So as promised I have the first new chapter ready and is ready to read here. I do hope you like and hopefully you'll let me know what you think. If I have used Elvish I can't assure you that it's all correct but I've done my best to get it right and the translations are all the way down.
Naurrethil didn't realise they had travelled that far until they had to return back to Dale. it was almost noon when they made it back on the hill she had last looked back at Dale.
"oh my god," she whispered when she saw the battlefield beyond Dale. The field between Dale, the Lonely mountain and Raven hill was a battlefield.
she was too late. Her decision to leave them and fend for themselves had sent her kin to their dead. "this isn't your fault." she heard Suldal's voice say in her head.
"Like Mandos' halls it is," she muttered, shaking her head. Trying to think of a way that she could help the people, dwarfs and elves on the battlefield.
she had discovered her 'gifts' how the valar was she supposed to use them and then she felt a small presence in her head. as if something inside of her was guiding her what to do, but first, she needed to get closer.
when she reached the point she thought was great to do what the guiding feeling inside of her told her to do. she realises she stood on top of an outlook point, overlooking the plain and battlefield.
spreading her hands, her inner light acting as a beacon in the darkened skies as if they knew what was happening beneath them.
she saw lots of faces turning into her direction on top of the outlook point as she spread her hands and said. : "Yar man mahta rá cálë a fairië na te enviyanta a turyanna the lammava nya oma"
she saw and felt an energy burst leaving her hands and spreading across the field. somehow her voice had carried out what she had wanted as she saw the elves, man and dwarfs rejuvenate and get up in front of her. their wounds and injuries healing by the energy that had left her hands.
the next sentence she spoke, she hoped wouldn't have as much impact as the previous one and spoke them. her hands still stretched out in front of her: "Na yar han nya athaë leyla in rainë mandos Alatuyla te in yar dûm. Nya te ea mi rainë"
the same burst of energy left her hands and she saw with happiness that her sentence for a swift passing of the unhealable was met with less of reaction as the previous one.
"you get out of here." she said, jumping off her horse and giving him a stern look. she was not going to lose her speed in this battle and she wishes to have him gone from it.
"watch out.." she heard him say in her head, but she was too late as she felt two grips taking a hold of her arms and pick her off the ground. looking up she was met with the vile vision of a monstrous bat, his beak coming down to tear her head off.
feeling the same guiding feeling as before and the will from yesterday night with the arrows. She put the same will in as last night and heard the bat shriek as it flew into flames above her. looking down she noticed that she would land in a pack of waiting for orcs to attack her.
'so not going to happen' she thought to herself and at that moment it was as if a fire had entered her veins. pulling out her sword she noticed the glowing gold and the tip was as red as fire. now she understood why her sword was called Flame-sword.
landing between the pack of orcs, they didn't waste any time with trying to kill her. They had seen what she was capable off and knew they needed to get rid of her.
she needed to be killed so they could kill every other elf, men and dwarf on this field.
what they hadn't counted on was her power. the moment she touched the ground, unaware to herself. Naurrethil's normally blue eyes had changed into a fiery glowing red. the tips of her silver hair had become little flames.
any of the orcs brave enough to look her in the eye were incinerated on the spot, surprising herself more than anything. when she recovered from it, she slashed and threw her sword around in a mastered and skilled dance.
word across the plain between the orcs quickly spread, there was a warrior of fire amongst the elves. They needed to either kill her which seemed impossible. Or needed to try and get away from her which wasn't possible either as she hunted them down the battlefield.
there was no escaping her as she but a path through the battlefield and it was as if she didn't have the complete control of her body. Following her instincts and guiding feeling in her faë. "I see you've returned." she heard Olorin's voice call over the battlefield and she noticed his pointy head over the orcs head. "Yes." was her simple reply as she ran up to a troll, climbed on his back and put her burning sword through its head, by which she got, even more, attention.
she smiled when she noticed Gwaihir arriving and she saw him give her a small nod. He went to her as he'd seen the approaching fleet of bats to kill her and attacked them for her so she may focus on the battlefield itself.
she ran over to troll running after the dwarfs and repeated the process getting a nod from them before continuing her way. Running over to a group of elves fighting she noticed they were getting surrounded and pulled out her bow.
