Chapter 12
Righty- oh Elrond has come back from Holidays and is going to let me write about him again. He says it's cos he's in a good mood, but he's cross cos no one told him that there are nude beaches on the Gold Coast. Makes you wonder what happened…
Oh Yeah, this is from Elrond's P.O.V.
My companions and I arrived in Gondor last night. I had not been expecting to make another journey here, or to see either of my daughters again before departing to the West forever.
However, the temptation to see my grand son was too great, and then Elandra needs to be settled before I go, and so myself, my sons, my best friend Glorfindel and several others decided to make one last journey. We passed through Lothlorien on our way, and discovered Celeborn and Galariel were planning one last journey together, here to Gondor, so all has worked out well.
In Lorien, I was told something concerning my youngest child. I did not expect this, and I suspect nor did she. It is strange, while I love Arwen best; I feel greater responsibility towards Elandra. People make the mistake of assuming Ellie is the tough one, when really it is Arwen; Elandra also has a habit of getting into situations over her head quickly and then having no idea of what to do with herself. I know what that is like, for she has inherited that from me.
I am relieved that I have seen Arwen one last time, more than ever I am sure she has made the right choice and I know that she is extremely happy in her life here. The people of Gondor have become accustomed to having an Elven Queen, and both Arwen and Aragorn are very popular and proving to be excellent rulers. Little Eldarion is old enough to be a joy to spend time with, and I am pleased that I have been able to get to know him.
I have sent my sons to find Elandra; I will not have much time here, and may have departed these shores when she gets back from the mission she undertakes for sake of peace in Gondor. I am not happy with her doing this, she has a great chance of being killed, but the King cannot leave now, and Elandra is the only other person who a chance of pulling this off.
Therefore, I must speak to her before she leaves, as I may not have a chance later. There will be questions only I can answer, and I owe her these answers. She is mortal, but the one who seeks to wed her is not, and much must be made known. There are some things in Elandra's past that she must deal with before she can make any man a good wife, and if I am not here to push her she will try to ignore her past, to the great sorrow of all concerned.
The courtyard is deserted, but the young white tree is growing strongly, and looks very beautiful in light of early morning. I wish that I could have seen the two trees of Valinor in all their glory, the few Elves who saw them have told me incredible tales of the beauty of those trees.
I hear footsteps and turn, it is Elandra. She looks very much like her deceased mother, enough like Gilraen to cause me great pain remembering her mother's cruel death. Like my wife Celebrian, Gilraen fell afoul of Orcs. Unlike Celebrian, she was not rescued, but somehow managed to make her way back to Rivendell, I think after the Orcs had taken all the sport they could from her, and abandoned her for dead. In any case, she had been tormented worse than my wife, and by the time I could give her treatment, it was clear that Gilraen could not survive, and she died two days after quite literally crawling to Rivendell. No one ever got the full story of her attack out of her, a Ranger to the end; Gilraen was only concerned with making a full report of the distribution and activities of the Orcs of Misty Mountains. Both of Gilraen's children possess her courage, and she would be proud of both of them.
But now I must turn my thoughts to Elandra. I will fulfil the promise I made her dying mother, to care for our headstrong child.
Righty- oh Elrond has come back from Holidays and is going to let me write about him again. He says it's cos he's in a good mood, but he's cross cos no one told him that there are nude beaches on the Gold Coast. Makes you wonder what happened…
Oh Yeah, this is from Elrond's P.O.V.
My companions and I arrived in Gondor last night. I had not been expecting to make another journey here, or to see either of my daughters again before departing to the West forever.
However, the temptation to see my grand son was too great, and then Elandra needs to be settled before I go, and so myself, my sons, my best friend Glorfindel and several others decided to make one last journey. We passed through Lothlorien on our way, and discovered Celeborn and Galariel were planning one last journey together, here to Gondor, so all has worked out well.
In Lorien, I was told something concerning my youngest child. I did not expect this, and I suspect nor did she. It is strange, while I love Arwen best; I feel greater responsibility towards Elandra. People make the mistake of assuming Ellie is the tough one, when really it is Arwen; Elandra also has a habit of getting into situations over her head quickly and then having no idea of what to do with herself. I know what that is like, for she has inherited that from me.
I am relieved that I have seen Arwen one last time, more than ever I am sure she has made the right choice and I know that she is extremely happy in her life here. The people of Gondor have become accustomed to having an Elven Queen, and both Arwen and Aragorn are very popular and proving to be excellent rulers. Little Eldarion is old enough to be a joy to spend time with, and I am pleased that I have been able to get to know him.
I have sent my sons to find Elandra; I will not have much time here, and may have departed these shores when she gets back from the mission she undertakes for sake of peace in Gondor. I am not happy with her doing this, she has a great chance of being killed, but the King cannot leave now, and Elandra is the only other person who a chance of pulling this off.
Therefore, I must speak to her before she leaves, as I may not have a chance later. There will be questions only I can answer, and I owe her these answers. She is mortal, but the one who seeks to wed her is not, and much must be made known. There are some things in Elandra's past that she must deal with before she can make any man a good wife, and if I am not here to push her she will try to ignore her past, to the great sorrow of all concerned.
The courtyard is deserted, but the young white tree is growing strongly, and looks very beautiful in light of early morning. I wish that I could have seen the two trees of Valinor in all their glory, the few Elves who saw them have told me incredible tales of the beauty of those trees.
I hear footsteps and turn, it is Elandra. She looks very much like her deceased mother, enough like Gilraen to cause me great pain remembering her mother's cruel death. Like my wife Celebrian, Gilraen fell afoul of Orcs. Unlike Celebrian, she was not rescued, but somehow managed to make her way back to Rivendell, I think after the Orcs had taken all the sport they could from her, and abandoned her for dead. In any case, she had been tormented worse than my wife, and by the time I could give her treatment, it was clear that Gilraen could not survive, and she died two days after quite literally crawling to Rivendell. No one ever got the full story of her attack out of her, a Ranger to the end; Gilraen was only concerned with making a full report of the distribution and activities of the Orcs of Misty Mountains. Both of Gilraen's children possess her courage, and she would be proud of both of them.
But now I must turn my thoughts to Elandra. I will fulfil the promise I made her dying mother, to care for our headstrong child.