monday will be the end of this story...you are about to find out how this whole doppelganger thing is possible..
CHAPTER 4
Annabelle opened a large book that she had brought with her.
" According to this, Edgar and Lord Celeborn are of the same bloodline."
Elithraniel looked at her in confusion.
" How is that possible?"
Annabelle looked at the book once more.
" It seems that Lord Celeborn's Ada had three sons. One of them must of produced Edgar somewhere down the line."
Celebrian wrinkled her nose.
" But then why do they look exactly alike?"
" Probably plastic surgery." Edgar muttered.
Annabelle glared at him.
" Edgar..." she said sternly.
Galadriel took the book from Annabelle.
" It is also possible he could have been sent by the valar."
" As a clone of an elf." Edgar muttered, a little louder than before.
"Edgar!"
Annabelle knew that Edgar was trying her patience on purpose. Celeborn took the book from his wife, finally finding the answer they had all been seeking.
" From the looks of this ancient tome you call a book, Edgar is my descendent and I am his ancestor."
Annabelle raised an eyebrow at him. From what Edgar could tell, that look meant 'shut up now'. Galadriel already knew what Celeborn meant as did their daughters, but one elf who had been eavesdropping had to know.
"How is that possible?" Haldir asked from a few feet away.
Celeborn hid behind Galadriel, not wanting Annabelle to use her freaky witchy powers on him.
" I was with one other previous to Galadriel and that was Annabelle."
TBC...