reaching the hill overlooking the burning city of Lake-town, Dale and the lonely mountain, Suldalroch and Naurrethil let out a sigh of relief. They had made it in time to try and stop Thranduil in his foolish attempt to get fight the dwarves.

"Mae carnen." she whispered, patting his neck. "come on, we're almost there, then you can rest" she encouraged him as they started their descent of the hill.

Making sure her cloak covered her entire body and her inner light. She had noticed that if she dimmed her inner light she got tired more easily and that wasn't something she could have at this moment.

so right now the cloak that had been given to her was an excellent cover for that.

once they reached the hill below they fastened the pace and raced towards Dale. As she approached the outer wall she noticed that the guards looking towards her were lining up to stop her.

she really didn't have the patience to deal with the stubbornness and pride of the Edian. she had never met someone from the races of men and didn't know what to expect on her first encounter.

she'd been told varying stories, some were horrendous as they had told the tales of the vile and stupid race of men. Other stories were of friendship between both the Eldar and edain. And then there was the fact that she had edain blood in her as well, descending from the only two Eldar-edain marriage.

so as she approached the border of dale she pushed through, not caring for the line of guards now standing between her and the entrance to Dale.

she noticed three Elves were standing amongst them. with the thought of pushing her way through them, she felt Suldal leap off the ground and jump over their head. Surprising her more than the guards now behind her.

that was even better, she didn't want to face another inquiry as to who and what she was. she didn't have the patience to have a repeat of what happened when she reached Loth Loriën.

the Arrows from the walls above her and even from some of the small streets leading off the main street came at her. whether it was by her will at wanting to make them disappear or not, once they came near her they would incinerate and burn.

the yelling increased and she felt the waves of fear and intimidation rolling off from the people around her as she kept galloping through the town.

more and more people came on the street wanting to see what all the fuss and noise was about. She didn't bother to stop or slow down. She tried to reach the tent in which she knew Olorin was from her vision and from that vision she tried to make her way through the town.

The arrows kept flying in her direction and she couldn't help but think. : 'really, was this how she would get treated everywhere, great.'

'well, maybe she shouldn't have come into town like she did. But she would bet her naneth's life on it, that she would still be arguing on the borders, much like in Loth Lorien.' she added in her head.

no this was faster, yes it caused more fuss and trouble, but since when did she care for that.

feeling the fear, hostility and intimidation rolling off from everyone around her, just by her presence.

she knew that she was near Olorin as she could feel his presence and recognising his life's energy, she got encircled by a group of elves. not wanting to hurt them she whispered to her steed: "Bedin nîdh hain."

she knew that her horse would protect her if he got the feeling that she was being threatened. He would protect her to the dead, but it wouldn't be a good thing if they were to injure or kill the one's they were sent to protect.

It certainly wouldn't help matters as they already were and make it even harder.

the elves encircling her pointed their arrows in her direction and she tried to lower them. she saw how they let or threw away their arrows and bow as if they had been burned by them and it even surprised herself what she was capable off.

but she had the feeling that it was more of a mental pain she gave them than the actual physical pain, like an illusion of burning.

"Who are you?" an Ellon asked her as he took a cautioned step towards her, his voice demanding and hostile.

she knew that everyone around her was intimidated by her presence and feared it. She could feel from both Edain and the Eldar. When she didn't answer the Ellon he picked up his bow again and notched an arrow, which only ended with is dropping it again when she willed it to be gone.

she saw him jump back and she spoke in Elvish: "Im tol tirad Olorin." making sure her cloak still covered her she looked in the ellon's direction.

"Who wishes to see me?" she heard the booming and familiar voice through the crowd that had gathered. She smiled when she realised that at least something was familiar.

"A friend you might know from a previous life," she stated with a smile in her voice as she looks in his direction and smiled to see the familiar form of Olorin. he hadn't changed a bit since he'd left Valinor she realised.

pushing her cape down, her inner light bounced off the small and narrow square she was on. it was as if a full moon had suddenly started shining upon the square, her light outshining that of the elves around her. She heard the gasp of surprise all around her as she bowed in Olorin's direction.

"Rethil-Nin." He grinned at her when he recognised her and bowed to her.

