I woke up sometime during the night. My father had left, probably choosing to rest in his own chambers. This was the only thing that I wished was still the same as my own world, modern technologies. I could have at least read by a flashlight, even though I didn't have much of the modern conveniences at my own disposal. As it was here in Middle Earth they still relied on candlelight in order to do most activities after the sun has set.
I got up from my bed and went out onto the balcony. Although I was supposed to be on bed rest till the morning until I met the new arrivals, I couldn't help it. I was too nervous, I suppose, to meet these great warriors tomorrow. Ada had been telling me about Glorfindel, whilst warning me to say away from the infernal, Balroq-spawned twins. Elrond just sighed, but he was amused. When my ada had left the room to deal with some form of crisis, Elrond informed me that the twins played too many tricks on Erestor, which made me giggle.
I enjoyed just looking out over the stars tonight. It brought me much peace to look up and see these brilliant balls of light twinkling down over me, like guardians. The moon shone bright over the garden, my room had an inner balcony so that I could appreciate the beauty. Only those of high birth were given rooms in this particular place; I had tried to refuse the rooms as I didn't feel that I deserved them. My adar showed me that my set of rooms connected to his, and that this was where I was going to stay, not in the lower rooms as if I was a servant.
I think I made him slightly upset that day and I quickly accepted the rooms as I didn't wish to get a punishment. It never came, but I cannot help to think that maybe they are just waiting until I'm not quite so injured. Then they will punish me for all the things that I have done and weren't supposed to. My adar I believe is noticing my lack of food consumption, but he hasn't said anything yet. I am hoping he won't as I don't wish to explain to him that I haven't been doing my chores, so I don't deserve to eat. Surely he would be disappointed.
I stayed out there until the horizon was marred with purple and pink streaks and the sun was beginning to rise. Returning to my room, I sat down on my bed and waited. I didn't have to wait too long as my adar and one of the servants entered my room. I smiled at my adar who pulled the curtains back. The servant led me into the bathroom where I bathed and was dressed into a beautiful gown. I kept my necklace on, it was in the shape of a sun; my adar informed me that it was he who had given it to me before he sent me away at the urging of Mithrandir.
Supposedly the sun was the seal of our house, my adar told me that I should be proud to carry this seal. Apparently this was the only way to tell of whose family I came from when I ended up in Middle Earth, as I did not know my family tree. My father also told me that my brother would be arriving today as well, Melpomaen, who also held a higher position in Elrond's sanctuary. I was nervous to be meeting my brother for the first time, what if he disliked me? What if he didn't I was worthy enough to carry the seal of our house.
"You look beautiful, iell nin," my adar rose to his seat as I came out of the bathroom. I blushed and ducked my head as my brown hair fell in chunks in front of my face. "Come, it is almost time to meet them. Afterward we will sit down to breakfast in the Great Hall." My adar escorted me from my room, through the halls and out in front of the castle. I still wasn't sure to call this great building of Imladris, was it a fortress, sanctuary, castle, manor, mansion, or palace? I didn't wish to ask to offend anyone, but it made me frustrated not to know. I stood there beside my father who was standing beside Elrond and Arwen.
"My Lord!" A shout was raised after we stood there for at least half hour. "Riders are coming!" I was relieved, this meant that I could go back inside as my leg was going numb. My previous guardian had dislocated my right hip three years previously and I had had to put it back in place. I obviously didn't do it correctly as since the day that it didn't hurt to walk on it went numb whenever I put my weight on it for extended periods of time. I don't think Elrond ever found it as he didn't fix it or else he knows but there is nothing he can do now.
"Not too long now, pen neth," my adar smiled at me, as if sensing my pain and impatience. I smiled back, a little cautiously, just before eight riders came thundering into the courtyard. Three were dark haired, one was red haired, and the other four were blonde's, but all of varying colors. My attention was immediately captured by one with liquid gold hair. He had a grin on his face as he dismounted from his white stallion.
"Erestor!" The golden one exclaimed. "Mellon nin!" He and my ada exchanged the customary elvish greetings before he turned his attention to me. "Who is this vanessë?" He was looking at me with a very interested gaze. I found myself flushing underneath his intense blue gaze.
"Glorfindel, this is my daughter, Meril Amaurëa," My adar spoke up. I ducked my head and curtsied to this beautiful elf. He chuckled as he raised me back up.
"There is no need to curtsy to me, Meril," I shivered slightly at my name rolling off his lips as well as the feeling of his calloused finger underneath my chin. He felt the shiver and gave me an indescribable look. "Melpomaen!" He called not taking his eyes off of me. One of the dark haired riders came over and greeted Ada before turning his attention to me.
"Mae g'ovannen," He bowed to me, his eyes flicking to my necklace in interest.
"Ion nin," Ada said. "This is your sister, Meril Amaurëa." Melpomaen smiled before he went to enfold me in his arms. I shrank back, fearful of what he wanted to do to me. Adar noticing my reaction stopped my brother with a shake of his head.
"Goheno nin!" I cried out, before turning and running off.
Translations
Iell nin – my daughter.
Ada – daddy
Adar – father
Mae g'ovannen – Well met
Ion nin – my son
Melpomaen - Figwit
Vanessë - beauty
Meril Amaurëa – Rose Dawn
Gwinig – baby
Mellon-nin – my friend
Lá – please
Goheno nin – forgive me
Av-'osto - Don't be afraid
Pen neth – little one
Hir nin – My Lord.
