Hi! I finally figured out how to use my account on fanfiction! YES! Anyhoo…..for some reason I've realized that I only start writing when I'm bored. Do you think that affects my writing? :-O probably….hmmmmm

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Adlanniel stood there in utter shock as King Thranduil kissed her.

"Adar!" Legolas exclaimed with surprise. Thranduil broke away from her.

"All these years I have waited for you, and you choose now to finally reappear. I sent Meldiron to protect you, Aeroniel, how…"

He suddenly stopped as his eyes widened. He realized that the elleth in front of him was not Aeroniel.

"My lord," Adlanniel said with a small curtsy. She stared at the king with suspicion. "It seems," she said, "that you have mistaken me for my naneth." Her voice was hard.

Thranduil's eyes widened. Many emotions flickered across his face before turning blank. "Forgive me," he said. "I thought you were someone else."

"You thought I was my naneth," said Adlanniel not accusingly, but factly.

Thranduil stared at Adlanniel for a moment. Adlanniel saw a flicker of disbelief and sadness in his eyes before they turned blank. "Yes…I think it would be best if I spoke with you after dinner. I will ask Legolas to escort you to my study," Thranduil said. He was expressionless, but Adlanniel could feel his eyes studying her. Adlanniel discreetly pulled her sleeve down to hide a scar that ran up her arm

"Adar, what is going on?" said Legolas. Confusion and suspicion was glued on his face. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Hopefully we will all understand the meaning of what has occurred after dinner, once you escort….."

"Adlanniel," said Legolas.

"…Adlanniel to my study."

King Thranduil turned to face those in the room who had witnessed everything. As if nothing had just happened, he suddenly exclaimed with his strong voice, "My son is back from his adventures!" Cheers rang across the room. Adlanniel noticed that a group of prestigious guards in the corner of the room were cheering the loudest. Legolas smiled at them. As soon as it was quiet, Thranduil spoke again. "I present to you my son's companion during the end of his travels, Adlanniel who used to live near the borders of Greenwood."

Legolas smiled at her as he sat down next to the king at the head table. She tried smiling back but failed miserably.

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Legolas knocked on the door. "Adar, it is Adlanniel and I."

"Come in," a muffled voice replied.

Legolas opened the door and let Adlanniel through first. "Sit," King Thranduil said, pointing at two large chairs that were opposite to him.

"Before I answer any of your questions, I want you to do one thing for me." King Thranduil looked at Adlanniel seriously.

"Anything, my lord."

"Tell me everything about you," he demanded. This had taken Adlanniel by surprise. She didn't know where to start.

"Well…my mother is Aeroniel. She was born in Lothlorien before moving here. I am not exactly sure why. The last time I asked her she said had a friend who was in Greenwood whom she wanted to spend more time with. My father is Meldiron. He married my mother shortly after she moved here. My entire family lived in the forest. My father taught me how to fight so that we could defend ourselves from any dark creatures that would be lurking around us occasionally, and my mother taught me how to become a healer since she was a healer in Lothlorien. She knew it was something I had always wanted to be."

"May I speak to your mother and father?" Thranduil asked. His eyes were sad, but held some disbelief also.

"Her parents died in the fire I was talking to you about," Legolas said. His face was hard as he stared at his Adar. Thranduil froze.

"A fire. A fire? How could there be a fire?" Thranduil stood from his chair. His eyes were wide.

"We do not know, Adar. We are still trying to figure everything out." Thranduil sat back down looking helpless. He looked at Adlanniel who met his gaze steadily.

"A fire….What are your questions, Adlanniel?" asked Thranduil, sensing her impatience.

"How do you know my naneth?" Both Adlanniel and Legolas stared at Thranduil with the same intensity. Thranduil sighed.

"I was her…..friend." Legolas laughed a dry laugh.

"I saw that when you kissed Adlanniel, thinking she was her naneth." Adlanniel frowned. She wanted answers. Everything she had known about her family was half of what she should have known.

"Here," said Thranduil standing up. He took a book from a bookshelf and handed it to Adlanniel. "Aeroniel gave this to me before she left. It was her journal starting at her departure from Lothlorien until the day she left. It explains everything."

Adlanniel recognized her mother's signature on the cover of the journal.

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As Adlanniel walked through the gardens, she heard the whispering of elleths and elves all around her. They stared at her. Adlanniel ignored those around her and sat on a bench near a stream. She was about to start reading her mother's journal when she noticed Thenidiel walking up to her.

"Hello, my lady," she said politely, not smiling as usual.

"Please," said Adlanniel, "call me Adlanniel. I am not used to these formalities. How are you?"

"I am content at the moment. I was wondering if you'd like a tour of the palace."

"I would love one!" Adlanniel exclaimed. Excitement tingled through her body.

"Come." Adlanniel followed Thenidiel and she was shown different parts of the palace. Adlanniel loved the library the most with books hanging onto every inch of the walls. There were ladders everywhere. Large windows allowed the books to bathe in the warm sunlight.

"I would like to show you the Hall of Melda," said Thenidiel. Adlanniel smiled eagerly. "It was named after our King Thranduil's great grandmother. After she left to sail across the sea, her husband made this hall as a hall of memories. He did not want the memory of people who died or sailed away to be forgotten."

Thenidiel led Adlanniel to an immense room. Portraits and sculptures of all sizes hanging on the walls and scattered strategically symmetrical across the flowers covered floor. "Underneath each sculpture and behind painting is a description of each person in the painting was, their deeds, and how and why they left," said Thenidiel.

Thenidiel stopped in front of a large portrait. It was a picture of two elleths standing side by side. Both of them were sitting in a garden, surrounded by violet flowers. One elleth had beautiful golden hair with skin that was bronze under the sun. She looked as radiant as the sun, even though she was part of a portrait. The other elleth had pale skin. Her hair was silvery-blond, and her eyes were icy blue. She looked like a willowy flower, fitting in with the surroundings perfectly.

"Naneth," Adlanniel whispered.

"Yes," said Thenidiel. Her voice was devoid of any emotion and her face was blank. "And our Prince's naneth. We used to be best friends."

"You knew my naneth?" asked Adlanniel. Her eyebrows arched with confusion.

"Yes. I learned to hate her."

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