There are not so many elves here in Rivendell as though there are in Lórien. Enough still, because my favourite reading spot is rarely free. Everybody knows everybody here at least by name. Arda is so beautiful from here. River is flowing, birds are singing, trees are green and mountains high. On top of them one can see so far.
I want to see those places, but it's not my time yet. I would have to be older before I can leave. Time wasn't always on my side and it mooch slowly. So I began to practise my skills. I put my books aside, ready to action. In the middle of the room there was a table which legs curved nicely and had an ink bottle and quill on it and some paper too. I put my focus on the quill and it began to tremble. The whole table overturned. Oops. I heard quick steps behind me and went hiding behind a large shelf. Elrond swoop into the room and straight to me. He made me to clean up the mess I have made and I had to promise that from now on I would practice outside. He smiled to me.
Whenever there was a party at Elrond's house where tales were told, music played, I was always there. My mother sat beside me talking with others and kept company to visitors too. Elrond wanted to be aware of matters that were going on all over the Middle Earth. Messengers came and went very often. He didn't always organize parties to them, but the company they were in. Because sometimes they brought a large group of visitors with them, especially if there were a group of elves from Lórien or Greenwood.
My father doesn't show up in these occasions and I'm not going to ask him, ever. If there's a meeting about important matters, then he will participate. I tried to ask from my mother but she doesn't tell me and Elrond won't tell me either. Well, I will find it out someday.
I missed Rilyad very much. I would have liked to share so many things with him. Of course I have many friends to talk to and a horse, Nola, to ride with, but it's not the same. Father didn't like my brother's journeys that much, although he always waited the news of what was going on in Middle Earth. When Rilyad came home, they sat hours talking and my brother told almost everything to him. I was eavesdropping every time that I could, at least when my mother wasn't watching. She did not like to let me hear everything that was going on.
Once I heard my brother telling to our parents that he had met a beautiful girl in Greenwood, actually a long time ago, but now Rilyad wanted to bring her here. She was Sindar, I didn't quite hear her name. I saw my mother smiling but fathers face went numb. He stood up from the chair and lean to the table with his hands. Small air stream went through the rooms and swayed the hem of my dress with its gold current. Air felt ice cold and my breathing started to steam. Instantly I knew that father didn't approve Rilyads girl. I think that father feared that she could still be a Silvan elf, he didn't like even Sindar elf, but Silvan was an absolute low point.
At that point father tried to reason with Rilyad.
"I cannot allow it. Why you just couldn't find your chosen one here? Must everybody travel here and there to be able to find their companion?" he rumbled.
Rilyad got up so angry and fast that the chair fell over making a loud crack. He stormed out of the room. When passing me he said that love is nothing to father, only family has a meaning and that family is only allowed to be Noldor. By the next morning brother has left and I heard mother talking to most reluctant father.