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~Translation from Elven to English:

*Erulissë, "Fairest Elven child"


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"If dwarfs had one thing in common," Celeborn said with a slight curl of his lip as he and Galandriel sat at the dinner table amid the noise and rough jokes from Throbbi and his clan. "It can only be drink and food." He finished with a shudder before taking a small bit of his salad.

Galandriel comforted her husband with a gentle pat on the shoulder. "Just think of how good allies they make on the journey."

"Humph." He snorted.

It had been two days since Amy had gone with her father to San Franciso and already, it seemed that the house was half empty without her bright presence. It made Galadriel feel really warm inside whenever she was around her foster daughter. Something that she greatly missed since the departure of their own daughter, Celebrian. What had been done to her during the unsuspecting orc ambush still left a bitter taste in the powerful elleth's mouth. But the past was the past and at least with her own daughter being alive and well in the Undying lands, she could be content for the time being of teaching and watching over Erynion's daughter.

Alex had been absent from the dinner table that night, saying that she wasn't feeling that well since she had been working overtime at the vet due to large amounts of pets that needed to be tended to. Galadriel took a sip of her wine. Things seemed to be a lot more quieter around the mortal woman these days. She would often interact with her husband whenever he came around to show her affection, but once he was gone, she seemed to change into someone who always had that yearning in her eyes.

And Galadriel knew that yearning pointed to her former march warden, Erynion. Who else in this world would bring out that hidden smile on Alex's face whenever she was thinking of something, or perhaps a single touch of his hand would make her frazzled mind calm down enough to where she could talk things out.

"You have been worried about her, my love." Celeborn gently broke her thoughts. She turned her head to look at him with her clear blue eyes. His shoulders rose and fell as if a great feeling of weight had suddenly settled on them. "It will have to be soon that we must talk with her." He said gravely. "I fear that putting it off later and later would only making the situation much more worse then necessary."

"If only she would be open about the truth instead of hiding it from herself, Celeborn." Said Galadriel as she stole a side glance towards Laura's way. "It pains even her best friend and comrade to see the former shell of the woman she once knew."

"Does she knew the truth?" He asked softly.

Galadriel's lips thinned. "I think only part of it, but not all." She shook her head before taking another sip. "If she did, would you think that she'd allow Erynion to be far away from the one thing that kept him here in this world?"

"Erulissë is a strange child to begin with, love." Celeborn raised his glace and stared at its contents with a thoughtful look. "She continues to love her mother, despite all the hurtful words that is said to her, is willing to live a life that is uncertain in a world that is completely different from hers to the point that she will have to learn how to be dependent on the people around her, a long-forgotten father who returns upon sensing the danger that lurks around his daughter, and yet she still find strength to somehow accept everything that she believed to be true all her life with the same grace as that of her kin. Its absolutely amazing to not witness her have a complete breakdown."

"But having mortal blood running through one's veins," Galadriel cut in. "Brings out the vulnerable side of her. She is yet to show that side of herself, but given of what she had already learned from both parents, plus who knows how she will take of finding out that Erynion won't be coming back home with us. All half-bloods of the two races are given a choice of which one they are going to stand beside. Amy is no different from that held choice. In the end, she will have to make that choice, but if it is for herself or for those around her, I cannot foresee her final decision."

"Then perhaps you would prefer talking with Alex about it." Celeborn suggested with a nod towards the backdoor. Looking in the general direction, Galadriel saw Alex quietly slip outside.

"I think I will." She replied, standing up. "I'll be back in a little bit."

She silently walked out into the cold night air. Alex was sitting on one of the chairs, staring up at the stars. "Beautiful, aren't they?" Galadriel suddenly spoke.

Alex's head snapped around. She saw it was only the tall elleth watching her. "Oh, I didn't hear you come out." She gave her a small smile before turning her face upwards once more. "I remember how they looked on my first night of staying in your city. They were burning so brightly I swore that if perhaps I reached up with my hand, I could easily grab one and hold on to it." A small shadow passed over her face for moment before she shook her head quickly. "But it was a long time ago in another life." She added in a lower tone. "I don't even remember much."

