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He entered the palace and rushed past the guards. He arrived in his Father's room quickly and entered after a hasty knock.
Thrainduil looked up from his reading.
"What is it, Legolas?" he asked as he got up.

"I have found this little one out in the woods," Legolas said, and uncovered the baby.

Thrainduil took her from him, and looked at her in shock as he felt the same power that Legolas had felt earlier. His eyes drifted to the amulet and he gently held it up with one hand, as he held the baby in his arms.

"She can't be," Thrainduil said softly.

"What?" Legolas asked.

"A Chosen, what could she be doing here?" Thrainduil murmured to himself.

"Father, what do you mean?" Legolas asked.

"This is hard to explain, Legolas, but she seems to be of a nature that many have forgotten. You know the elements, do you not?" Thrainduil asked.

"Of course, fire, water, wind, and earth," Legolas said, confused.

"There is also one other that is usually split in two, and that is spirit. But this is not the time to discuss that. The Chosen are six born to protect and control the elements they were born with. Usually their powers are passed from them to their children. This child should not have any true power until after the parent that was a Chosen is dead. Which means..." Thrainduil trailed off, his eyes grave.

He handed the baby back to Legolas.
"She is your responsibility, Legolas. You must raise her and keep her safe. For even if the Dark Powers get a hold of just her, we will all be doomed if we lose just one," Thrainduil said, handing her back to Legolas.

"Can you trust me with her?" Legolas asked.

"I trust you better then I trust myself," Thrainduil said.

"I believe I should know more about my responsibility, and what should I name her?" Legolas asked, slightly startled by his Father's comment.

"I cannot answer your question on her. Only Mithrandir can answer them. As to her name, I believe that since you are raising her, it is your right to chose her name," Thrainduil said.

Legolas looked down into the soft blue eyes of the baby girl in his arms. They reminded him of the clear pools that he had seen on his journeys. He wondered if that was an element, water, and a very strong force indeed. He knew he had to guard this little one with his life for the sake of Middle Earth, but also because he felt something stirring in his heart. He had no clue what it could be, except affection and that made up his mind.

"Mîl Lanthir, that will be her name," Legolas said.

"That is a wise choice, my son. Hopefully Mithrandir will come and answer our questions," Thrainduil said.

"I do hope so," Legolas said softly.