Author's Notes:Thanks to everyone who sent me a review! Waves! I think I'm going to go with a weekly update, I've written a few chapters ahead so I've got a buffer of a week or two just in case anyone is worried. Sorry this one is so short. They get longer, I promise.
Story Notes: Just pretend the dialoge is in Sindarin, okay? I know some basic stuff but nothing I could really use. I've also decided to use the elvish names for places.
"Halt! Who enters the realm of the Lady?" The voice called out from the woods around the weary travelers. Celebrían drew back her hood so that she could be recognized.
"I am Lady Celebrían, daughter of Galadriel. I travel with my children and escort to visit with the Lady." Three elves appeared before them, dressed in the grey uniforms of the marchwardens. But the middle one, a she-elf wearing the burgundy red cloak of the Captain, stepped forward.
"My apologies for the harsh welcome, my Lady, it has been some time since you last visited. I am Celegil, Captain of the Marchwardens. Allow me to lead you to the city."
"No apologies required, Captain." replied Celebrían. "Lead on."
The Captain of the Marchwardens led them to Caras Galadhon, then to the receiving hall of Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel. Both were waiting for them and they greeted their family warmly.
"Celebrían" said Galadriel "It is good to see you again, my daughter."
"Aye, it is good to be home again, mother. You look well."
Galadriel smiled and laughed softly. "Come, I will walk you to your rooms so that you may rest before the feast."
The feast that night was as enjoyable as any other in the Golden Wood, that is to say, very formal and boring in the minds of Celebrían's twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir. After dessert was served, they began to feel restless and fidgeted in their chairs. Celebrían, recognizing the dangerous effects of boredom on her sons, quickly excused them for the rest of the night.
"Oh thank the Valar." Said Elrohir as the two descended the stairs to the forest floor. "I was about to die of boredom."
"Don't be silly" replied Elladan "We both know that can't happen. Who ever heard of an elf dying of boredom?"
"I don't know but I'll tell you who could die of being a bore. The Captain of the Marchwardens, that's who. She looked so stuffy, she makes Erestor seem positively lively."
"And she kept glaring at us every time we laughed. No fun at all. Anyway, where are we going?" asked Elladan.
By this time, the twins had reached the forest floor. Elrohir looked around. "No idea. Let's just walk and see where we end up. Maybe we can find Grandmother's mirror."
"Not a good idea."
The twins spun to their right to face the Captain they had just been complaining about. Though she was actually somewhat shorter than average, she seemed to tower over the twins, such was the power of her presence. "Perhaps I could interest you in the archery fields instead."
The twins looked at each other. Why hadn't they thought of that before?
"Alright." They said
The Captain gestured for them to follow and turned on her heel. She set a brisk pace and they reached the fields very quickly. She handed them a pair of training bows and a quiver of arrows each, then sat back to watch.
Later, Celebrían stopped in her sons' rooms to say good night. They were sitting in their beds discussing the results of their impromptu archery contest.
"Archery?" asked Celebrían, feeling her eyebrow raise. The twins looked up.
"Oh yes," they gushed "The Captain of the Marchwardens found us just as we were going to go looking for Grandmother's mirror and suggested we go to the archery range instead."
"Oh really?" asked Celebrían. The twins nodded.
"Yes. It was lots of fun. We started a contest and even got the Captain to join in. Some other elves came and they all started competing. Of course we couldn't compete against them so we watched. Even Glorfindel was there."
"So that's where all the wardens disappeared to. I shall have to speak to the Captain and thank her for keeping you two out of trouble. Now go to bed!"