The arrows firing down upon them like rain, killing them, so the elves inside the circle got the upper hand again.
when they had to flee into Dale she saw Thranduil falling on the ground his elk killed. notching an arrow at the troll trailing him and intending to kill him she sighed when it made it's shot.
Naurrethil realised that they wouldn't make in unless she figured out more of her strength. there had to be more to her strength than she knew right. Manwë had said so himself. Even if she was to fight like she had been doing, countless elves, men and dwarfs would lose their lives, many had already been lost.
"You returned?" she heard the surprised voice of Thranduil walking up to her. "yes." she smiled at him. "get everyone on higher ground, put everyone in the highest towers, make sure the streets are free of men, elves and dwarfs." she ordered him, taking a hold of his arm.
he amongst everyone else had seen the strength and courage to fight. he had been more than surprised than what she had been doing. so this time he didn't question her order and started nodding his head.
"what do you plan on doing?" he asked her, wanting to know what her plan was. "use the water." she smiled at him. "I'll try to warn the elves through their minds, will you cover for me?" she asked him and he nodded his head as he fought around her.
following her instincts, she closed her eyes and concentrated as hard as she could and then she felt something click inside of her. "seek and escort the highest ground possible. leave the streets of Dale.' she said through the connection and she felt the acceptance as she opened her eyes.
"Hannon le." she said to Thranduil as she started fighting back to back with him. Waving her hand a gust of wind blew through the small square, the weapons flying behind the walls, disarming the orcs. "go now." she called to Thranduil at her side.
"I can't leave you alone here." he said with a shake of his head, focussing on the oncoming orcs.
"You can't be here when I take control of the river." She told him with a shake of her head as she also continued slashing orcs.
"You need cover from these orcs." he said as if to prove his points decapitated one with his sword.
"I'll be fine, go to higher ground Thranduil." she ordered and she saw him look at her, thinking about what they should do. Well hadn't they come far in not even 24 hours.
"Go." she pressed on, seeing the overrun of orcs and trolls in the city.
she waited another 5 minutes slashing orcs and trolls, anything that came into her vicinity was killed.
"What are you doing here?" She questioned with a surprise as her horse ran up to her. "you need me." his voice said in her head and she couldn't argue with that, she needed to get on the walls of the city. wrapping her arm around his neck as he ran up to her, she leapt on top of him and they ran their way through the orcs and tools and towards the wall.
"is this a good place?" she heard her steed ask as they got on top of the wall where Naurrethil had a clear sight of the river running along Dale.
"yes." she whispered, looking down at the water, listening to her instincts she saw a whole string of water coming up to her.
willing it to go through the entrance of Dale on the bridge and through the streets she said. : "Nening Sovau I Olca vanals mallës ammat I olca minacca celumës." Looking at the stream of water she saw it was doing what she wanted it to do.
and the guiding feeling from before entered her mind, guiding her in what to do next as she looked up at the skies and called. :"Suru Limba I orca talo yar Fanyarë" seeing the bats drop from the skies whilst Gwaihir and his kin stayed in the skies made her smile.
She really did have control of the elements and she didn't need one of the three rings, such as her father had. only he could manipulate water, she controlled it with the other elements.
looking behind her she noticed that some of the orcs were coming her way and she pulled out her swords. Casting a look at the plain where much of the battle had already been fought she called. :"Cemen Tuilindo I olca Mahta yaron Palúrë"
she slashed the approaching orcs as she spoke the words and saw as holes appeared in the ground. The orcs and trolls on them fell into the pits of vastness.
noticing the great number of orcs coming her way she noticed the gleaming silver hair she now had come to recognise Haldir, his brother's and Thranduil by.
she noticed them shooting arrows at the approaching orcs. My they really had come a long way to protect her all of a sudden as she did one last spell, hoping it wouldn't ask too much of her.
