Hi guys! It's Jenna! I just wanted to take this time to say that I am under absolutely no impressions. I do not own Lord of the Rings. I do, however, own Myraneth Accolte, the thirteen Princesses of Mirkwood forest, Majesty's March, and my plot line.

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Sorry guys, this chapter is short. I can't guarantee when the long chapters will be back. But anyway, on with the story!

10

The King of the Golden Halls

We made good time to Edoras. I'll spare the details, but we met Elle and Alianna just outside of the city. They both tackled me off of Majesty and were overjoyed to hear that I was alright.

"Legolas, Estel, and Gimli and Gandalf rode in yesterday," Elle said, "We stayed hidden. Mithrandir knows we're here, but nobody else does."

"Aly, Elle, was Boromir with them?"

"No. Nobody has heard where he is."

We entered the city, and the Rohirrim left us to put up their horses. We made for the king of the Golden Halls.

Hama, the doorkeeper, announced us.

"The house is alive again, Théoden King," I said as I came through the door, "It is in mourning, but the life is back."

"Who are you? Declare yourself!" The King called.

"I am surprised you don't recognize me. I am Myraneth Accolte, Firstborn daughter of Elrond Half-Elven. This is Princess Everlas Starleaf, Princess Eleanor, or Elle, and Princess Alianna Goldenwood of Northern Mirkwood Forest."

I then saw Legolas.

"Myraneth!" He cried. He raced forward, "Star! Aly! Elle!" He just about knocked Star off her feet with his hug.

We switched to Elfish, "Legolas, are you well? How are Estel, Gimli, and Boromir? Aragorn!" For Estel himself had just entered the Golden hall. I engulfed him in a hug.

In the hug, I whispered a few words and cleared up the last of his bladder infection.

"Lord Aragorn!" Théoden demanded. He was staring at us like he had never seen Elves before. Mind you, I doubt he had ever seen Elves acting like us. Some people said that I channelled the spirit of a child and a mind that was wise beyond the norm. That was why I had been called Everyoung or even Soarral, which meant 'child at heart.' I have been told that I brought out the child in all those around me.

Lord Aragorn?

"My apologies, my lord. Myraneth was the tenth member of our Fellowship. Elle, Everlas, and Aly are Lord Legolas' sisters. Alianna and Elle are twins, and Everlas is Legolas' twin." Aragorn explained.

"Very well. Eowyn, if you would show these women to some rooms."

"Yes, uncle," A fair skinned, golden-haired maiden stepped forward. The Lady Eowyn, shieldmaiden of Rohan.

As we headed off, I called, "Legolas, you're elected the position of putting up the horses. Who knows what kind of havoc they've reaped."

"Very well, Wolf girl."

Elle and Aly thanked Eowyn at their room.

"The princesses of Mirkwood are always welcome at Edoras," She replied.

"Really?" Everlas asked, "All thirteen of us?"

"Thirteen?" Eowyn stuttered.

"Yes, milady. There is Elle, Alianna, Anastasia, Tatyana, Megan, Kendara, Ginny, Victoire, Matilda, Elevra, Minerva, Morgana, and me. And then Legolas is Ada's heir."

Eowyn stared in shock.

"Everlas, don't overwhelm her!" I took Eowyn's fair hand, "Sorry, she does that a lot. We didn't mean to overwhelm you. The same thing happens when I tell people my Father is Elrond, my grandmother is the Lady of Light, Galadriel and my sister is pretty much engaged to Isildur's heir, who is my foster brother, and I pretty much raised the thirteen Princesses and Crown Prince of Northern Mirkwood Forest."

"And you tell me not to overwhelm her?" Everlas muttered.

"Your sister is engaged to Isildur's heir? I thought that bloodline ran dry."

"No. Aragorn is Isildur's heir."

"Lord Aragorn! Your brother and your sister?"

"Foster brother. Eowyn, he's human, although one of the Dunedan. I am an Elf. And I am sorry, Eowyn. I can see your feelings for him. But he loves Arwen, and only Arwen."