A/N: I'm back from holiday! Hope you enjoy this.

Tears

Eleniel: 15

Erestor had expected his walk to the breakfast hall that morning to be as it usually was; silent and uneventful. However, those thoughts quickly diminished as he passed the Lady Eleniel's room, pausing outside her door as he listened to the strange sounds coming from inside.

Frowning, the advisor moved closer to the door and knocked twice.

The room immediately fell silent, but his ears did pick up the unmistakable sound of a soft – barely audible – groan, and someone obviously throwing themselves onto their bed.

Erestor opened the door and walked in, shutting it gently behind him. He raised an eyebrow at the mess of the room he had just walked into – chairs were upturned, books and pieces of parchment were strewn all over the floor, an ink bottle had clearly toppled over and was now spilling black liquid onto the wooden desk…

"What is the meaning of this?" he asked, moving closer to the elleth lying face down on the bed.

Eleniel huffed as she turned onto her back, and he immediately noted the tear marks streaming down her red cheeks from her glassy blue eyes.

He frowned. "Never mind. Why are you crying?" He sat on the edge of the bed and removed his robes, letting them fall to the floor and relishing in the relieved weight. It was awfully hot – had she not opened a window, yet?

"I'm not," came the reply.

Erestor let out a chuckle. "Do not even try that with me," he said, giving the elleth's side a quick pinch and not missing the almost silent giggle. "Come on, sit up."

The Peredhel sighed and pushed herself up into a sitting position, wiping her eyes with her hand before looking at Erestor. "I've lost it, Restor."

"You've lost what?"

"My bracelet."

The advisor knew exactly what the young elf was talking about – her eternity bracelet. It was a band of silver, with the word 'Uir' engraved on it, given to her by her mother before she sailed to the undying lands. The twins and Arwen had also been given bracelets, and it was safe to say that all four of the siblings never took them off, so why Eleniel had suddenly done so now was confusing.

"Why did you take it off, Eleniel?"

The elleth sighed. "It was getting caught in my new dress, so I took it off and put it on the desk to change into something different, but when I came back it was gone!"

Erestor reached out and pulled her closer when he saw tears welling at the bottom of her eyes again. Rubbing a hand up and down her back, he smiled softly. "It cannot have gone far. You probably just accidentally knocked it off the desk and it has gotten itself hidden under something. Do not worry about it, we will find it, alright?"

Eleniel nodded, sniffing. "I am sorry if I over exaggerated. I just can't imagine ever losing it – it means so much to me…" she told him, voice growing silent as she finished her sentence.

"I know," Erestor said, "I know. So, how about you and I both get this room cleaned up, find your bracelet, and then make our way down to the breakfast hall? You must be getting hungry."

A soft rumble from the elleth's stomach was all the two elves needed as his response.