Epilogue
Legolas and I did indeed have a family. I gave him a son and a daughter, twins. They did not look alike, for my daughter looked like her father. My son did as well but he had my eyes. Our daughter was named Meledrial and our son we named Dwalin II. When the twins were 5 years of age we had another child. A daughter I named Minuialwen. I learned that my grandparents had named my mother that, but she had decided to keep her name as Tawariell. Around the time of Minuialwen's birth, Arwen also had a son whom she named Eldarion. He was Aragorn's pride and joy.
My mother did not live to meet her grandchildren. She died only a year before they were born. Her loss was a great blow to my father's heart. Yet the birth of the twins healed him some. He adored them both, and they him. Thranduil loved his grandchildren as well.
My beloved father died 5 years after the birth of our youngest daughter. She was rather shy, yet never around her grandfather. She sat beside him as he died and he passed with a smile. My children brought my father so much joy.
When Eruantien became king he had already taken a wife. A young dwarf woman who had always admired. She was indeed beautiful. Thranduil had decided to sail for Valinor. Legolas and I had been married for nearly 28 years when he decided this. He passed the throne to Legolas and I ruled by his side.
When the Queen Arwen bore her first child, a son named Eldarion. He and Minuialwen adored one another. I was happy when I learned they had fallen in love.
Legolas and I lived a happy life together. We loved one another more and more with each passing day. And I would always visit my father's tomb. For I was his daughter. I was the Daughter of Thorin Oakenshield, and I would always remain such.
The End