"Nae saian luume Mellon-nin" Naurrethil chuckled as she greeted him by placing her hand on her chest.

looking around her she noticed the confused, astounded and questioning looks in the faces. When Olorin noticed that some arrows were still pointed in her direction he ordered. :"Put down your weapons, for she is your princess and Guardian."

Jumping off her horses back she walked over to him and they embraced each other as he held out his arms for her. she was happy to see and hear someone familiar in this new and strange place. it would probably be the only familiar face she would get to see in a long time.

"My you have grown." He chuckled, holding her upper arms as he looked her over, a smile covering his lips.

"Aye, to much regret of naneth," Naurrethil confirmed with a chuckle and nod of her head.

"and much stronger as well, I feel. No doubt the valars doing." He concluded with a smirk and tilt of his head.

"I might have received some gifts of our good friends." she confirmed squeezing his arm underneath her palm.

"Come you must be hungry." He said, motioning to the tent behind him, she noticed Suldal following after them as they made their way through the town.

Wary glances were thrown her way from the Elves she passed and she realised that they didn't know what to think of her presence there. the Edain were looking at her in awe and intimidation, neither did they know what to think of her presence.

"So how is Celebrian doing?" he asked as they made their way through the crowd, she even saw some of the elves look at them in question when they used the Quenya tongue.

"She was doing well, although she was very sad to see me leave." she told him, sadness filling her as she thought about her naneth and the goodbye they had.

"I can imagine she was." he replied, giving her a comforting smile and squeeze on her arm.

walking into the tent after Olorin she noticed the silver-haired elf sitting on a chair, a circlet placed on his head. a rough Edain with black hair and a stubble was sitting not too far away from him and a halfling stuffing his mouth with food was sitting to the side.

Haldir was sitting on a smaller chair in the corner, everyone looked in her direction as she entered.

King Thranduil, Bard, may I introduce you to Princess Naurrethil Tindomiel." Gandalf introduced them as he looked at everyone in the room.

she saw the almost hatred in Thranduil's eyes as he looked in her direction. She could only imagine what Haldir had told them.

"King Thranduil." she greeted in the typical Elvish manner by placing her hand on her chest before bowing in front of him.

"So I can see you came." He patronised her, his eyes reflecting the tone he was using as he got up and walked over to her in an intimidating manner. Or at least that was what he was trying to do. Naurrethil wasn't faced with it. She had stood in front of a lot of intimidating elves in her life. only two could have ever made her feel really intimidated though Manwë and Gwaihir.

"Why wouldn't I?" she replied with a tilted head and daring gaze as she looked him straight in the eye, which only seemed to anger him further.

"maybe, your pride was hurt too much by your failed attempt at saving Haldir's elves." he stated and she knew he was trying to get her react towards him.

Valar help me with this one.' she almost begged. she would love nothing more than to wipe that smirk off his face. if he wanted a reaction from her. good he would get one.

"and your wife wouldn't be happy with the man you have become." she revealed, a smug look crossing her face as he shot his head back in her direction.

"What do you know about it?" he spat out as he stalked over to her in a quick pace as they stood in each other's face.

"I know she wouldn't be too happy with you if she were here." she told him, not backing down one bit.

"don't talk to her as if you know her." He threatened, his eyes flashing with anger and fire.

"But I do know allasiël, for she now resides in Cirimladris in Valinor." she informed him with a smile on her lips and she relaxed as he took a step back in surprise, that hadn't been what he had expected to hear apparently.

looking back at the elleth standing in front of him he questioned just above a whisper. :"She is waiting in Valinor?" she's been re-embodied?"

"Yes, she has and she is well," she told him, not wanting to be too cruel. she had wanted to put him in his place and she had done so. She didn't mean to hurt them by doing so.

she saw him fall down on the chair behind him with an absent look in his eyes as he stared into nothingness.

" You can not go to war with the dwarves. A huge army of orcs and other foul beasts are on their way here to attack you tomorrow noon. If you cannot put aside your differences with the dwarves, many of your people will die. There's nothing I will be able to do to save them. even my power won't be able to save the huge number of wounded." she told him as she took a step towards him. She really hoped that they would listen to her.

instead of positioning themselves to attack the dwarves. They could position themselves elsewhere and have the upper hand before the battle even began.

