Here's the second chapter! Sorry it took a little while for me to update, I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: LOTR...definitely not mine, nope, none of it. The song of Luthien and Beren is by JRR Tolkien. The second song/poem I wrote.

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Okay, for some odd reason when I uploaded it all the quotation marks and some other things were randomly changed into question marks. I tried to get rid of them all but if I missed some I sowwy.

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When my father stood all the elves fell silent, waiting for him to speak. The beautiful voice of my daughter has not filled these halls for many a night. I wish for her to sing us a song, he smiled warmly at me and I gave a shy smile.

"What do you wish me to sing Ada?" I asked quietly.

"The song of your ancestors, the song of Luthien and Beren."

Had I taken a moment to think about it, I would have realized why he wanted me to sing that particular song. Instead, like the innocent daughter that I am, I began without realizing what he was getting me into.

The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.
Tinuviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering.

I noticed everyone was smiling pleasantly but there was something about the song that was nagging at me.

There Beren came from mountains cold,
And lost he wandered under leaves,
And where the Elven-river rolled.
He walked along and sorrowing.
He peered between the hemlock-leaves
And saw in wonder flowers of gold
Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
And her hair like shadow following.

Wait a moment...

Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam;
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.

For some reason it was starting to sound familiar?and it was not because I had heard it before.

He heard there oft the flying sound
Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Or music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
And one by one with sighing sound
Whispering fell the beechen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.

Perhaps I had only been imagining it?

He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.

When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven-flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.

Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinuviel! Tinuviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinuviel
That in his arms lay glistening.

(Poem by: JRR Tolkien; The Fellowship of the Ring)

My voice was beginning to tremble and I could feel the corners of my eyes start to sting. Try as I might I could not avoid looking at Estel's face. He looked calm but I could see in his eyes a look of disbelief and hurt. No doubt he believed that I had picked it and was trying to subliminally tell him something. Of all the things my father had ever done to punish me this had to be the most humiliating of them all.

The smart thing to have done would have been to keep on singing and pretend that I had nothing was wrong?instead I choked out an apology to the baffled listeners and walked out of the Hall?actually it was more like I stormed out of the Hall. My father often told me that my fury was that of a thunder storm in the way that it would roll in slowly, blossom into a roiling rage, and then slowly dissipate. Right now it was still at the first part. I could here him continuing the song for me and I slammed into a beautifully carved wooden column with vines wrapping their perfectly formed flowers around it. I gave a frustrated cry and then, I am ashamed to say, ripped a large portion of the vines and flowers off and threw them over the balcony. I watched them float down into the darkness and the fact that they fell so slowly and gracefully made me even more enraged.

While I may have been over reacting, what my father had said when I had been singing the line, and doom fell on Tinuviel was what had really triggered the storm. He had whispered in my ear, "and doom shall fall on the Evenstar if she does not stay away from a certain human." Except instead of whispering it so only I could hear, I am sure that not only Estel heard but about half the people sitting around us.

My mind was like the sea; ideas tossed on the waves and then they each slowly sank to the bottom as I realized they were all horrible. For one thing I did not know Estel well enough to run away with him...that would be away by myself would be pointless...burning my father's new bow, purposely this time, would only result in another incoherent tirade like the first time...no good ideas except to do nothing, nothing at all, and hope that my lack of caring would infuriate my father.

A noise behind me caused me to stiffen, was it my father? Or was it Estel? Or perhaps one of my brothers coming to fetch me? Iturned and found that all of my guesses had been off...by a lot.

"Lady Arwen?" it was the elf who had spoken to me at dinner?oh great, what now? "Your father sent me to come and bring you back inside?" he faltered slightly and shifted uncomfortably. His cheeks were now a bright red and as much as I hated to admit it he was rather handsome.

"Tell him that I will be there in a moment," I said with the sweetest smile I could muster to make up for the snap of my voice.

"Well...you see milady...he said that I was to accompany you..." He was now the brightest shade of red that I had ever seen, it seemed almost unnatural.

Hmmm...I was beginning to see what my father was up too. He had sent...wait...what was his name, "Excuse me, but may I ask what your name is as it appears you know mine?"

He looked positively shocked. "My name?"

"Well...yes, your name." Who else could I have been talking to?

"My name is Amras."

So my father had sent Amras in hopes that he would win me over and would cause me to forget my "fling" with Estel. He had another thing coming if he thought that that idea would ever work. Never in a thousand years would I ever fall in love with Amras. That's what I thought at least before he turned his thoughtful grey eyes on me?thoughtful grey eyes full of shyness, determination, and kindness. Grey eyes that sucked me in and refused to let me go, until the thought of Estel's warm voice caused me to snap out of my reverie. As I had said before...no way in a thousand years would I ever fall in love with him. Wait, I could use my father's ownplan against him. This would be interesting.

It appeared my interesting plan was doomed to fail from the beginning...before I had even begun to set it in play. I had allowed Amras to escort me back to the hall and was about to begin my intricate plan when I heard Estel's voice, this time it was not because I was imagining it. He was singing a song that I did not recognize but it was beautiful.

Through the shadows of the world he traveled afar

Leaving behind a fair maiden

Ever she waited for his return

So long it had been since they last parted

He feared that he was long forgotten

The love that they had once shared gone forever

He wished only to see her lovely face one last time

It had in all the years never had it faded from his mind

If only he had not left her behind

He thought to shield her from the pain of the world

To protect her from his fate

But their hearts forever would ache

If only he could see her starlit smile

To feel her hand upon his cheek

But in his heart he new never again would he see his love

As soon as he had sat down everyone began to applaud and I with them. Even my father was giving him an approving look. I made my way towards them, Amras still by my side. Estel looked up and smiled slightly at me, when he saw my companion he began to grin. It was all quite confusing.

"Good to see you again milady," he said standing to bow. I could feel myself blushing.

"Estel, there is no need..." I murmured. He gave me a small bow of his head before seating himself once more.

"Arwen," my father beckoned me towards him.

I reluctantly obeyed and he took my hand, "I apologize for what I did, perhaps it was not necessary. However I do hope that you have learned something."

I stared at him puzzled, learn something?! The only thing I had learned was that my father was sneakier than I thought. From now on I would have to watch out for him.

"As I promised earlier there will be consequences, you can count that as one. Tomorrow morning at breakfast I will tell you what I wish for you to do as your next punishment."

"Yes father,"I managed to say with clenched teeth. If he thought he could punish me as though I were five he had another thing coming.

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