"Uru mi me ammati orca palusinandor" a ball of energy shot through her hands as it crossed the path of the oncoming orcs they flew into balls of fire.
the reach wasn't as far as she had wanted but the few remaining orcs and trolls they could take care off.
feeling the exhaustion set in her, she put a hand on Suldal's neck for support. "that last one was too much melon-nin." she heard her horse tell her.
"I know." she admitted, her shoulders dropping in exhaustion the last thought she had was that the dwarf she had seen fighting with the big orc on the frozen waterfall would survive. Hoping her burst of fire would have reached it.
and then she crumbled down on top of her horse.
inside the tower many elves and men had sought higher ground on the demand of the newcomer witnessed through the small gaps what she was capable off.
Thranduil, Haldir, Gandalf and several others of the elves armies stood at the top, Bard the only edian amongst them. looking towards where Naurrethil was controlling the elements with her enchanting and an echoing voice.
Haldir and Thranduil had to admit that they had never been more wrong than yesterday.
she truly was the guardian of their kin and they could see the effort she put into it all.
"she really is who she said she was?" Bard asked, looking between the elves and wizard. "she is. it seems she's discovering her powers only now." Gandalf smiled at the young elleth, he'd known as an selling.
and as the burst of energy went through the city, having left her hands. they witnessed the burning off the orcs and trolls.
"no." Gandalf whispered when he saw her fell forward against her horse's neck. "what's wrong with her?" Thranduil asked, looking at the now collapsed elleth, they had no way of getting to. The streets were stilled filled with water, lessening but still too much to thread.
"she's spent much of her energy in this. the energy burst was her own energy and fire. her name is not for nothing Princess of Fire." Gandalf told them, trying to seek a way to help her, but it seemed the eagles had the best interest at hand for her as well.
Gwaihir flew down as low as he could and picked the princess and their saviour from her horse and cradled her in his talons.
flying to the tower he'd seen Olorin he descended slightly and placed her down on the ground in front of him.
"she's spent much of herself today." Gwaihir told Olorin before he flew off.
"come back to us Rethil-nin." Gandalf said, running his hand over her head.
in the place of darkness, a bright light surrounded her and she saw the valar standing around her with proud and comforting smiles. "Mae carnen grethron-titta." Manwë smiled down at her and she noticed she was lying on a soft feathery surface.
"How did I know to do that?" she asked in a confused manner, looking between all the valar's. "we guided you." Tulkas smiled down at her as he kneeled by her side and kissed the top of her head.
"You were amazing ohtar-titta." he grinned down at her. "we knew you would do great things, we're so proud of you." ëste smiled down at her as she crouched beside her and rested her hand on top of her head.
"You gave much of yourself in the battle to fight the evil." she noted with a comforting smile on her face.
"What's happening?" Naurrethil asked, unsure of what was happening and why she was here surrounded by the valar.
"You collapsed from the exertion you put yourself through. it will get better the more you understand and control your new powers, but for now, you need to rest and rejuvenate." ëste comforted her, running her fingers through her hair, much like she had done when she was still in Valinor.
they were like her family. yes her naneth was her naneth and she loved her most of all. But the Valar had always been there as well, like aunts and uncles. aiding Celebrian in raising and educating her.
"Is naneth here?" she asked with a hopeful smile on her face. "No, she is not, but she wishes us to tell you that she loves you very much." Nessa smiled, joining ëste, pushing her husband aside who grumbled by being pushed away from his little warrior.
"rest tithen-pen. you've earned it." Irmo smiled as he came to stand at her head and she felt him and ëste push her in a healing sleep, she felt the hands of the other valar touching her and she felt herself get stronger.
"can't you bring her back?3 Thranduil asked, surprised that he was worrying over the wellbeing of someone he had loathed the day before.
Maybe it had been his hurt pride more than anything else. "I believe she's being healed by the valars themselves." Gandalf smiled, looking down at their little saviour.
by now the water had completely gone and everyone was walking around the town of Dale, Thranduil's healers along with Gandalf were tending to the wounded.
