I was gone for a week, that's why it took so long sorry

Two figures robed and hooded in dirty and torn brown cloth marched up to a younger servant boy. The sound alone of their heavy boots caked in mud was enough to send the boy into a terrible fright.

"Where is the Lady Arwen?" one asked sharply, his voice telling the boy that he meant business.

The boy swallowed hard. "I-I know naught, sir."

The second figure leaned forward. "Do not test us, boy."

The boy's eyes widened. "I believe sh-she is in the-the training ro-room presently."

"Keep your courage about you, boy," the first figure said as he slapped the boy's shoulder roughly and then led the way. It did not take long for the men to reach their destination. Their long legs swept over the distance easily and with great familiarity. Some elves were afraid of the men, others curious, and still others indifferent about their presence. The men, however, paid no attention to the meaningless people. They were only here for one.

They swung the door to the training room open wide to find the elven princess dressed below her station, a long, slender sword held craftily in her hand. Her sharp eyes darted to the trespassers.

If she was afraid, she did not show it. Never did she loose her calm, controlled look that she had grown so accustomed to wearing.

"You need to teach your servants some guts, my lady," the first man announced loudly. "Was no trouble at all to find you."

"Well," Arwen replied her eyes holding a strange glint, "I should hope not, for I would truly hate to trouble my own fine brothers."

Deep chuckles sounded from the hoods and in moments two pairs of rough hands each swept back the hoods that kept their faces in the shadows.

"Elladan! Elrohir!" Arwen hurried into her brothers' arms, the only other arms besides Aragorn's in which she felt completely safe from anything that could possibly harm her.

"Our glorious Evenstar," Elladan expressed with brotherly love, "it has been far too long since we last have been able to see your resplendent light."

"But that does not mean that we have not heard the tidings that the winds bore," Elrohir put in.

"And what have you heard, dear brothers."

"That the she-elf Evenstar, upon the Lord Elrond's tragic death, has become the Lady of Rivendell."

"It is as you say, though perhaps I may put some meat on the bones?"

Elrohir laughed. "Of course."

Arwen smiled mischievously. "I did not want the throne at first and planned at all costs to avoid it. I had hope that you would return before I would be forced to accept and lift the heavy yoke from my shoulders. But I can put little trust in you, it seems, as you have left me to rule with only the hand of Aragorn to hold me steady. Fear not, brothers, for I hold no grudge against you; though I do have a mind to not give you a bite to eat."

"Arwen," Elladan said becoming more serious, "you do belong here as the leader. Elrohir and I could not live our whole lives in one place. Our strength lies in ourselves, not in others. But you are the Evenstar, the noble and strong leader. You are able to take on this task and do great things through your position."

"Perhaps. But would it have hurt you to even come and mourn with me?"

"We have our own ways of mourning!" Elrohir snapped.

"Peace," Elladan said firmly.

"Do not think we did not mourn!" Elrohir continued.

"Silence!" Elladan commanded.

"I would have known you'd side with her," Elrohir muttered. "You always do."

Arwen watched, stunned, as her brother left the room angrily. "His temper came so quickly. I did not know, I…I did not mean to offend him," she said quietly.

Elladan sighed. "He is still sensitive about our father. He will come around. He only needs more time to heal."

"He has been in this great pain for so long?"

"Yes."

Arwen's heart ached for her brother. "He has many troubles weighing on him. I must be more careful in what I say."

"Enough sadness. Tell me of Aragorn the events that have taken place here."

Arwen cracked a smile. "Only if you tell me of your adventures."

Elladan grinned. "You can count on it, my lady."

"Good. But where should I start? There is much to tell."

"Good. I could use a nice long walk anyway."

"Very well," Arwen nodded, "I shall tell you everything."

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