The moon shone down on Caras Galadhon, not a sound was heard in the whole of Lorien. An elf maiden sat on a wide branch in a mallon tree enjoying the peace and quiet of the night. He ears picked up a small sound and she looked down to see the Lady Galadriel standing just underneath the tree. She slowly made her way down from the tree and gracefully landed on the ground.

"Why are out here Isilme?" Galadriel asked looking at the young elf.

"I enjoy the peace and quiet of the night."

Galadriel nodded.

"You are attending the ball tomorrow night?"

Isilme nodded.

"Good. Rest well child."

Galadriel walked away.

Quietly Isilme climbed up the tree again.

*~*~*

Isilme looked at herself in her mirror. Just because I don't like a male at this point, it doesn't mean I can't look beautiful. She thought as she looked through her wardrobe. She picked out a white dress trimmed with silver and gold and held it against her. Smiling, she put the dress on her bed and looked at herself again in the mirror. Her light blonde hair was loose and was completely straight; her dark blue eyes were full of life and happiness.  She didn't normally go to balls, but Lady Galadriel had invited her so she thought she had to go.

She had a bath and then put the dress on and smiled to herself. She never tried to attract any males' attention, but she always seemed to get attention from the males anyway. She didn't know why she just did. Her friends were jealous of her, but really Isilme couldn't see why. She walked out of her room and down to the ballroom where many elves were already.

"Isilme, it is good to see you child."

Isilme smiled at Galadriel.

"Thank you for inviting me."

Isilme glanced at Celeborn who she thought was looking a bit strange, but she dismissed it and went to get a drink.

"Isilme!" Arinya greeted her best friend.

Isilme smiled at her friend as she went and sat next to her.

"I saw someone looking at you Isilme."

Isilme rolled her eyes.

"Who was it this time?"

Arinya seemed to think it was a good thing that Isilme got so much attention from the males.

"Rumil. Haldir's brother."

Isilme sighed.

"I have told you a million times Arinya. Rumil and me are just friends. Understand?"

Arinya nodded.

Sighing Isilme stood up and danced with an elf who seemed to like her. By the end of the evening Isilme was tired and had stepped out of the hall to get some fresh air.

"Hello Isilme."

She turned around to see Lord Celeborn.

"Hello My Lord."

He smiled and looked at the stars.

"You like the stars?"

Isilme nodded.

"And the moon."

He smiled again.

"You are well named."

She swallowed slightly.

"T-thank you."

He gently touched her cheek and whispered something before walking away.

Did that just happen? She thought. Did the Lord of Lorien just called me Melaim?