Haldir had been keeping a watch over the one person he'd actually been sent to protect. he was still in thought about what he'd seen her do.
"who is she adar?" Legolas asked his father as he noticed the elleth he'd seen fighting on the field.
"She's Elrond's daughter, ion-nin." Thranduil told him and chuckled when he saw the confused look in his son's eyes. since when did he laugh, maybe her bringing the news of Allasiël waiting in Valinor had given him hope and something to look forward to.
"the Valar send her to Arda to protect the last elves of Arda. she was born there." Thranduil informed his son as he put his hand on Legolas shoulder.
"she was amazing adar, her skill is something beyond this world," Legolas stated in awe as he looked down at the elleth being cared for by Olorin.
"she was." several elves around them agreed and then one single deep breath drew their attention to the litter where she was resting on.
"Welcome back Rethil-nin." Olorin chuckled, running his hand over her head. "did it work?" she asked, opening her clear blue skies, looking up at Olorin.
"yes it did." Olorin chuckled and helped her as she sat up. "be careful pen tithen." Olorin spoke as she threw her legs over the edge of the bed she was lying on.
"I'm fine Mellon-nin, the valar replenished me," Naurrethil assured him with a smile as she pushed herself up and scanned the wounded.
walking over to an ellon it seemed was hanging on by a thread she crouched down and started healing him. Bringing him back from his journey to Mandos, she managed it with some difficulty, only leaving him with instructions to the healer around him.
Naurrethil swept through the healing ward, aiding the healers and aiding the ill and wounded. she strode through the place with a purpose and grace every race couldn't help but admire and be in awe off.
"so what will you do now?" she heard Olorin's voice ask behind her as she helped out a small edain child.
"Might travel to adar's realm. finally get to meet my siblings." Naurrethil replied without looking up as she carefully took care off the poisoned wound on the child's arm.
"you'll love them and if you're still like I know you to be, You'll get along greatly with Elladan and Elrohir," Olorin told her, amusement in his voice.
"aye, I might. I may not. I do not know if I'll be welcomed within the walls of Imladris." Naurrethil admitted as she tied the bandage off and got up to look at Olorin.
"Why would you not be welcome, your father is the lord of Imladris. You've already met him in Loth Lorien, not?" he questioned with a tilted face.
"I know not. maybe he's come to his senses after being able to think about it all." Naurrethil shrugged her shoulders, but before she and Olorin could continue their conversation.
Three dwarfs were carried in, one being carried by an elleth and the others by the hobbit she'd seen earlier and the other company of dwarfs.
"We need help." the hobbit called out and Naurrethil rushed over to them, setting her faë open to assess their injuries.
going over to the one most injured she started healing him, ordering the healers around her for herbs and other things.
"I'm sorry." she whispered looking over at the elleth that had carried in the dwarf, he and his brother she had realised trying to heal them both hadn't made it.
"and Thorin?" Olorin asked, walking up to her. "I don't know. I can't reach them as I can Elves," she admitted with some defeat.
"I did my best. the rest is up to him now," she said to dwarfs in Westron. "I'm sorry about your two other brothers, though." she apologised, dropping her head shaking it a little.
"You did your best." a dwarf came up to her and patted her hand in his.
In the end, it was decided that Naurrethil would join Gandalf and Bilbo back on their journey to Hobbiton. she could provide the protection needed and she got to spend some time with the one familiar face in Arda.
"come ride with me for a while." Naurrethil chuckled as she saw Gandalf trying to put a wiggling Bilbo in front of him. "no, no. yours is even bigger than his." he said in an accusing tone that made both the maia and the elleth laugh.
Suldal turned his head in the hobbit's direction, saying he wasn't very much impressed by the statement.
"I am sure that Naurrethil has a good handle on him," Olorin told Bilbo in front of him.
in the end, Bilbo agreed to switch places and he had to agree, it wasn't so bad sitting on the enormous white stallion.
he couldn't understand how the elf could ride and control such a beast but so far she seemed to have a great handle on him.
