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She slowly made her way over the Anduin, the great river; and then mounted Thrian, and they then went like the wind, within a couple of days they made it to the edge of the woods,"Woa.. calm down Thrian." she dismounted, in fear of getting thrown of by the bucking horse, she then grabbed the reins again, and whisperd a few words into Thrian's ears, that settled some of the fears that the dark woods had put into it's heart.
'I do not fear it as you do. For you now miss the comfort and safety of Rivendell, and Lórien.I will not let anything happen to you,if you wish, I will let you go, but it will not be safe for you. So come with me, and I will protect you.' she said softly in her native tounge, the horse calmed down and did as it was told. Loswyn then mounted again,'We must be quick.' she whisperd again, and with that they were off again, like the wind, they weaved through the tree's.
"Who goes there." said a voice from the tree's, as the two stopped for a moment,"Ainafëa Losuialwyn, daughter of Thrainduil." they must have not reconised her, for her hair seemed to have lightend in the time, that she was gone.
"Mah' Lady." said the person as he came down from the tree's,"You shouldn't be wandering here alone it's becoming dangerous here."
"I do not fear it Arofear."she said calmly
"Well you should, come I will take you to your father." he mounted her horse, and then pulled her up, Thrian didn't move, aparently he didn't like having a extra person on him."Aparently he doesn't like me any more." laughed Arofear.
"noro lim,Thrian,noro lim."said Loswyn harshly,and with that, the horse reluctantly rode on.
By nightfall they had made it back, she opened the front 'gate' with the spell that her father told her. Arofear, tookm Thrian, as Loswyn, went to find her father, the guards stopped her at the entrance of his chambers,"You can't go in." said Thorondil,"Losuialwyn, please come another time."
"I am Ainafëa to you,Thorondil son of Milgar."she said coldly. All were stunned at the sound of her voice, and scared, for she seemed to have changed, atleast to them,"Now let me enter, I must speak to my father." they then did as they were told,"Father." she said as she bowed her head.
"Daughter, I hadn't sent for you." he said looking stunned
"Rumor has it that I wouldn't be here for along time.Is that true?"
"Yes." he sounded grave,"I didn't want you to see anymore battles. War is upon us-"
"As the same everywhere else."
"Yes,"he said with more of a kingly tone than before,"war is everywhere,I wanted you to be in the safest place on Middangeard... Imladris, was that place. Under the care of Elrond you would have been safe. But now you are here, and we cannot change that.What did you learn while you were on your journy?"
"I've learned of many things, Legolas is fine, atleast that was what I have heard, and I've found out who I am, and were I am from." she said sadly,"Go on." she hesitated but finally spoke,"Well, my name is Ainafëa. I am the daughter of Prince Carangil of the house of Fëanor, and princess of the Sindar your sister. I am twin to Fëanor the second,but thee eldest. I was born in the year 165 of the third age, and my family was attack ten years later. My father told me to take my brother and run as faraway as we could, I ran-"tears filled her eyes," turned back, and my father...was shot then stabbed with a poison arrow, and a sword, his last words were,"Valar, do not foresake my children." he was much like his father, he loved his forefathers, but didn't love what they chose to do. Then mother, was taken captive and then killed."
Thrainduil was silent,"So that is why my sister never returned as she said to have, you came in her place."he said solomly, she only started to cry more,"Shhh, don't cry." he said as he started to hold her,"Father, how could they have done that to them? Weren't yrch's once of the race of Elves?"she said between the tears
"Yes they were, but they were twisted,tortured by Morgoth, they had no will of their own, and couldn't choose to do right if they wanted to."
"Thats sad really, to be so noble and high and then become so vile." she cleared her tears,and became stern in voice,"Well now I know why Orc's have never been in my sympathy."
Days passed at still rumors of war and attack rung in the woods....
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She slowly made her way over the Anduin, the great river; and then mounted Thrian, and they then went like the wind, within a couple of days they made it to the edge of the woods,"Woa.. calm down Thrian." she dismounted, in fear of getting thrown of by the bucking horse, she then grabbed the reins again, and whisperd a few words into Thrian's ears, that settled some of the fears that the dark woods had put into it's heart.
'I do not fear it as you do. For you now miss the comfort and safety of Rivendell, and Lórien.I will not let anything happen to you,if you wish, I will let you go, but it will not be safe for you. So come with me, and I will protect you.' she said softly in her native tounge, the horse calmed down and did as it was told. Loswyn then mounted again,'We must be quick.' she whisperd again, and with that they were off again, like the wind, they weaved through the tree's.
"Who goes there." said a voice from the tree's, as the two stopped for a moment,"Ainafëa Losuialwyn, daughter of Thrainduil." they must have not reconised her, for her hair seemed to have lightend in the time, that she was gone.
"Mah' Lady." said the person as he came down from the tree's,"You shouldn't be wandering here alone it's becoming dangerous here."
"I do not fear it Arofear."she said calmly
"Well you should, come I will take you to your father." he mounted her horse, and then pulled her up, Thrian didn't move, aparently he didn't like having a extra person on him."Aparently he doesn't like me any more." laughed Arofear.
"noro lim,Thrian,noro lim."said Loswyn harshly,and with that, the horse reluctantly rode on.
By nightfall they had made it back, she opened the front 'gate' with the spell that her father told her. Arofear, tookm Thrian, as Loswyn, went to find her father, the guards stopped her at the entrance of his chambers,"You can't go in." said Thorondil,"Losuialwyn, please come another time."
"I am Ainafëa to you,Thorondil son of Milgar."she said coldly. All were stunned at the sound of her voice, and scared, for she seemed to have changed, atleast to them,"Now let me enter, I must speak to my father." they then did as they were told,"Father." she said as she bowed her head.
"Daughter, I hadn't sent for you." he said looking stunned
"Rumor has it that I wouldn't be here for along time.Is that true?"
"Yes." he sounded grave,"I didn't want you to see anymore battles. War is upon us-"
"As the same everywhere else."
"Yes,"he said with more of a kingly tone than before,"war is everywhere,I wanted you to be in the safest place on Middangeard... Imladris, was that place. Under the care of Elrond you would have been safe. But now you are here, and we cannot change that.What did you learn while you were on your journy?"
"I've learned of many things, Legolas is fine, atleast that was what I have heard, and I've found out who I am, and were I am from." she said sadly,"Go on." she hesitated but finally spoke,"Well, my name is Ainafëa. I am the daughter of Prince Carangil of the house of Fëanor, and princess of the Sindar your sister. I am twin to Fëanor the second,but thee eldest. I was born in the year 165 of the third age, and my family was attack ten years later. My father told me to take my brother and run as faraway as we could, I ran-"tears filled her eyes," turned back, and my father...was shot then stabbed with a poison arrow, and a sword, his last words were,"Valar, do not foresake my children." he was much like his father, he loved his forefathers, but didn't love what they chose to do. Then mother, was taken captive and then killed."
Thrainduil was silent,"So that is why my sister never returned as she said to have, you came in her place."he said solomly, she only started to cry more,"Shhh, don't cry." he said as he started to hold her,"Father, how could they have done that to them? Weren't yrch's once of the race of Elves?"she said between the tears
"Yes they were, but they were twisted,tortured by Morgoth, they had no will of their own, and couldn't choose to do right if they wanted to."
"Thats sad really, to be so noble and high and then become so vile." she cleared her tears,and became stern in voice,"Well now I know why Orc's have never been in my sympathy."
Days passed at still rumors of war and attack rung in the woods....