DISCLAIMER: aside from my own original characters auroa kalinan larien Idril and amethyst this all belongs to . Tolkien

Chapter Thirteen: The full story

Auroa woke to the sound of her door being banged open. Blearily opened her eyes, she could see patches of bright sunlight around the room before her view was obscured with the extremely irritated face of Larien.

"Milady I have been trying to wake you for the past five minutes, will you please get up Lord Elrond is requesting your presence."

For a few minutes Auroa sat dumbly on the bed before she realized what Larien had said. Her eyes shot open and she sat bolt upright wide awake. "He is requesting my presence! Why?"

"I do not know milady I am only a maid, but I do know that if you don't get dressed immediately you will be late and never find out what he wants."

Auroa sighed and stretched before getting out of bed and turning to Larien.

"How many times will I need to ask you to just call me Auroa?" She questioned.

"Many more Lady Auroa, you are the grandchild of a lord and the daughter of a stewards son, you are a lady and will be addressed as so." Larien seemed quite flustered so Auroa gave no more argument on the subject deciding that perhaps it would be better to discuss it later.

Twenty minutes later Auroa immerged from the room looking somewhat presentable. A long red gown hung to her toes and a silver circlet resting on her head. Auroa didn't thing she'd ever get used to the dress thing. Back in England she'd basically lived in jeans and jogging bottoms. Dresses and horses were just two of the things she really disliked about this world. That's where the presentable stopped. With only a quick brush having gone through it and no straightners available Auroa's hair was slightly frizzy and her face gradually getting redder as she and Larien started to run towards Lord Elrond's study already five minutes late.

Arriving at the door Larien gave a small nod of encouragement to Auroa before walking away leaving her alone. Raising a fist Auroa hesitantly knocked on the oak door.

"Enter" came the swift reply.

Once she'd opened the door she could see into the room and spent the next few seconds in stunned amazement. All along the walls were the most beautiful paintings and carvings she had ever laid eyes on. It seemed to be a story though of what she could not imagine it may have even been one that her mother had told her. A small cough drew her out of her daze and she looked to the desk that stood in front of a high majestic window. Sat behind it was Lord Elrond studying her in clear amusement. Stood by his side was Glorfindal, her newly found Grandfather he too was looking her with fondness, and on his other side Amethyst was leaning against a bookcase weighed down with a number of heavy books.

Auroa curtsied clumsily, how she hated doing that, she could not even begin to imagine what an idiot she must look like.

"My lord, Larien said you wanted to speak with me?" Her voice was eager and questioning she hoped she'd finally get some answers. It had not been that long ago that she had been sat by her mothers side in the hospital and so much had happened since then. Elrond clasped his hands together and watched her for a moment,

"Yes, yes I did, come sit and I will explain."

"You have I believe heard the tale of Kalinan and Idril have you not?" He questioned her. At her slight nod he continued,

"And just last night you were told a little of what happened when your mother was found on top of what I told you the other day."

She gave another slight nod.

"Now it is time that you were told everything. You know that Kalinan was banished to a tower where he had no chance of escaping, what we now know and what Idril knew then was that there was a way for him to get out, if he regained the darkness, the orb then he could regain strength slowly but eventually he would become as strong and powerful as he was in the height of his power. Although this happening was very unlikely the tower he was banished to was by no means left unprotected against attempts to get in and out. And the orb was no where to be seen, it had disappeared along with Kalinan. Lots of people tried to save him. Most of the world was against Kalinan, hated him and rejoiced in his demise. There were a select few however who were loyal, power hungry and angry many died in the attempt to get back their master."

Here Elrond took a breath and sighed. Auroa was listening attentively to his every word eager to learn more. So he carried on.

"Eventually they gave up, but the ones that did survive searched, they searched for the orb and as everyone believed Kalinan to be dead no one else was searching thinking it destroyed. And there we made our mistake; no one stopped them they passed on the task to their descendants and so on. Until just over fourteen years ago it was discovered. The finder took it straight to the tower and so surrounded by evil and power it broke through the protection around the tower and Kalinan was able to reclaim the orb"

He looked pointedly at her. "Idril said she'd return" Auroa said. "But just because I was born at the right time does not make me her, lots of people would have been born then."

"But you forget you were being hunted, Kalinan with the orb identified you as the correct child and immediately sent out hunters, they failed and you were sent to your other world."

Auroa was shocked, and still in denial she could not be some elf warrior, it was impossible,

"How is it possible, Idril was an elf, I am human a mortal." She asked desperate to find a mistake.

"Yes you are a human it was not specified as to what she would return as but you must be worthy to hold her soul. As for being mortal, your injury the other day should have killed you yet here you walk, perhaps you won't be immortal but you will certainly be hard to kill. And your mothers heritage is unknown still, perhaps she has a link to elves and to Idril and maybe with her soul inside if you it could have awoken some of that heritage. It is however all guess work. I have people working on your mothers heritage but so far nothing has turned up."

"But for now it is time for lunch we will continue this later"

And so standing up the four people exited the study. Auroa still coming to terms with the fact that she was Idril.

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