Author's Note

Thank you everyone for the reviews, follows and favorites! I'm having a great time writing this story! I do apologize for having Eleniel taking two of Haldir's lines from the movie. It is the only time she is taking anyone's lines! I promise! I must have typed that part out five different ways and the one that was published flowed the best… Thank you Certh for always helping me with the Elvish and pointing out my grammatical errors!

The storyline mainly follows the events in the movies, but there are times that you will notice that I incorporated some of the book.

Disclaimer: I do not own LotR! Everything belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien except for Eleniel Vanglirtána.

My World Ends with You

Later in the night, I asked Rúmil if I could relieve him of his turn to take watch on the lower branches of the Fellowship's mallorn. He hesitantly agreed after I told him that I needed sometime to myself and with that he climbed the rope ladder back to the talan. With a sigh, I situated myself in the nook of a large branch and the mallorn's might trunk. I needed this to keep my mind from drifting back into gloom. I still could not wrap my grasp around the fact that I dreamt of my mentor's death and it came to be true. He has been in and out of Lothlórien since the day I was born and every time he arrived, he had something new to teach or an exciting story to tell. Now it seemed like my life just got duller. I felt tears sting my eyes, but the sound of leaves rustling around me caught my attention and with my bow ready and an arrow nocked, I jumped on to the closest branch. There I saw a creature not like any other. It climbed the tree ever skillfully with its scraggy arms and legs and its large eyes glowed ever brightly in the dark. I recognized the creature as the one that I thought was just an illusion in the treetops as we patrolled in the daylight.

"The She-Elf sees us, precious, yes, yes, she does." whispered the creature ever so softly, but to who I did not know. I drew back my bowstring ready to shoot down the hideous creature, but it let out a soft laugh as it mocked me. "She thinks she is going to shoots us down, precious, but with orcsies running around we will screams and screams and they will finds us. No, no, no, I do not wants them to finds us. They will takes it from us." And with that it disappeared behind a tree-trunk. "The precious is ours, yes, yes, all ours…" I followed its voice for as long as I could as I jumped from branch to branch to find the creature, but it was futile. It moved too quickly for me to stay on its trail, skillfully climbing and jumping from one tree to another.

The ringing of metal drew my attention to the forest floor below. There I saw an army of shadows weaving through the trees. They are laughing and talking gruffly to one another. "Yrch." I whispered to myself and silently thanking that scraggly creature for the information that orcs were running amuck in our woods so that I did not shoot him down and cause a commotion. I cursed them knowing that their foul feet touched the fresh water of Nimrodel as I made my way back to the branch that had our ladder rope hanging down. "Orophin." I whispered every so softly, but I saw two heads appear from the hole in the talan and then figures came climbing down quickly.

"Eleniel." Orophin greeted as he stepped on to the branch as Rúmil remained on the ladder.

"Please send word back to Caras Galadhon, Orophin. You must make haste to warn the others that orc are in our woods. Ah! And while you are there, please inform the Lord and Lady that the Fellowship is on their way. Nine were sent from Rivendell and leading them was the Mithrandir." I explained to him quickly in Elvish and with a nod, Orophin immediately made his way toward Caras Galadhon under the darkness of the leaves. "May I ask for you to stand guard once more?" I asked Rúmil and with a smile he stepped on to the branch and handed me the ladder. I nodded in thanks then made my way back up to the talan. Haldir greeted me as my head peeked up from the hole and with a hand he assisted me back onto the talan.

"I have sent Orophin to warn the others that our woods are infested with orcs." I told Haldir as he pulled me up. "Also there is a lanky creature that climbs among the trees. I do not know if it is of orc lineage."

"Ah, you have seen it as well?" Haldir asked.

"This would be the second time that I have laid my eyes on the creature. First, I thought it was a figment of my imagination for the shadows of the forest seemed to play with my mind. It climbs our trees skillfully and I tried to follow, but to no avail. I fear that it searches for Frodo." I told. Haldir nodded then placed a hand on my neck to pull me closer to meet his gaze. My heart shot up to my throat at the sudden closeness of my friend.

"Eleniel," started Haldir, "I see it in your eyes. You long to protect the Halfling, but remember… it is their task and not yours." I looked on to my dear friend's features. His brow creased with great worry, as he did not understand the longing I felt to protect this Hobbit and his Company for his fate affected our home as well.

"I fear that may not be the case." I responded, casting him a look pleading for forgiveness.