"How can you know that. My elves are brave, strong well-trained warriors. They'll win against the dwarves." He said in a convincing voice.

"I do not doubt your people's talent, but I do fear for their lives. If you do not want to listen, there's no reason for me stay." she shrugged her shoulders in an I don't longer care' manner.

"Then how will you save those, who you were sent to safe." He challenged back with a small grin on his lips.

Valar, he was such a stubborn mule. "I tried to prevent their losses by being here and trying to warn you. If you do not wish to heed my advice, then there is nothing I can blame myself for. The losses of your people will be your mistake and burden to bear. not mine." she told him, before turning on her feet and walking towards the exit of the tent.

Olorin coming to stand before the exit, however, stopped her from doing so. "Rethil stay here. Thranduil listen to her she knows what she is talking about. The valar have sent her here to protect the elves. She had the gift of foresight. She knows what's best for your people." Gandalf tried reasoning with him as he looked over her shoulder in Thranduil's direction.

"Don't bother, olorin. He's his father's son, he'll soon come to realise that he brought dead to his own people just like his father did. My task is done here." she told Olorin with a shake of the head that said that he shouldn't even bother, Thranduil had made up his mind.

"How can you say that Rethil-nin." He asked her as he caresses her cheek with his hand.

"I was sent to save the elves, not to watch them die in front of me. I do not need to be present to witness the slaughtering of my kin," she explained to olorin by putting her own hand on his cheek and smiling softly at her favourite Maia.

"Thranduil, do you not see this is madness. She came to help you, but all you do is hide behind your pride and beliefs while you should protect your people. The people who'll follow their king into a wasteless battle." Gandalf tried to reason with the stubborn elf-king.

"there are Gems in that mountain that belong to my kin." He tried to reason his choice of action, like that would explain the slaughter of his people.

"isn't that how the first kin slaying happened. A bunch of proud fools hunting the silmarili, Faënor could have left it at that, but no he had to get it back and killed his own kin for it." Naurrethil sneered in Thranduil's direction. Was she the only one having learned the history of Arda and Valinor.

"this is not the same." He raised his voice as he jumped from his seat and walked over to her. "It is and you know it. You might as well have fought in those wars or murder your own people now. It'll save them the pain and disappointment in you that is to come." she said, not even trying to hide the cruelness in her words.

Maybe she needed to be cruel to get through to him. when she saw her words did nothing she stepped around Olorin and left the tent.

"Since when do you speak such language." Olorin's demanding voice came from behind her as she started walking up to Suldal.

"Olorin, I do not have time for prejudiced and stubborn elves at this moment. I'm here to fulfil the wishes of the Valar, while I'd rather be in Valinor with my mother, who truly cares for me. She always said Arda was tainted. Only now do I see how much pride, prejudice, selfishness and betrayal has tainted the hearts of those I should call my kin. I do not wish to be present during the slaughter, so I'll take my leave." she told him with a nod of her head as she leapt into her saddle, looking down at Olorin nailed to the ground not too far away from her.

"Where will you go?" he asked her, looking up at where she sat on top of Suldal.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll go to Cirdan and sail west, it seems my only purpose lies in Valinor." she shrugged in defeat, it's not like it mattered right. but she couldn't really appear in Valinor all of a sudden either, and then again, the Valar would see her coming from where she stood now.

"they sent you here for a reason you know." Olorin tried to convince her with a comforting smile on his lips.

"one I still have to discover then," I noted with a bleak tone in her voice.

"will you not stay at your adar's realm?" he asked with a questioning tone and look.

"No, he does not want me here. I may be his daughter, but he doesn't know me and I should have realised coming here would be a mistake." Naurrethil muttered, knowing she was acting juvenile but she didn't know what to do anymore. She didn't know herself anymore, she didn't know her surroundings and she didn't know a single soul in them.

"Goodbye Olorin." she smiled sadly down at him, before kicking Suldalroch in the side and they started going through Dale again, only to leave it behind this time.

"did he not listen Rethil-nin?" her loyal steed asked, turning his head a little as he kept walking.

"no, he did not. He's too proud to listen to the advice he thinks lesser." Naurrethil shrugged and she felt more defeated and like a failure than anything else.

going through the city of dale she heard the whispers following after her. What her presence could possibly mean? Why had she such a brighter glow than any other elf? Why was she there in Dale? What was she doing there?

