After teaching some of her friends how to do stunts on a horse, a maid came to her and informs her that it is time for the ball. Cellin bid good-bye to her friends and followed the maid to her respective room. There, Cellin found her mother, Galadriel directing maids to prepare Cellin's bath and clothes.

"Nana, you don't have to prepare a lot for me." Cellin gestured all the things her mother prepared, "Don't you think it is a bit too much."

"Nonsense, tinu." Galadriel smiled, "The ball is to honour your return. Besides, it is also for the Fellowship which you are part of it."

"Well, if you insist, nana." Cellin gave in.

A maid led Cellin to the bathroom for a warm bath. Cellin noticed that there are these red flower petals sprinkled in the bath as she slid in. Washing off the dirt, she started to wonder about something. What if I embarrassed myself in front of everyone?

Cellin got up and wrapped herself in a white robe. She exited the bathroom and found two maids gesturing her to sit down on a chair. Cellin sat down and the two maids started to show her a few dresses she can wear for the ball while another maid did her hair. Cellin didn't like the dresses until the maids show her the last dress. Cellin looked at it for awhile. The dress was white with a silver belt that was decorated with diamonds and aquamarines.

Cellin smiled brightly as she examines the dress. "This is the one."

"It is beautiful, Lady Cellin." A maid commented.

"You would look beautiful in this dress." Another maid smiled.

"Thank-you!" Cellin said, "By the way, do you know where my mother is?"

"She went to get ready for the ball." The first maid answered, "She said she will come back once she gets change."

"Oh, ok."

Cellin sat still as the maids get her ready. She slipped on her white dress and wait for her mother. Soon, her mother came in, clad in white. Cellin noticed her mother holding a wooden box.

"You look beautiful, tinu." Galadriel walked in.

"Thank-you, nana."

"But, there is something missing." Galadriel said as she looked at her daughter's hair.

"What is it?" Cellin threw her hands on top of her head.

"I think you need a circlet." Galadriel opened the wooden box.

"Nana," Cellin widened her eyes as she saw what's inside the box, "It is beautiful."

"I am glad you like it." Galadriel smiled, "Here, let me put it on you."

Cellin turned around and let Galadriel put on her crown. She closed her eyes as she felt the weight of the circlet. It is quite light and it sparkles as Cellin walked. The silver circlet had strings of diamonds hanging from the crown and a flower was designed on the back of the circlet. Cellin showed her mother and Galadriel started to looked a bit sad.

"Nana, why do you look sad." Cellin said.

"You remind me so much of your older sister."

"My older sister?" Cellin said with curiosity as she leaned forward to hear more.

"Yes, your older sister, Celebrian. She married Elrond and had three children. Their names are Elladen, Elrohir and Arwen. Elladen and Elrohir are twins while Arwen is the youngest." Galadriel explained, "But, I am sure you meet them."

"I did, nana." Cellin nodded, "But, did Celebrian and I ever meet before I was sent away?"

"No." Galadriel lowered her eyes, "Once you were born, your sister has already sailed to the West."

"Oh." Cellin slumped her shoulders down, "By the way, what is the 'West' anyway?"

Galadriel gave a saddened look to her daughter, "It means that you have to leave Middle Earth when you time here is done and sailed to Undying lands. Your sister is now there."

Unable to look at her mother, Cellin felt sad that she couldn't meet her biological older sister.

"But, do not be sad, tinu." Galadriel lift Cellin's chin up, "You will see her one day."

Cellin nodded and smiled faintly. Then, a knock was heard and she turned around along with her mother. There, Celeborn walked in, dressed in white and green clothes. He kissed his wife's cheek and his daughter's forehead.

"You look beautiful, tinu." Celeborn observed, "I see you are already wearing the crown."

"Yes, ada."

"I think we should tell her, Celeborn." Galadriel looked at her husband.

"But, do we?" Celeborn asked, "We just found her and now we are going to sent her away again."

"What's wrong? What do you mean again?" Cellin looked at her mother and father back and forth.

"I think we should let your father explain about this since he is the most protective." Galadriel smiled.

Cellin looked at her father and wait for an answer.

"Cellin, as we formally introduce you to the other elves, some elves might ask you for your hand in marriage." Celeborn said, "They will present you a red tulip or a whole bundle of red tulip that symbolize their availability to be your husband."

"But, I barely know them." Cellin protested, "They can ask me for my hand in marriage, but I will refuse. Suitors, they shall be, but husband, they shall not."

"Then, you need to find a way to kindly refuse them, tinu." Celeborn put a hand Cellin's shoulder, "Do not harshly refuse them or else it would break their hearts. I remember that your nana had to escape from all her suitors instead of refusing them kindly."