"How do you control him?" Bilbo asked, deciding to rather ask the question than guess. "the horse was gifted to her by the valar." Gandalf replied sitting on his own horse.
"really?" the small hobbit in front of Naurrethil asked, whipping his head around to face her. "really, we can talk to each other through our minds. I don't really have to instruct him much. but he'll only listen to me." Naurrethil replied with an honest answer.
"that's sounds amazing." Bilbo chuckled and Naurrethil couldn't help but chuckle either.
It took them 28 days to reach Hobbiton from the lonely mountain. in those 28 days, Naurrethil started to understand what she was there for. she got familiar with her surrounding between the lonely mountain and Hobbiton.
she realised that Olorin wouldn't be the only familiar face to her after that month anymore. yes, she's seen the many elves in Dale, Thranduil, Legolas, Haldir and the other elves. But still, after spending so many days together, Bilbo had become her familiar face as well.
"I can't go further than here," Gandalf said as they reached the outer woods of Hobbiton. "So I guess our journey ends here?" Bilbo smiled sadly as Gandalf nodded his head and hugged Bilbo as he threw his arms around his waist.
"I'll make sure he gets home safely," Naurrethil promised him with a nod of the head in Olorin's direction.
"be careful on the road wherever it may lead you, Rethil-nin," Olorin told her, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"I will. I can protect myself you know." she chuckled and she heard Bilbo and Olorin's chuckle. "yes Gandalf, we all saw how she fought at the lonely mountain." Bilbo pointed out with a smirk.
"yes. we shouldn't worry right." Gandalf laughed and patted both of their shoulders.
after saying goodbye to Gandalf, Naurrethil pulled her cape over her head and put Bilbo on her steed, before climbing behind him.
"At least you can make an entrance." Naurrethil chuckled, as she looked at the questioning look on his face.
"Let's hope they don't think I'm dead." he whispered and she realised he was talking to himself.
Naurrethil had been more than surprised to see Bilbo returning to Hobbiton his kin thinking he was dead and robbing his home. she made sure that Bilbo had the pieces he wanted back in his own hands, before saying her own goodbye and leaving Hobbiton.
In Rivendell from the moment Elrond had arrived in a daze, he'd left Loth Lorien in a daze really, escorted by a two guards of Loth Lorien.
he had a daughter, he still couldn't wrap his head around it all, the visions his daughter had shown him kept playing over and over again in his head.
and as he rode through the gates of Rivendell he noticed his good friend Glorfindel, Erestor, his sons and daughter standing there waiting on his return.
"ada, we're so glad you're back and unharmed." Arwen smiled as she ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him, followed by his sons. "aye, iel-nin." he smiled down at her.
"you seem troubled mellon-nin." Glorfindel said as he approached his lord and patted his back. "aye, I have much thought to be troubled over. I think we should go to my study." he said, looking between his three children he'd known their whole lives and he thought back to the one he'd only met.
"shouldn't you rest first adar, you've travelled from Lothlorien," Elladan suggested, seeing the tiredness in his father's eyes.
"no, this cannot wait," he told them with a shake of his head, they needed to know. they needed to know that they had another sister who had a whole lot of responsibilities on her shoulders.
once they were settled into his study, food brought to them he looked between his two advisors and his three children.
"I met someone in Loth Lorien." he started, how should he tell this. How could he possibly explain this to them? he didn't know it himself. he hated that she had gone to war within a day of arriving in Arda. he hated it that he hadn't gone with her to protect her.
"What's that supposed to mean adar?" Elrohir asked, confusion written all over his face. "When we came back from Dol Goldur, your Daernaneth was very ill, she had spent much of herself, trying to chase away Sauron, who is back. I'll talk about that later, there's a more important matter to be discussed first.
"what can be more pressing than that?" Elladan, Elrohir and Glorfindel said at once, shooting up from where they sat. "Believe me, it is," he said with an absent tone, thinking back to his meeting and feeling ashamed at how he had treated her at first.
