Yule

by Elenyafinwe

Yule is a winter festival that not only little elf girls are impatiently awaiting. The fathers and mothers of these girls also have a magical time every year, which brings many surprises and also one or two hurdles. Especially if you are the Lord of Imladris and have a very energetic daughter. For Elrond it is simply the annual madness. (24 little Christmas drabbles)

8. From out of the woods I come here

From out of the woods I come here

Arwen had been pressing her little nose against the window pane for hours, watching the snowflakes fall.

"Ada, when will you be finished?" she whimpered.

Elrond sighed. Perhaps he should have thought about the nanny idea after all. "If you ask me any longer, I'll never finish." Not that he was particularly fond of tax bills, but they were part of his duties.

Arwen pulled a snort and continued to flatten her nose. Patience was not her strong point.

"And now?"

"Still not."

Silence.

"But now!"

"Arwen!

She moaned.

"All right, I'll put it off, then."

"At last, out!"