Galadriel sent a glare to Celeborn as Cellin try to hide her laugh.

"I understand, ada." Cellin regain her posture.

"Good, shall we go now, ladies?" Celeborn after both of his arm, "We shouldn't let the guest waiting."

Cellin smiled and took her father's arm. Galadriel looked at her husband as she knows something is going to happen during the ball.

The Fellowship had just arrived for the ball and the first thing they saw was a bunch of she- elves glancing at Legolas. Legolas didn't bother to look at them since his heart belongs to someone else. He hasn't confessed his love to her, but tonight, he will grab the chance to. Legolas noticed that a lot of men have red tulip in their hand. He heard that whoever presents Cellin a red tulip shows that they are available to her. His expression darkened a bit, but Aragorn patted his shoulder, showing that she will refuse those men. Suddenly, a sound of horn was heard. They were presenting the Lord and Lady of Lothlórien.

Everyone watched as Celeborn and Galadriel walked down the stairs.

"Welcome, everyone. Today, the ball is to welcome the Fellowship of the Ring, but most of all, the ball is to celebrate that my youngest daughter have finally return home." Celeborn spoke loudly, "I would like to present to you my youngest daughter, Cellin."

All eyes are on Cellin as she gracefully walked down the stairs. Men who were holding red tulip, awed at her beauty. Cellin has inherited her mother's looks, but she inherited her father's wisdom.

As she walked down the last few steps, she hear how beautiful she is and how she and her older sister, Celebrian look a bit similar. Celeborn held a hand to Cellin and she took it. Then, Celeborn led her to the middle of the dance floor. Cellin instantly knew that the reason why her father led her to the middle of the dance floor is because of the father-daughter dance. They danced gracefully until the music came to a finish. Everyone clapped and the celebration began.

"You dance well, tinu." Galadriel said as she walked over.

"Indeed, you did, Cellin." Celeborn took her wife's hand, "Tell me, where did you learn how to dance so elegantly? Even I have trouble matching your footsteps."

Cellin smiled when she heard her mother and father's praise. "Back at Earth, my adoptive parents found out that I love to dance. They arranged me dancing lessons and I happily took the chance to learn it. After a few years, I have mastered a few dances along with my adoptive older brother, Derek."

"Do you miss your adoptive family?"

"I do." Cellin sighed, "But, sadly my adoptive parents died in an accident and left me with Derek."

Celeborn and Galadriel exchanged looks as they heard what happen to Cellin's adoptive parents.

"Derek had a lot of pressure in him since he inherited his family's business. And he was only 12 years old when he inherited it." Cellin continue, "However, he remained strong and had his uncle helping him. I remembered one time that he was so tired, he couldn't stay out of bed, but with the help from me and my adoptive uncle, he managed."

"Then, if you have a chance to see him again, will you take the chance or leave it." Galadriel asked.

"I will take it," Cellin responded, "When the time is right."

"You sound wise, my dear." Celeborn put his hands on Cellin's shoulders, "You know when the time is right and when the time is wrong. I am very proud of you."

"Thank you ada."

"Now, why don't you go enjoy the ball? I can sense that there are many men waiting for you to receive their flower." Celeborn said, "And maybe you will find your match tonight."

Cellin blushed at her father's words. She excused herself and walked away. Galadriel smiled faintly as she watches her daughter taking her leave.

"I see you have accepted those two together." Galadriel smirked slightly at her husband.

Celeborn let out a sigh. "He better treat her well or else.

"Hey." Cellin walked to her friends, "Enjoying the ball."

"Well, it is not that bad, lassie." Gimli grumbled, "But, it could have much better music."

"Hmmmm," Cellin said, "Maybe one day, you can show me how you, dwarfs celebrate, then?"

Gimli lit up immediately once he heard Cellin's suggestion. "Are you sure? The way dwarves celebrate are way different from the way elves celebrate."

"I am sure." Cellin nodded, "And I can tell that the way dwarves celebrate has a lot of involvement with alcohol."

"How do you know?" Gimli widened his eyes.

"Let's just say I know a lot of things that you don't know, Gimli." Cellin smiled cleverly.

Gimli looked away as he try to figure out what Cellin mean.

"So, Cellin." Boromir asked, "Did you receive any red tulips, yet?"

"Look for yourself, Boromir." Cellin gestured him to look at the pile of flowers she received. The entire pile was filled with red tulip. Some were in bouquets and some were just receive in a single red flower.

"That's a lot." Merry whispered.

"Indeed." Aragorn smirked, "Let me guess, you reject them all."

Cellin nodded, "Ada said to reject them kindly, so I did."

"How?" Pippin asked.