Chapter Three: As it Was

Upon arriving to our home, Haldir announced to the travellers, "Caras Galadhon. The heart of the Elfendom on earth. Ruled by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, the Lady of Light." Haldir led the Fellowship onto a Hill Top where they looked with wonderment at the vista spread before them.

Haldir led the Fellowship up the steps of the mighty mallorn tree to the Chamber of the Lord and Lady. The foreigners, with the exception of Legolas, looked at their surrounding in awe at the green and silver walls and the golden roof. When they reached the large talan at the top of the mighty mallorn my parents rose from their seats to walk down the stairs to greet their guests.

"Welcome Aragorn, son of Arathorn! Welcome son of Thranduil! Eleniel must have been overjoyed to see you again! It has been many years! Welcome Gimli, son of Gloin! It is long indeed since we saw one of Durin's folk in Caras Galadhon. But today we have broken our long law. May it be a sign that though the world is now dark better days are at hand, and that friendship shall be renewed between our peoples." Celeborn greeted the members of the Fellowship one by one as they made their way into their hall. Once they were all situated in the hall he continued to speak. "The enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Eight there are, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf?" Celeborn questioned the travelers standing before him. "For I much desire to speak with him." I saw my naneth cast me a glance, which I promptly lowered my head to avoid her gazed. I felt guilt as I should have sent word with Orophin that though Gandalf led the Fellowship, he no long is among us. Frodo edged close to my side which I placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. But I cannot see him from afar, unless he comes within the fences of Lothlórien: a grey mist is about him, and the ways of his feet and mind are hidden from me." Galadriel spoke softly then looked to Aragorn.

"Gandalf the Grey fell into shadow. He remained in Moria and did not escape." told Aragorn. At his words the Elves that were present in the chambers gasped loudly. The name of the cave that the Fellowship fled was not muttered in the land of Lothlórien for many years and the many that stood in the hall have not heard of such terrible news since the dark ages.

"These are evil tidings." Celeborn told then turned his anger on my dear friend. Haldir lowered his head as he took the rash words from him. "Why has nothing of this been told to me before?"

"My Lord," I spoke to clear the air, "Haldir did not send Orophin with the news of the Fellowship. I have. Forgive me for my ill detailed report. I knew of the Fellowship's intentions as I have befriended Master Frodo. I granted them passing of the northern borders and the protection of Lothlórien. I did not mean any disrespect to the Lord and Lady nor to Haldir by barring his decision to forbid them passing. Haldir has only thought of the protection of Lothlórien and the protection of the Lord and Lady. But my Lord, the Fellowship is grieving as I am at the news of Gandalf's fate for he was my greatest mentor and they have come to us for protection from the evil that follows them. Should we not accept them with open arms, as they are now our only hope in destroying the evil that sprouted from the dark lands?"

"Eleniel is wise beyond her years and we must thank Gandalf for that." Galadriel graced Celeborn with an approving gentle smile. "Do not think rash of her for she foresaw what becomes of their fate if she did not accept them into our home."

"I will take the Fellowship as my responsibility."

"Then your responsibility they will be." said Celeborn his gaze floated among the Fellowship. "The words of our child speak wise and true. However, I wish to know for the question lingers in my mind. Please tell us how Gandalf fell."

"He was taken by both shadow and flame, of all the elf-banes the most deadly, the Balrog of Morgoth." Legolas explained.

"Indeed I saw upon the bridge that which haunts out darkest dreams, I saw Durin's bane." said Gimli. Dread filled the poor dwarf's eyes as he could not bear meeting the Lord and Lady's glances. I met Celeborn's surprised eyes as he looked to me as if he had seen the Balrog himself, but I knew of what his gaze held. He too has acknowledged that the Fates has granted me the gift of foresight and my own fate intertwined with those who now stood in front of him.

"We have long feared that under Caradhras a terror slept. But had I known that the Dwarves had stirred up this evil in Moria again, I would have forbidden you to pass the northern borders, you and all that went with you. And if it were possible, one would say that at the last Gandalf fell from wisdom into folly, going needlessly into the net of Moria." said Celeborn. The Dwarf shuffled his feet as he nervously took in my ada's remark. I saw it in his stature that he held the guilt of his race and he felt blamed for Gandalf's death. Even for the small, hairy creature that I clashed with in the woods, I felt pity. I opened my mouth to defend the Dwarf, but my ada shot me an unnerving stare that made me hold my tongue. Twice within a couple days, I spoke up against him and my naneth came to my rescue, but this glare told me not to test my luck any further.