"I tried everything I could to bring her back, but I couldn't." he continued the story. "Ada is Daernaneth gone?" his three children asked, grief and confusion floating on their faces.
"naye." he shook his head with a reassuring smile on his face. "your Daerada had left, cause there was a stranger at the borders, demanding to be let in, in order to save Galadriel." Elrond continued.
"Who could save her, if you couldn't adar?" Elrohir said, not believing this one bit. His Adar was the best healer in Middle-earth, there was none better except for the vala ëste herself of course.
"believe me when they finally brought back the stranger, we were all surprised when she revealed herself." he said, bringing, even more, confusion to the faces around him.
"She? Elrond?" Glorfindel asked, sitting forward listening with the uttermost concentration.
"yes, she. but that wasn't what surprised me. You should have seen her inner light. it was brighter than I have ever seen it even outshone yours mellon." Elrond said, looking at his friend Glorfindel.
"She was an elleth?" he asked, wanting to get more facts as to who this stranger was with a brighter inner light than himself.
"yes. she said that she didn't have time for explaining until after she healed the Lady Galadriel. That she had made a promise to her Naneth that she would do everything in her power to save her." Elrond continued staring into space as he thought back to the moment.
"did she?" Elrohir asked, curious to know how this story would end.
"yes, she sat down and started chanting in Quenya. it was only moments after she finished that Galadriel returned to us and sat up. at that point I had been more than curious to see who she was." he paused taking a deep breath.
"What happened?" Erestor asked, speaking for the first time since Elrond had started telling the story.
"Galadriel and her talked for a moment, I couldn't hear what had been said, and then she said that she should show us, that none of us would believe her otherwise." Elrond shook his head at that point, taking a big gulp from his wine.
"we went to her mirror, at that point, we still didn't know who she was, or where she came from. she was a stranger, Haldir was watching her constantly. her energy brighter and stronger than even Galadriel had seen." he continued, looking at his very concentrated crowd around him.
"What did the mirror show?" Arwen asked, looking at her Adar with great curiosity, she needed to know who this mystery elleth was so she could thank her for saving her Daernaneth.
but she also needed to know who she was, it sounded all rather mysterious and secretive in the manner she had revealed herself.
"she took a hold of it and we were thrown into several visions put there by the valar," Elrond said, commotion breaking out around the room.
"Wait, let me finish, you'll have much reason for this afterwards." he added in a whisper as he noticed everyone sitting back down he continued. "the first one was of your naneth and when we said goodbye in the havens." he said, seeing the shock and grief cross his children's eye at the mention of their dear naneth.
looking at Glorfindel and Erestor he could see the same surprise and shock. "believe me I was surprised as much as you were, we were witnessing the goodbye from above as if we had been looking down at it. but that wasn't the most surprising" he said with a shake of his head, still not being able to wrap his head around it all. How had he missed the fact that his dear wife had been pregnant?
"what was the next vision?" Elladan asked in a timid whisper. Hoping this would get better soon, but by the look of his father, he was greatly troubled by it.
"it showed your naneth again. she was sitting on a balcony in Valinor, we could see the two trees in the distance. but the most surprising thing was that your naneth had a baby bump, she was cradling." he finally revealed and the commotion started.
'how is that possible?'
"that isn't possible.'
'how can that happen?'
"How can it be she was pregnant?"
dozens of questions were thrown his way at once, he silenced them with holding up his head and took a deep breath.
"the next vision was of Celebrian giving birth to a little girl. I heard your mother scream that I should have been there. ëste, Vana and Yavanna were there when your mother gave birth to a little girl, she had your mother's hair and my eyes. but she looked just like celebrian." Elrond said, his voice thickening with emotion as he remembered the image of his daughter being born.
"So we have another sister?" his three children asked as they looked into space, shaking their heads.
"aye." Elrond nodded his head, seeing the tears pool in their eyes. "Her name is Naurrethil." Elrond smiled, thinking back to the wiggling baby in his dear wife's arms and the now grown up elleth he had met.