"Or you just choose to not remember the past so that you can carve a life that doesn't hold what you are longing deep within your heart of hearts." Galadriel corrected her as she took a seat next to Alex. Her deep blue eyes searched the star covered sky for a moment. "Why do you run from your past like this?" She quietly asked in a gentle, but firm voice when she looked back at the mortal woman beside her. "There is no shame in acknowledging what happened to you. Yes, it was horrible and I should have done more for you when he took you, but that doesn't mean that you should end up hating everyone who helped you get back to your real home."

Alex laughed a bitter laugh. "Even when I came home after all was said and done, I still didn't feel right." She reached into her shirt and withdrew the wedding ring that Erynion had given back to her. "I was scared of telling him about the rap after telling him that I was pregnant with his child before it hall happened. The pain of seeing his anger and turmoil, all but killed me inside, Galadriel. I couldn't bear seeing his fair, immortal face everyday with my secret and know that perhaps my unborn child had been tainted with the enemy's seed."

"So you hid her from the truth, going as far as lying about her Ada's exsitance as you hid yourself from it as well." Galadriel pointed out. "Didn't you think that perhaps one day, he would come back and learn it all somehow, if not now, then later?"

The woman shrugged. "Erynion is a kind of being who can see into the minds, hearts and feeling of those close to him. If I had allowed him to stay around our daughter, I am certain he would have found her tainted."

"But you don't know if she had been really touched by the darkness of the enemy. How can you, Alex, if you haven't lifted the warding spells off of her?"

Alex seemed to age before her very eyes for a moment. The young looking face no longer as young as she once was. It seemed lined with constant worry and fear.

Fear for what? Galadriel had been asking herself over and over again since she arrived to this world with Celeborn. What was Alex really afraid of?

Then all seemed to fit into place when Alex opened her mouth and spoke in a hollow voice. "He isn't dead, you know. I could bring myself to kill the bastard even after what he had brutally violated my body over and over again." She broke down crying, her hands covering her face as Galadriel could only sit there in stunned silence and shock. "I saw something within his mind that made me stop when I had my chance and because of it, he is alive still and is now looking for Amy so that he can use her for his own evil devises."

"Why didn't you tell anyone about what happened to you once you had been safely rescued by my people? Why allow this to harbor in your mind until you are almost driven insane?"

Wiping her eyes, Alex stood up and walked over to lean herself against the patio balcony. She was silent for a moment or two before replying in such a low voice, Galadriel had to strain her keen elven ears to catch the whisper of words.

"Because I was scared of what he could have done to me if I had told them. I spared his life because I saw the impact it would have had on both worlds that you and I live in. Would you have been willing to do the same if you saw what my visions held for me?" Alex asked the elleth as she slowly turned around to face her. "Would you be willing to spare the world ten thousand years of death and darkness for the sake of a single life? A life that longs, even if it is evil and twisted, for love and companionship."

Galadriel was at a loss of words. She didn't' even know what she was feeling or thinking in her mind as she could only stare at the older version of the young woman she had once seen life and youthful promises filled with joy and happiness.

"I don't think I can possibly answer that question right now." She somehow managed to say when her throat finally found a way to work.

"Then you have no right of asking my why I did what I did for the well-being of everyone, including Erynion and our daughter." Alex said harshly. "So spare me the pity and let me deal with the ramifications of what is to come." She turned her back upon her, shoulders rigid.

Galadriel slowly got to her feet. Now that she had learned what she need to know, it was up to her to try and figure out what it is she was going to do to help in anyway that she can. "Call it pity as you may, Alexandria," Said she while starting to walk away from Alex. "But in the eyes of the Valar, you have committed a terrible crime that will determine the fates of all who had been involved with your battle since the beginning. Lets pray that at least with their divine grace, Erulissë will be spared the same fate that you have had to live with all these years."

"Then so be it. I will not fight my fate if it means that I will have to face the person responsible for all of this"

Heart heavy, Galadriel left her to the silence of the night, not seeing three pairs of ruby red eyes that hid themselves within the darkness of the trees in the house next door. The eyes took shape of black crows as they silently lifted into the night air and flew in the direction of the east. They had seen and head enough to give plenty of information to their master. He would be the only one who would know what the next step would be in the concern of the mortal woman.

He was coming for her.

And she would not be spared as he allowed the last time.

Nor would his child.