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know of his full purpose. Do not repent your welcome of the Dwarf." Galadriel told Celeborn then her eyes rested on the Dwarf who I learned his name is Gimli. "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dûm fill your heart Gimli, son of Gloin. Dark is the water of Kheled-zâram, and cold are the springs of Kibil-nâla, and fair were the many pillared halls of Khazad-dûm in the Elder Days before the fall of the mighty kings beneath the stone." Galadriel smiled with a look to the Dwarf who was one filled with sorrow realized that with our race there was love and understanding.

"Yet more fair is the living land of Lórien, and the Lady Galadriel is above all the jewels the lie beneath the earth!" Gimli praised with an ungraceful bow to receive a lovely smile from my naneth. I too could not help, but smile after seeing the Dwarf praise her with the respect he failed to bestow on me in the woods.

"Let Gimli forget my harsh words: I spoke in trouble of my heart." Celeborn spoke true. "What now becomes of this Fellowship?" Celeborn asked Galadriel whose eyes stayed on my being which I met with concern I held for the Fellowship. I knew not why she casted such a gaze on to me, but it made my chest tighten in anticipation. It felt as if she knew something that I did not and she is refusing to tell me. "Without Gandalf…The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife." Galadriel's gazed changed to the son of the Steward of Gondor, Boromir. Her gaze was as sharp as the knife Celeborn spoke of. It bought fear to Boromir causing him to turn away. I watched him quickly look away in fear only to meet my intent stare. He reminded me of a prey shaking in fear. He realized that gazing down will prevent his fear from rising. "Stray but a little and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is true."

"Do not let your hearts be troubled." Galadriel added as she looked at the ring bearer, Frodo Baggins. "Tonight you will sleep in peace."

"Go now." said Celeborn. "You are worn with sorrow and much toil. Even if your Quest did not concern us closely, you should have refuge in this City, until you are healed and refreshed. Now you shall rest, and we will not speak of your further road of a while."

"Come. I shall show you where you will be staying." Haldir gestured for the Fellowship to follow him down the stairs. I waited for them to pass before I followed myself. Before I left I glanced back to nod a farewell to my parents when I heard Galadriel's voice in my head. Gandalf taught you many things for a reason, as it was your fate to have dreamt of Gandalf's fall.

That night Haldir and I requested the assistance of some of the Galadhrim to quickly raise a pavilion out near the fountain below the mallorn tree that held my talan. Legolas stepped in to take my place in draping the drapery as the others sat on the side until I set off with the Hobbits and Gimli, who were happy to have found a place to offer their services. Gimli coming to my aid confused me when we went in search for linens and pillows, but I pushed the feeling aside and just sought to enjoy his company. When we returned the pavilion was standing tall with soft couches inside. Boromir and Aragorn were sitting on the roots of the tree talking softly while Legolas was bidding Haldir farewell as our friend left to complete other errands.

"I can't wait to lie down." Merry, the tallest Hobbit, told his friend Pippin as they both ran into the pavilion to claim a couch.

"I'm just hungry. We missed supper, didn't we?" I heard Pippin tell Merry then jumped on the couch he claimed and sat down with his legs crossed.

"I can fetch some fruits for you." I told. "Would you like me grab something for you as well Master Samwise? Bread, water, wine?" I smiled down to the blond Hobbit in an effort to befriend him, but I took notice of him flinching at the sight of the blades resting on my waist then shook his head.

"Just sweet dreams of peace will comfort me." Sam told then quickly made his way into the pavilion, leaving Frodo, Gimli, and I behind.

"Have I offended him?"

"Not at all, Eleniel." said Frodo with a smile.

"I see…" I murmured.

"Please don't allow it to bother you." started Frodo. "He will come around. He is mourning for Gandalf and he feels helpless. Seeing a maiden wield such weaponry intimidates him for he wishes he can do much more."

"And intimidated he should be." spoke Gimli. "I have failed to acknowledge it before, but you, lassie, hold the same confidence of the Lady. Thank you for standing up for us against the Elf captain and Lord Celeborn."

"The pleasure is all mine, Master Dwarf." I smiled.

"May I also ask for your forgiveness? What I said to you when we first met it was rude." He continued. "I felt uneasy having those arrows pointed at me and my tongue slipped." I stared down in surprise at the Dwarf before I could find my voice once more. It seemed to me that my naneth completely turned around his whole judgment of the Elven race in the meeting.

