I AM SO SORRY! Things got a tad crazy, and I completely forgot to upload this... But hey! I'm here, and so is this new chapter! I sincerely hope you enjoy it.
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Shadow (Ghost Avatar): Thank you! And that's my plan, I want to keep it as close as I can, but there will be some small tweaks, which have a big impact.
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Twibe! Don't worry, those few loose ends will be tied up soon!

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While we were joking around, I had allowed myself to 'switch off' my powers so to speak. I wasn't focusing on anything, and I wasn't in danger as all of the orcs had been killed. So when I felt an angry presence that was closing the distance between us, I panicked. My father was coming, he would be there any time now. So I did the only thing I could do. The one thing I did best. Panicked.

"Oh no oh no oh no! This isn't what I need right now!" I wailed. Legolas looked at me strangely.

"What do you mean? What's wrong?" he asked, wondering why I was in full panic mode.

"My father is almost here! He isn't supposed to be here! He's supposed to be getting the swo-" my eyes widened and I slapped my hand over my mouth. "Oh dear. Please please pretend you didn't hear that!" I couldn't believe that I had almost let that bit of information slip. No-one was supposed to know about the sword until my father presented it to Aragorn.

Gimli gave me a look as if to tell me that I was crazy. Well, in a way, I was. Legolas took my hands into his. "Just breathe love. I'm sure everything is ok."

"Okay?" I shouted, "No everything is not okay! He's supposed to be holed up in his council room talking to grandmama. Not coming to give me grief! Oh lord give me strength!"

My father was about a five minutes' ride away now. I ran into the keep to try and make myself a little more presentable. I quickly ran my fingers through my hair to try and untangle some of the knots that had formed whilst I was fighting, and then gave up. It would take more than a few minutes to take care of that mess. I sighed and walked slowly back to the wall of the keep, where I could see my father's horse closing the distance.

'I'm doomed' I thought.

'No you're not,' Shadow spoke to me. 'He is just worried. He has not seen you in many years.'

'Urgh. You're right,' I sighed. 'Let's get this over with I suppose.' I waited until the clattering of hooves from my father's horse reached the bricks of the causeway, and then I felt an arm around my waist, and one on my shoulder. I knew the arm on my waist belonged to Legolas, and the hand was Haldir's. It felt nice to know they were there with me, and would also suffer my father's wrath.

As he came closer, the features of his face became clearer. His eyes were dark and stormy, showing his emotion, and his brow was furrowed. I gulped. Time to face the music then.

"Hi daddy," I said, as he dismounted his horse, trying to seem as innocent as possible.

"That's all you have to say to me?" he asked, and I gulped again.

"I'm sorry. There was no way to contact you." I hung my head. Tears starting to form in my eyes. I then felt his fingers on my chin, lifting my head up.

"My dear daughter, you look just like your mother. She would be so proud of you, as I am. Do not despair, I am not angry. Seeing you once again with these old eyes brings warmth to my heart." He spoke softly. The tears that had been threatening were now running in rivulets down my cheeks as I looked into the eyes of the father that I had not seen in so many years.

I threw my arms around him as I sobbed. The feeling of being in his arms again brought warm memories from when Arwen and I were younger, and he was raising us. We were only very young when our mother sailed to Valinor, so ada was our main care giver. He could sometimes be a harsh father, but he had two young girls, as well as a kingdom of elves to look after. Sometimes, it was like he had two different personalities, one for when he was dealing with political matters, and one for when he was around my sister and I.

"Ada, why are you here? I know that we haven't seen each other for a long time, but aren't there some more important things that need to be completed?" I asked him, giving him a little nudge.

"I have left Aldenor in charge. He will make sure everything goes to plan my daughter." I could feel his confusion at the fact I knew what he was planning.

"As soon as your grandmother informed me you were finally home, I almost dropped everything just to get here in time."

My eyes widened slightly. While I was living with my father, I had never known him willingly put such an important job in someone else's hands. He would much rather be there to oversee it himself. This made me realise just how much he had missed me. I smiled softly.

"Ada, as much of a joy it is to see you, I need to retire. Before you arrived we had only just finished the battle. I need to sort out this birds' nest of hair before I can even hope to be presentable for the feast tonight." I spoke to him, trying tp hide the fact that I was drained beyond relief, and that I was hoping to have a nap before I had to start getting ready.

"My daughter, we will have time to catch up later. I can tell you are weary from the battle. Go, rest, and we will talk later." He replied.

I nodded my head and embraced him one more time. As I pulled away I turned to Legolas and Haldir. "Please make sure that someone finds Ada a suitable room?" I asked them.

"Anything for you my love," Legolas assured me. I could feel ada's eyes on me, wondering if anything had happened between Legolas and I.

I quickly scarpered, reminding myself to have a few words with Legolas later at the feast. We were getting along, but I wasn't sure that I loved him just yet. There were strong feelings but whether they were love or not, was a mystery to me. On my way to my room, I stopped one of the serving girls, and asked her to wake me an hour before the feast started. This would give me more than enough time to get ready. As I reached my chambers, I quickly slipped out of my battle armour and into my nightgown. I ran a brush softly through my hair, to rid the tangles, and put it into a side braid that came over my shoulder. As soon as my head hit the soft pillow, I was out for the count.

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So there you have it! Elrond has made an appearance a lot earlier than originally, but it's to be expected... The next chapter is going to be Selene's dream (virtual cookies to those who guess who appears in Selene's dream) and the feast. I don't have it written up yet, but fingers crossed I can write it today... Depends how busy work is hehe.

Peace, love and happiness
Emma