"Princess of fire," Glorfindel said with a smile on his face. he didn't know what to think of it all. One thing he knew anything was possible and the valar were involved as well.
"aye." Elrond smiled. "the next image was of her getting in trouble as she was a small elfling and growing up, Tulkas and örome were apparently her great conspirators in it all. you two would have loved her, she was as mischievous as you two were." Elrond smiled fondly at his twin sons who had tears in their eyes and were looking at his father with many questions written on their faces.
Elrond let out the fact that many of his kin and Glorfindel's friends of the first age had been there as well. He would leave that up to his new found daughter herself.
"the next vision had been of her training with all the valars. Tulkas himself taught her how to fight. ëste taught her how to heal, each Valar had educated her in something as she grew up." he smiled, staring into space, seeing the images being played out in front of him. he was strangely surprised that the five listeners he had, hadn't connected the dots yet.
"the second to last image was of her all grown up standing in the hall in front of the valar, Celebrian was standing behind her crying. The valar explained that she had the destiny to protect the last elves on Arda. she was given gifts by all of them before Gwaihir picked her up and dropped her off in not far from Loth Lorien." he finished looking around the room to see the more than stunned faces.
"she is here in Arda?" Elladan asked, looking up at his father, what was he supposed to do now. His naneth he loved so much had given them another sister. A sister he'd never known and she was here in Arda, but why wasn't she with adar?
"Adar? Why is she not with you?" Elladan asked, looking confused. "She left Loth Lorien the day after she healed your Daernaneth. Haldir went with her as they rode to the lonely mountain," he explained, kicking himself that he hadn't joined her as well.
"the dwarfs?" Glorfindel asked, shaking his head, not knowing what to think. no wonder his great friend had been troubled.
"yes, she foresaw a great battle taking place and she went to fight. It was her destiny to be there she told me. You should have seen her Glorfindel. She's beautiful the spitting image of Celebrian. I missed out on so much." Elrond said, his voice finally cracking underneath the emotions he'd been trying to hide as a tear ran down his cheek. Something the five inhabitants of the room saw rarely.
His children got up and walked over to their father and wrapped their arms around him, comforting him and telling him that there wasn't anything he could have done.
"where is she now?" Glorfindel asked, he'd been sent to protect Elrond and his children, that meant that Naurrethil fell under that protection as well. But the valar had chosen her to be the saviour of the last elves on Arda.
"I know not and it worries me. she said that I should come here instead of joining her in battle." Elrond said, shaking his head.
"do you want me to leave with an army?" Glorfindel asked, getting up as he asked his dear friend. his two sons getting up saying they would join him.
"No, she'll come here after it was done. she left an hour before me, so she should be getting there as well. You'll never get there in time." Elrond said with sadness in his eyes.
so for the next month or so Imladris was informed of the matter that they had another Princess of Imladris. it was met by a ray of different answers.
some didn't doubt the story, believing it all from the first word. there were other sceptical, but not denying it entirely and there were who didn't believe it at all. Elrond had said that they would believe it the moment they saw her. kicking himself for not having seen it himself.
the next month was long and hard for Elrond and his children as they awaited the homecoming of their sibling. the sister they had never known or met. They wanted to meet her and get to know her. They wanted to spend time with her. get the lost time back and know how their naneth was doing.
and then one day word came from the border that a lone rider one great white stallion was riding up to Rivendell, the word quickly spread as Glorfindel himself rode out to meet her.
the twins had been told to stay behind in Imladris with their father and sister to await their new sister.
every mile they had gotten closer to Imladris was one where Naurrethil was rethinking her decision to go. Would they accept her? Would her father now he had time to think about it all doubt her? Would they send her away? Would they shoot arrows at her, it seemed to have become a tradition whenever she was near a new place.
"everything will be alright." she heard her steeds voice in her head. "I hope you're right Mellon-nin." she smiled, patting his neck.