"Please do not think harshly of yourself, Master Gimli. You were tense and hold true to your Company. You thought of our woods to be dangerous, but I am glad that Lady Galadriel persuaded you to think otherwise."

"Yes, she is indeed the fairest of your kind." Gimli murmured then the visible skin of his face turned a red hue. "And with you not far behind, I may add." I giggled at his notion causing him to look away with embarrassment.

"I thank you, Master Gimli! I have not heard words such as those from anyone, not even my own people!" I grinned as we entered the pavilion. Frodo went on his own to place his bedding on the couch by Sam and began to spread out his linens. "I was always looked to as a warrior or a child, and never a maiden that one could court for I intimidate many." The Dwarf put down the bedding in his arms then waved for me to come closer. I hugged the bedding to my chest as I bent down to allow him to whisper into my ear.

"That is a surprise because with the way that the Elf princeling greeted you in the woods and gazes at you, I would think that he told you many times." Gimli whispered with a nod of his head in the direction of Legolas.

"Oh please, Master Dwarf!" I giggled for I could not imagine myself with someone especially such a well-mannered prince like Legolas. I believed I was way too wild for any ellon to handle, but I also had higher priorities on my mind, which was protecting my home and kin. "I would have him running for the hills if he saw how much trouble I cause Haldir on a daily basis! My poor guardian gets the blunt of all my mischievousness."

"His eyes were glued to you in the forest, lassie." Gimli teased. "They were those of a great eagle watching your every move and even in the dark he would be watching!" I laughed harder as Gimli continued, "If you could be put under a spell then he definitely would have casted one on you!" The Mirkwood elf turn toward us with glare that made us both laugh loudly.

"Do my ears deceive me or are you two teasing me?" Legolas questioned as he approached. He took the bedding from my arms, which I thanked him with a nod.

"Your ears are deceived, Master Elf." Gimli lied with a hearty laugh. "The lass and I were merely comparing that bow all you Elves carry to the fierceness of my ax! I can take out many orcs compared to those sticks you fling!"

"Then I need to watch you like a great eagle and make sure you do not surpass me in battle, Master Dwarf." Legolas smirked as he repeated Gimli's words to make it known that he heard Gimli loud and clear.

"Well with eyes like a great eagle, I would hope that you would be somewhat of a challenge." Gimli responded with a hearty laugh. "But if Eleniel was there then you would be very much at a disadvantage because your eyes would not leave her, would they not, Master Elf?"

"I will find no rest here…" Boromir whispered causing my attention to be diverted. I turned my ear toward the conversation between Aragorn and Boromir to listen to his words. Legolas and Gimli continued in a battle of wit but I allowed myself to eavesdrop into the Men's conversation. "She has placed us in her daughter's care, but I feel wary of her presence. The daughter's uncanny grey eyes boar into my very soul at our meeting and there was a voice inside my head. I knew not who spoke, the Lady or the warrior maiden. Both seem kind to their words, but they tempt us and pretend to have the power to give. I do not feel too sure of this Elvish Lady and her purpose…"

"Speak no evil of the Lady Galadriel and her kin!" Aragorn whispered sternly to his fellow Man. "You know not what you say. There is in her and in this land no evil, unless a man bring it hither himself. Then let him beware of Eleniel's blade." His hand rested on Boromir's shoulder to try to comfort his comrade. "But tonight I shall sleep without fear for the first time since I left Rivendell. And may I sleep deep, and forget for a while my grief. I am weary in body and in heart." The Ranger left the Gondor warrior's side with a pat on the shoulder and made his way into the pavilion. Catching my gaze, I bowed my head in gratitude for standing up for my naneth and myself and then with a nod of his head; he cast himself on his couch and fell asleep as soon as his head rested on the bedding.

Soon the others did the same, first the Hobbits, then Gimli. Boromir took a while to drift into a slumber as he closely watched my every move. I went back to my talan to change out of my patrolling garb and into a silver gown, then Legolas assisted me in bring in fresh fruit, bread, and water for the company so when they woke it was there for them and especially Pippin for the need for sleep conquered over his hunger. I sat on Legolas' couch as we talked softly about other provisions the company may want. Eventually, Boromir drifted into a slumber, but his sword stayed at his side and his hand gripped firmly around the hilt.