"Touch them once and don't touch them again." Cellin spoke in a clever tone, "This shows that you are not interested towards them."

"And you haven't spoke a single word towards them?" Sam looked at Cellin.

"Well, I did." Cellin replied, "All I said was a thank you."

"Very wise of you." Aragorn chucked, "Very wise."

"Why, thank you, Aragorn." Cellin smiled.

Unfortunately, Cellin didn't notice Legolas standing there. Legolas was a bit nervous and try to talk to her, but can't. Then, Legolas saw an elf shyly asking Cellin for a dance. Looking at her friends, she accepted the elf's offer. Cellin felt uncomfortable as she dance with the stranger. The stranger had one of his hands on Cellin's waist and another hand clutching Cellin's hand. The poor elf tried to bring up a conversation, but he quickly stop since Cellin only did was nod or shake her head. The stranger even tries to press his body closer to Cellin, but Cellin took a step back away from him. Can't wait to get this over with. The dance was over and Cellin excused herself from the stranger before he could ask for a second dance. As she turned around, another elf ask for a dance. Groaning in her mind, she accepted. One by one, Cellin had to dance with all her suitors. This is going to be one long night for her.

"I hate them all." Cellin muttered to herself as she sat down.

Cellin finally escape from her suitors' clutches and had decided to walk around the garden. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Cellin felt like herself. She leaned on a oak tree and closed her eyes.

"Aren't you suppose to be back at the ball?" a voice came up.

Cellin shot her eyes up and saw Legolas standing in front of her. She stood up and looked at Legolas.

"It is such a bothersome back there." Cellin said unhappily, "They couldn't stop bothering me."

"They?" Legolas raised an eyebrow.

"Suitors."

"Ahh, I see." Legolas finally realized, "Back at Mirkwood, women would always try to grab my attention, but I refuse to look at them."

"Really?"

"Yep." Legolas said, "But, there was one woman who caught my eye. I fell in love with her once I saw her. She was breathtaking and wise. Then, I realized that I want to be with her for the rest of my life. However, I was too shy to tell her how I feel."

"Oh." Cellin said as she tries to hide her disappointment.

"But, today, I said I will tell her how I feel." Legolas said as he pulled out something from his pocket.

Cellin gasped slightly as she saw Legolas pulling out a red tulip. Legolas got in one knee and present the flower to her.

"The woman I fell in love is part of the Fellowship of the Ring." Legolas spoke as he present the flower to Cellin, "The woman I fell in love is the Light Bearer and the hope of all elves, dwarves and men. The woman I fell in love is the youngest daughter of Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel of Lothlórien. The woman I fell in love is you."

Cellin had tears in her eyes as she took the red tulip. Legolas leaned a bit forward to hear Cellin's answer. Cellin took Legolas's hand and pulled him up for a hug.

"I love you, too Legolas." Cellin said as she hugged Legolas, "Ever since I met you, I want to be with you. But, aren't you afraid that Sauron might take me away from you."

"I am not afraid. I will make sure that he won't touch a single hair of yours even if I need to fight him." Legolas vowed, "I will stay by your side until my last."

"Then, so be it, my love."

Legolas hugged her back as soon as he heard Cellin's responses. She was his and he was hers.

Cellin pulled away and looks at Legolas' blue eyes. "What about your father, the king?"

"I am sure that my ada will be pleased to hear that our houses joining together.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, my love." Legolas nodded, "He will."

Then, everything went silently as Legolas slowly lean in for a kiss. Wrapping her arms around Legolas' neck, Cellin kissed him back. The kiss was soft yet there was so much passion in it. Legolas pulled away and looked into Cellin's eyes.

"That was amazing." Legolas said.

Cellin blushed and looked away from Legolas. Her eyes landed on the path that takes her back to the ball. An idea came to Cellin as she looked back at Legolas.

"It seems the ball will be over soon." Cellin smiled, "Why don't we have the last dance for the ball?"

Legolas smirked once he heard Cellin's idea. "Then, let's go. Besides, it shows that you are mine and mine only."

Legolas and Cellin ran back to the ball, holding hands. And of course, they were just in time for the last dance. Cellin's suitors saw Cellin coming back, but soon stop when they noticed that Cellin is already taken by Legolas. Galadriel smiled with glee as she watches her daughter dancing with the Mirkwood prince. She turned to her husband and sent a message to him. I told you so.

Red tulips mean a declaration of love

Yay! They are together! I am sorry for the wait. I had a huge project and I had to finish it. Please REVIEW and I look forward to see you guys in the next chapter. Also, if you know any good Legolas' fanfic, please recommend some for me. Lately, I have been trying find a good Legolas' fanfic when I am bored. Thank- you!