"What's your name?" she asked Arwen. "My name is Arwen, I'm Lord Elrond's daughter."

"Your father is a great man. I owe him a lot." She replied.

"You owe him nothing. From what I have heard, you were injured and alone, almost dead. What could we have done but healed you?"

"Turned me away, because I am different." She admitted. Arwen looked shocked, "We don't turn anyone away who needs our help. What's your name?"

"Ahsoka." "That's very pretty. Does it mean anything?" "It's a very long story, but yes, it does mean something." She admitted, blushing as red as her scarlet-orange skin would allow.

"Would you mind telling me? You don't have to, if you don't want to." Arwen asked, her voice as clean and bright as a mountain spring running its way down a rock face.

"In my language, 'soka' means one who is brave. When I was three years old, I was orphaned, my parents killed by a beast I later slaughtered. I was given a headdress, for killing the beast is seen as an act of great strength and courage. I had no family, and no name. Thus, I became known as 'A Soka, or Ahsoka, as I eventually came to go by."

Arwen was unable to speak; marveling at the girl's internal power and strength of will. "I like your language." Ahsoka said softly. "It's melodic, like a song. Would you be able to teach me some?"

Arwen looked at her curiously. "You want me to teach you Elvish?" She nodded. "Only a little bit, if you don't mind." Arwen's eyes glowed, excited. "What do you want to know how to say?"

"I want to learn how to say hello, and how are you , so I can say it when my Master walks in."

"Okay," she replied, hesitant. "Hello is Vedui' and how are you is Sut naa lle." Ahsoka thought for a moment, shutting her eyes and repeating the words in her head. "So, it's Vedui, Sut naa lle." Arwen smiled. "Great! You've got the pronunciation perfectly."

Not a moment had passed before Legolas, Aragorn , Lord Elrond, and Anakin entered the room. "Master!" Ahsoka said. "Vedui, sut naa lle?"

Immediately Aragorn, Legolas and Lord Elrond looked at her with extreme surprise.

"Mani ume lle quena?"(What did you say?) Legolas asked, immediately wondering how in the world she knew how to speak Elvish.

Ahsoka looked at Arwen for help. Arwen smiled, looked at Legolas and replied, "Lle rangwa he?" (Do you understand her?)

Legolas, Aragorn and Lord Elrond all nodded, dumbfounded.

"Where did you learn that?" Aragorn asked. Ahsoka smiled and gestured to Arwen, who waved. They all laughed. "What did she say?" Anakin asked.

"She said, 'hello, and how are you' in almost flawless Elvish, taught to her by Arwen, no doubt." He replied, shaking his head. "It took me years to learn Elvish and here she is speaking like she's lived around elves all her life."

"I'm fine Snips, and you must be feeling better if you're causing mischief." She giggled a clear sign of her return to health.

"The light has returned to her eyes, as well as the sparkle. She is definitely a quick healer." Aragorn observed.

Ahsoka stood hesitantly, despite the cautions of both Anakin and Legolas. "I'm okay. Just, still kind of sore." She could now see that she was wearing a knee length white nightgown, and that her legs and arms were covered in bandages.

"How long have I been out?" she asked. "Almost four days. You probably need to have your bandages changed, and I bet you're ready to eat, too." Lord Elrond replied.

Ahsoka nodded.

"Tula, vasa ar' yulna en i'mereth." (Come, eat and drink of the feast.) Aragorn said to her.

Ahsoka gave a knowing smile. "Of course." She said graciously. "Diola lle" (thank you)

The elves and Aragorn laughed, both at Ahsoka's smile and Anakin's look of incomprehension and utter confusion.