"The Man from Gondor is wary of me. His watched me ever intently as we ran our chores and yet when he sleeps, it is with the sword at his side." I pointed out, as I looked back to Boromir then looked back up to my friend. "I am not that great of a threat." Legolas let out an amused laugh, but with a hand over his mouth, he muffled his loud laughter and made his way out of the pavilion. My mouth gaped in shock as I followed him. "Why do you laugh, Legolas?"

"You are as much a threat as a warg hunting prey." Legolas joked.

"A warg?" I gasped as we walked a length away from the pavilion. I took a hold of his elbow as we walked at a slow pace toward the fountain. "Why do you compare me to such an ugly beast?"

"I only compare you in the context of when you wield your blades." Legolas smiled down to me with a sly smile. We stopped before the fountain and he took a hold of my hand as he leaned against its edge. "Never in the context of your beauty." He lifted my hand to place a kiss on it, but I pulled away and shook a finger at him.

"Do not use your charm to get yourself out of calling me a warg." I smirked with my hands on my hips. "And when my blades rest in my hands, it is merely skill and not brutality."

"Well, if your young self saw you now, your skill would have had her running," said Legolas, "as if… she were pursued by a warg." A giant grin adorned his handsome face as his amused eyes bore down on me.

"You are cruel, dear Prince." I laughed as I softly hit his chest. He caught my hand in the process then looked to it as he pulled me closed and carefully interlaced our fingers. He then placed a kiss on it as his eyes never left mine. I was captivated by his amorous stare as his other hand softly caressed my check. My eyes closed as I savored his touch. His thumb gently brushed against my lower lip when a heard his breathing cease. I opened my eyes to see his bright blue eyes studying mine. My face start to burned and my chest was filled with an unfamiliar need that scared me.

"Catching up?" interrupted Haldir, taking both of us out of our trance. We both looked down the path. There we spotted Haldir was walking down toward us and with a wave we greeted each other. He too changed out of his patrolling garb and was in a grey tunic and pants.

"It has been many centuries since I have spent time with the both of you." Legolas smiled at our dear friend as released me to stand tall. I took a step from him and diverted my gaze from my two friends. My heart was beating wildly as the strange need I felt started to subside leaving an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach. I looked to Haldir to see him watching speculatively and his mouth pressed into an impassive line, but as he came to stand in front of us, he replaced it with a smile.

"I may feel resentment toward you, Legolas." Haldir told. "You made an oath with me the day we first met, but you were called back to your woods and left me to care for this wild one." Haldir smirked with a nod in my direction. "You know not of all the stories of her causing me much worry from jumping down from trees without a care and only hope that I was there to catch her to me chasing after her when she suddenly decides to venture out of Lórien."

"More to add to the recklessness she demonstrated in the memories of our childhood, but if I may add that it is better you than me, my friend." Legolas laughed with Haldir as they both made fun of me. "One so daring I do not know if I can keep up with her as you have in my absence."

"What is with the both of you?" I scoffed as I stood before them with both of my hands on my hips. Their eyes rested on me as I pouted, "We finally reunite and first words out of your mouths are those that mock me!"

"What else did you say of her?" Haldir asked.

"I called her a warg." told Legolas.

After a pause Haldir agreed with much amusement in his eyes. "You are very right. I have not thought her as one, but she is very much like one when she is angered."

"Excuse me!" I gasped as my two friends laughed. I reached into the fountain for a handful of water and flung it at then. They moved quickly as they tried to dodge the droplets from hitting them then in return they also tried to splash water on me. "You two are horrible!" I shouted as I wiped the water from my face. They both backed away from me as I stalked forward.

"There!" Legolas pointed out to Haldir. "The look of the warg!" They both laughed loudly as ran off down the path with me at their heels.

It felt like the three of us went back in time to when we first met. The days that Legolas stayed with us in Lothlórien were filled with such bliss that there was no care in what was happening in the world around us. We only looked after one another and no one else. However, now that we grew, we had responsibilities that not only included the three of us. Haldir, the captain of the marchwardens and my protector, had to make choices for the best of Lothlórien. Legolas and I were warriors with noble status. We were looked up to in order to create and maintain a sanctuary for those of our race. But now Legolas took up a duty that affected not only his childhood friends and his own race, but to all the free people in Middle-Earth… And as I chased them, my mind could only think of the fate of the two childhood friends that I was blessed to grow up with. In this War of the Ring I could lose them both as I lost my mentor.

But just for the length of the Fellowship's stay, I selfishly wished to not grieve, but to help the Fellowship emerge from their sorrow and forget about the evil outside of our borders…