eleniel nodded and placed her soft, smooth hand gently on the hobbit's sweaty forehead closing her eyes.

"(Frodo come back to the light. The blade's power has been broken. Come back to the light.)"A bright light shone from Eleniel's hand making Gandalf, Elrond and Arwen look away. Eleniel kept her eyes closed and very slowly she guided her pale hand to hold his shoulder tightly, while murmuring under her breath. Frodo began to squirm around and yelling to get away, feeling the fire in his shoulder burning his blood. He tried to desperately get out of her grip but she pinned his shoulder down, her words coming out faster in a hurry, sounding like a big jumble of words. His scream finally echoed throughout the room as she let go, a mere scar left in the place of the wound. Eleniel slowly got up and smiled faintly at her family before hitting the ground, darkness over taking her vision.

"Is she going to be alright?" A voice called out. She stirred lightly before gripping the soft sheets beneath her which confused her to no ends, the last thing she remembered was hitting the ground after she assisted in healing one of the hobbits. Frodo! Bright light punched her eyes as her eyelids fluttered open, groaning lightly she sat up and only then she realized she was on a small couch beside the bed Frodo was occupying.

"What happened?" She asked, her thoughts all over the place as she looked at three worried faces. Her mother looked slightly relieved when Eleniel opened her eyes as Elrond and Gandalf relaxed completely.

"You used a lot of your energy and power to heal Frodo and, by the looks of it, your body could not handle it very well. Nevertheless, I am very proud of you Eleniel; Frodo's wound is now a mere scar, however you should learn not to push your limits," Eleniel smiled tightly at Elrond as she got up from the small couch, taking a small glance outside in the process.

"Is father here yet?" She asked ignoring her grandfather's protests. Arwen smirked at her daughter before replying.

"He will arrive shortly, why don't you go to the front courtyard and wait for him?" She didn't even give it a second though before she rushed out to the door calling out apologies to the maid she bumped into.

When Eleniel did come into the yard a bunch of elflings pulled her into a game which was she more than happy to take part in. She reached out her arms and tried to follow the laughter and calls they made towards her as a blindfold cut off her eyesight. Horse hooves sound tapped at her eardrums but ignored it and continued to blindly wander around in circles, her laughter mixing with others. Finally she reached out and touched someone's face when she realized the person was taller than her, quickly she took of her blindfold and met his amused gaze.

"Father!" She reached around his waist crushing him in a hug not caring how he smelled or looked like.

"I missed you too Ellie," a soft smiled reached her face when in addition he kissed her head before pulling away; no one has been allowed to call her Ellie except for her father. It was not only that he came up with it but also because it was something just for him.

"Mother is in the healing room," Eleniel said pointedly staring at him. Aragorn grinned and kissed her head once more before muttering.

"I promise we'll catch up later," she smiled and pushed him towards the entrance to the house of Elrond.

"I know, now go," Eleniel then turned to the elflings who wore innocent looks.

"Who's next?"