"It seems we'll have an earlier welcome than we thought" her horse stated all of a sudden as Naurrethil was scanning the surroundings around her.
looking ahead she could see a group of four elves riding up to her, making sure her cloak and cape was secured she continued at the same pace. Suldal had ridden hard and long enough. she didn't seem the need to keep on pressing him.
"you think it's one of your adar's guards?" Suldal's voice said in her head. "probably, we're very close to his borders." Naurrethil smiled, looking ahead to the approaching party.
when they finally approached her with cautious and wary eyes she noticed that one was very welcoming, the only one with Golden hair. 'Glorfindel' she realised from her mother's tales about him.
he really was as stunning and splendid as her mother had told her. "Mae Govannen," he said to her, his hand on his chest. "Mae Govannen Glorfindel." she returned the gesture and chuckled as she saw the surprise on his face.
"Naneth has told me much about you. I can't imagine you being anyone else but the great Glorfindel." Naurrethil chuckled as she pushed back her cape, revealing herself to the elves and they all gasped. "You look so much like her," Glorfindel told her with a smile.
"aye, so I have been told." she nodded her head and noticed that her light was lighting up around them, the twilight having fallen. Anor making place for ithil in the skies. and she hadn't even uncovered her body. one of the reasons she didn't, it drew far too much attention to her.
"Elrond was right. Your light outshines any elf I know." Glorfindel smiled at her. "aye, manwë says it's because I have only known the light of the two trees when I was growing up." Naurrethil explained as they five of them started making their way back.
her tiara had been kept in her bags, not wanting to lose it and it was best kept safe in the protected bags given to her.
"Will Ada still let me enter Imladris?" she asked and she heard her own vulnerability in her voice.
"Why wouldn't he? You're his daughter." Glorfindel replied, surprised that she would even think that. "I just thought that now when he had some time to think about it." she started but was quickly silenced by the elven lord.
"Your ada loves you already, he's beating himself up that he missed so much of your childhood." he explained and she nodded in understanding.
by the time they passed the borders of Imladris, Ithil had really set in the skies and Naurrethil tried to suppress her glow a little knowing the elves would be stunned at it.
it made her tired more quickly to do so here in adar, the darkness in this world making it more tiring. "What are you doing?" Glorfindel asked, noticing the light surrounding them got dimmer.
"Dimming my inner light, I don't like to. It makes me tired more quickly here in Arda. But I can't imagine the elves wouldn't be surprised to see it." she explained with a shrug of her shoulders.
"You shouldn't if it makes you tired quicker and the inhabitants of Imladris have already been notified about your existence." he told her with a reassuring smile and gave her a bigger smile when he noticed the light getting brighter again.
it took them another half an hour to reach the gates of Imladris and she could see as they took the small path towards the centre that many people had gathered there.
'at least I won't get arrows shot my way this time.' she thought to herself as she started to recognise her adars face on the stair and she assumed her siblings were standing one lower than him.
taking a deep breath to steady her nerves she looked up and prayed to the valar that everything would be alright as they got nearer.
Yar man mahta rá cálë a fairië na te enviyanta a turyanna the lammava nya oma == Those who fight for light and freedom let them heal and strengthen at the sound of my voice
Na yar han nya athaë leyla in rainë mandos Alatuyla te in yar dûm. Nya te ea mi rainë == Let those beyond my healing pass in peace Mandos Welcome them in your halls. Let them be in peace.
Nening Sovau I Olca vanals mallës ammat I olca minacca celumës == Water wash away the evil from Dale's street devour the evil in your streams.
Cemen Tuilindo I olca Mahta yaron Palúrë == Earth Swallow the evil fighting on your surface
Suru Limba I orca talo yar Fanyarë == Wind drop the evil from your skies.
Uru mi me ammati orca palusinandor == Fire within me devour the evil spreading this land.
Daernaneth = Grandmother;
Daerada =Grandfather
Mae govannen = Welcome.
Iel-nin = My daughter.
Mellon-nin = My friend
So that's the promised Chapter. I do hope you like it. I'd love to hear your thoughts about it so please leave a review down below. love K