The dwarves and wizard finally caught up to me. The little hobbit lost his breath at the site of Rivendell. My eyes caught sight of Lindir. Lindir looked confused, "I thought-."

I interrupted him speaking with venom, "Orcs."

Lindir's eyes widened but brought his attention to Gandalf, "Mithrandir. It's nice to see you."

Gandalf returned his greeting. Gandalf looked down at me before looking at Lindir, "I need to speak to Lord Elrond."

Lindir opened his mouth but I beat him to it, "Oh him well he isn't here. Try again later."

Gandalf narrowed his eyes at my form. I am irritated at both men. Lindir's lips went into a firm line before speaking, "My lord Elrond isn't here."

I knew he was going to ask where he is so I answered him before the question left his lips, "He should be coming back soon..."

I waited for the horns and there they are. I pointed behind us, "And there he is!"

The dwarves mumbled against each other before they pulled the hobbit into the middle. I was not pulled near them as they made sure they kept their distance. Horses hooves thundered against the ground. The older dwarves kept their eye on me and the elves around. A lone horse thundered past the occupied horses and slowly went to a stop in front of me. I smiled nuzzling my face into his mane. My voice muffled in his hair, "I'm glad you're alright Bellsulion."

He neighed in response. I ran my hands through his mane. Elrond moved his horse to the front of the pack, "Gandalf."

Gandalf bowed in response. Once he was straight up he spoke, "Lord Elrond. My friend. Where have you been?"

Elrond answered, "We were on patrol and Miriel broke away from the pack. We seemed to be hunting down Orcs and slayed a few by the hidden pass."

Gandalf's eyes looked at me. I could feel it burn in the back of my head. Gandalf spoke, "We found Miriel with the dwarves. She saved a few."

I moved Bellsulion to the other side of the pack and company, "Let's go my dear Bellsulion. You need to rest as do I!"

Thorin grumbled with acidity, "She is with the elves."

The hatred is known between the line of Durin and elves. More so line of Durin hatred to the elves. Thranduil gave elves a bad name. Elrond spoke up, "It's strange to have Orcs near the borders. Something or someone has drawn them near."

I grabbed the reins leaving the group at Elrond's front step. I whispered to Bellsulion, "Hatred is harbored within those dwarves... Only they can let their hatred go."

His hooves clicked against the stone as I led him to the stables. I brushed his mane and coat to get any dirt off. I spoke to Bellsulion, "I wonder why I cannot see any of my visions. Only one vision came clear and that's me saving that young dwarf. Everything else that involves me is blurred. One in particular vision though..."

I heard laughter coming into the stable making me look at the source or should I say sources. Elladan piped up, "Auntie? I thought you were on patrol with Adar."

I rolled my eyes waving my hand to wipe away any negativity, "I saved some dwarves after I broke away and now I would think Gandalf and your father should be escorting the new guests to dinner."

Elrohir rounded around into my vision, "Will you tell us what you spoke with Adar earlier? It made you run off into the forest."

I eyed the two, "How'd you-?"

Elladan interrupted, "We saw you in the forest hacking into the bark of a tree."

Elrohir nodded, "I don't think the tree deserved that if you spoke to us about it."

My lips went into a firm line, "It's adult business."

The twins groaned and spoke in unison, "We are adults!"

I counted in my head the years, no centuries, no wait thousands of years since they been born. I cursed in my head, "You got me there you two... Well... let me tell you a story."

I brushed Bellsulion's coat as I continued, "Your Emel and I are seer-ers. I unfortunately see majority of the time devastating events... Your Emel well she saw happy things. Always. Sometimes I get the happy events like me or someone saving someone. Recently I have these visions and I am the only thing that isn't blurred. Everything else like people and scenery is blurred. However it is only certain visions. Earlier when on patrol... I had a clear vision of me saving a dwarf. I did just that but since then I haven't had a vision."

Elladan and Elrohir both put their hands on their chins and rub it in thought. Elladan smiled like a cheshire, "It might have to do with your one."

My brows knitted together, "Don't be foolish. I'm a 5,100 year old she-elf. I think I'm past my time of finding my one."

Elrohir shook his head, "Don't get yourself out of the count, Auntie. You'll find someone."

Elladan nodded in agreement, "You then can give us cousins!"

I frowned, "You guys... I don't need children when I have you two to substitute plus Arwen."

Elladan stuck out his bottom lip like a child. Elrohir frowned, "We were adults when Emel passed on. That doesn't count."

I put away the brush and gave Bellsulion a kiss on his snout, "Rest up Bellsulion."

I waved my hand walking out of the stables with the two following, "I don't need children nor my one. I'm content with being just by myself."

The two chorused, "You know what happens when you don't find your one at a certain time frame."

I mocked repeated what Elrond said to me centuries ago, "If you are not able to find your one, Miriel... I am afraid you will have a strange fate. I know I know you two. I am fine. Nothing happened to me."

Elrohir pointed out as he took two strides to be slightly ahead of me, "Your visions. They are blurry when it comes to you. Only certain things though."

Elladan agreed, "So it has to deal with your one."

Elrohir and Elladan both spoke in unison, "It makes sense Auntie. Don't you deny it."

I huffed. They may be right. It might have to do with my one. I just am not ready to meet and be with my one. So who ever it is can suck it up! I walked a little faster, "Now stop with that non-sense. I'll see you two at dinner. I need to bathe and freshen up...again."

The twin brothers stopped their walking looking at each other with frowns on their faces.