Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR... though I love it like my own!


They woke the next morning with the sun glaring in their eyes coming from the patio. He looked at her silent in his arms. Her eyes were wide.

"Krystyna?" he asked softly.

"What happened?" she asked softly.

"Well, you came to me last night and you wanted to sleep with me in my arms." He said softly smiling.

"Yes but, I dreamt something. Did we do anything else?" She asked.

"No, what was your dream?" he laughed.

She smiled and laughed. They looked up at the ceiling together. Silence found it's way into the room before a knock came on Lenith's door. He went into a short stage of shock. As did she.

"Who is it?" he acted sleepily.

"Tis your brother, Lentil. Open your door I would like to have a word with you." His brother announced.

"Um... hang on!" he said as he jumped from the bed and threw on his clothes. She got up and did the same.

"What are you doing in there Lenith?" came his brothers voice again.

"Well brother I am cleaning, my room is very dirty." He said as they looked for a way out.

They moved towards the patio and he jumped from it onto the ground about seven feet below. She hopped out and he caught her in his arms. She smiled and then he kissed her forehead.

"I will see you later." He said.

"Yes." She laughed and ran.

He climbed up the vines back to his room and brushed himself off. He opened the door and his brother was standing there with an unhappy look on his face.

"Where were you?" he asked.

"I was, cleaning brother." He said in a hurried voice.

"Come let's sit at the patio." Lentil said.

Lenith remember Krystyna and jumped in front of his brother. Lentil gave an annoyed pitiful expression at his motions.

"No! Um... maybe at the table, inside." Lenith said.

"You are acting very strange, but as you wish."

They sat at the table and talked of things like Lenith's marriage with Krystyna and other things. After about an hour or two Lentil departed and Lenith ran to Krystyna's room. He knocked on the door and there was no answer. He jumped from the hallway down to the grass a couple feet below hopping over a railing and came to her patios vision. She was sitting in the bench and singing a tune to herself.

"Krystyna!" he yelled softly.

She stood up and walked to the railing of her patio. She looked down and saw Lenith. She smiled and gave a soft laugh.

"What are you doing down there? She said.

"Looking upon a beauty the flowers and stars and sun and trees should be jealous of!" he grabbed some flowers from a patch next to him. He raised them to her and she reached to grab them. He pulled her hand from the balcony and she fell with a light scream. She landed in his arms and they kissed.

"A flower for a flower." He whispered giving her the collection. They were truly gorgeous. They were an assorted color, pinks, purples, silvers, golds, blues, and violates. Their steams were long and were spiraled with silver sparkles. The plants of Rivendell gave a small light, nothing like the flowers of Lothlorien, but something of the sort.

She smiled taking the flowers into her hands and putting them to her nose to smell them. She looked at him and kissed his cheek. He lowered her down.

She stood there in her bright purple dress. Her hair was slightly tied up but few strands fell over here eyes shadowing them. He looked at her and kissed her neck over and over again until she started laughing and pushing him away playfully.

"I have things to do, but I will be back for you by night! I must go hunting with my brother!" he said.

She nodded and kissed him again. She was very happy that he loved her as much as she loved him, maybe more. She hugged him.

"I will be waiting here until nightfall for you." She said softly kissing him again. He jumped up to her room from her patio. He grabbed her arms and lifted her up. He set her down on her feet and kissed her cheek.

"I will return!" he shouted as he ran out of the room down the hallway to the council room of Elrond.

She took out one of her mothers dressed from her dresser and pressed it to her. She had not wore it yet. She put it on and it was a perfect fit.

The dress was blue and had silver stringing around the waist, neckline, bottom, and arms. The sleeves went down to her elbows and flared out to her wrists. It flowed around her feet. And there was a belt of Silver and gold leaves. It was a back-lace dress and there were little slits up her sleeves revealing her arms.

She put on a silver necklace of leaves. She sighed as she looked down at her body. The dressed hugged her tight and did not leave any definition of her body unlooked. Her stomach was small but not sickly looking. She had full hips and breasts. She looked like a real eleven maiden. She approved of herself growing up nicely.

"What do you think father? Nice fit?" she asked the room.

"Yes, it's lovely on you." Came a soft voice from the door. Arwen had appeared there wearing a deep blue dress that matched her eyes. Her hair was left undone, flowing down over her shoulders and back.

"Mother." She said softly. She ran to her and threw her arms around Arwen. "Where shall I were such a beautiful present?" she asked softly.

"When the prince comes home, we will have a celebration." Arwen smiled.

Krystyna looked confused. Prince? He was not a prince. Aragorn was the only heir to the thrown of Gondor. There for he could not be a prince. She looked into her mothers eyes.

"Prince?" Krystyna chimed.

"Yes prince. When your father came here to be the prince of Rivendell he forfeited the title and gave it to a new one of Gondor blood. Lenith's father is the king Krystyna."

"The king?"

"Yes, now you get ready for their return tonight. We will be having the party then." She said softly leaving the room in silence. Krystyna stared after her in look of Amazement.

"How can my mother be so much of grace and beauty." She thought.

She shrugged made her bed, though she had not slept in it the night before. She put all the six pillows in rows of three two and one. She smiled as she set the last one at the front. It was silver and had a gold rim of leaves that fluttered into the silver. She hugged it tight and slept the lavender scents that emanated from it. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

She imagined the celebration, she saw the numerous tables across the lawn that was surrounded by trees and illuminated by the moon and star light. She saw and golden tables lined with silver chairs. She saw the several bottles of red and white wine across the tables along with bowls of fruit.

The many elves dancing in the open space, and the smell of spring in the air. She saw her mother and Elrond stand to take a dance and everyone would sit and watch with intensive eyes. They would watch her mother, with her long dress of blue with silver lining of leaves, and around her neck the Evenstar pendant. How that necklace shined the party, like a bright star making its wait through the darkness. And her grandfather, Elrond, with his long shrouded cloak of gold and his crown atop his head of leaves.

She sighed and smiled. She knew many elves would come and invite her to dance, and she would. So many elves, handsome and tall they stood. She loved each one for different reason, not love as is forever, but love as in a true friend. She realized she was beautiful and that was why they came to her, but she also enjoyed their company once and a while.

"Oh how Lenith will react to them." She laughed to herself.



Awe, I like this chapter.. its so.. sweet... lol