Lord Elrond paced the halls of the healing house; anxiety was coursing through his being as his wife's screams filled the building. Elladan placed a hand on his father's shoulder and shared a look with his twin brother, "Ada, she will be alright. Arassiel is strong."

Elrohir stood and guided the Lord to a chair, "Aye, she is a true warrior." The twins both cringed as another heart wrenching scream came from the room of their step mother. Elrond's jaw tensed and his hands pulled slightly at his hair. This was all his fault, he was the reason she was lying on a bed, possibly dying. He ran a hand over his tired face and looked up at the boys. He tried to give them reassuring smiles, but was interrupted by silence.

"Do you hear that?" He asked softly. Everything was silent. No more screams…nothing. His heart dropped into his stomach and he felt ill. Had she passed? Surely she hadn't, he didn't feel any pain. He stared intently at the door, begging his elvish hearing to pick up a sound. The door opened suddenly, revealing Arwen covered in blood.

"Ada…" She said softly, no emotion on her beautiful face. He stared at her, begging for confirmation. The princess smiled and turned, taking a blanket from another healer, "She was breeched, that is why Nana was screaming." She held out the tiny bundle to her father who took it carefully. He looked down at the tiny infant in his arms and marveled how much she looked like Arassiel, only she had his dark brown hair.

He watched the infant for a moment longer then looked back up at his eldest daughter, "Is she okay?" His stomach clenched as he remembered Arwen saying that the infant had been breech. He sighed in relief as Arwen nodded and moved out of the doorway so he could enter. Arassiel's eyes were closed and sweat drenched her forehead and birthing gown. He shifted the infant into one arm and used his free hand to wipe some of the grime off her ivory skin. Her forest eyes opened and looked up at him tiredly, "I want to name her Celeblessil." She stated firmly even though she was weak.

Elrond looked at her shocked, "Celeblessil…but that sounds like…" His eyes softened as he realized that the name was similar to his first wife's. "Celeblessil…" He murmured rubbing a finger over the infant's soft cheek, "Silver leaf." He kissed Arassiel's forehead and smiled as she started drifting off into a deep slumber, her eyes glossing over. "My deer and my silver leaf."

Arassiel: Deer (aras) Daughter of/girl (iell)

Celeblessil: Silver Leaf (Celeb lass) Female (il)

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