"I made mistake by thinking I could ever make a difference. Roch-nin," she whispered patting his neck and rubbing his soft coat.

"Do not think that yet. My princess, your presence may yet be needed. Do you not wish to stay close?" he asked, his voice in her head comforting and non-judgemental.

"No, I do not wish to bear witness to the slaughter that will take place in a few hours," she whispered, it was the last thing she wanted to see. Yes, Thranduil might still change his mind, but she'd seen the look in his eyes, that was highly unlikely.

"Where to then. You father's realm?" Suldal suggested as they kept a slow pace through the city of Dale.

"No, I just want to be alone. Nobody needs my presence here, so I might as well hide until the war of the ring is finally finished. Maybe we should go to Cirdan ask him for a ship to sail west." she suggested, knowing it was the wrong decision but she missed her home, why had the Valar chosen her. Why hadn't they picked an aged and experienced elf such as Ectellion. he was as old as the mighty Glorfindel she had heard about and she was sure he would have been a better choice.

she was not even 500 years what was she to do in this world now.

"If that's your wish, My lady." He said, starting to gallop as they left the city of Dale.

as they ran over the hill, she looked back one last time at the city and then looked ahead of her, strangely enough, a fog started appearing in her vision.

not like she had when she got a vision this was different and she realised she stood in front of Manwë all of a sudden. Looking down at her body she realised she didn't have her body and looked back up at Manwë.

"Hir-nin." she said, greeting him.

"Rethil-nin. This is not why we sent you here." He told her in his stern and scolding voice, something she had heard several times when she used to get in trouble.

"Maybe not, but my words had no effect on the stubborn silvan elf." she explained, hoping that he would either let her go to the havens or give her advice.

"Does that mean you should abandon your kin to fight alone?" he questioned her.

"Maybe not, but I do not wish to bear witness to the slaying of my kin in a few hours." she explained her reason for leaving.

"I can understand that, Rethil. But you being there will make a difference, you have not yet discovered all your new powers. Tulkas gift is more powerful than you might think, along with the others. I hope you make the right decision." Manwë told her and she felt the comforting presence of Manwë enveloping her.

Opening her eyes she realised they hadn't stopped since she got her out of body experience. Suldal was still galloping beneath her and through the plains.

"What should I do?" she questioned with a shake of her head, her head turning to look behind her, before twisting and looking ahead of her. Her mind in doubt and turmoil about what she should do.

"Only you can make that decision, Rethil-nin." she heard Suldal tell her as she felt him slow down a little.

"Daro," she called out, her steed immediately slowing down and stopping. jumping off she walked a short distance away.

What do I do?' she thought to herself, her head looking back and forth. her heart was telling her to continue and go back to the havens and Valinor. back to her naneth and her people in Cirimladris.

Her head told her to stay and do whatever the Valar had intended for her to do in Arda. something she had yet to figure out. Why couldn't they just tell her what her new powers entitled? No, they had to be vague and tell her there was more to the powers gifted to her than she realised. Like that helped her anywhere. shouldn't she know what they were if she was to use them?

'what do I do?' she thought again, looking at Suldal she saw him standing there, waiting for her to make her decision.

staying meant that she would probably get killed anyway. she would go to Mandos and be reunited with her naneth.

but if Manwë was right and her yet undiscovered power could make a difference. Maybe she didn't have to convince Thranduil that fighting the dwarfs was wrong.

if her being there meant the difference she could prevent the slaughter. Or at least save elves instead of getting them all slaughtered.

making up her mind she walked back to Suldal and leapt on top of his back and turned him around.

"we're going back?" she heard him ask and she nodded her head. "I realised that if my presence can make a difference I don't need to change Thranduil's mind," she told her steed and she felt him agree with her.

"We need to make haste Suldal, Anor is already rising." she told him as they sped off across the plain.

Mae carnen= well done.

Bedin nîdh hain = Don't hurt them.

Nae saian luume = It has been too long.

so that's the last revised chapter. From now on you can expect new chapter to appear. I really hope that you liked the improvement. Or I hope it was an improvement from the chapters before. Let me know what you think and what you hope for in the future.