Title: Meant To Be

Author/E-mail: Larien Ancalimë ShireBabi@aol.com

Pairing: Legolas/Tinylia

Genre: Action/Romance

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Tinylia is the daughter of Aragorn and Arwen. She grows up in Rivendell and becomes very close with Legolas. The two of them love each other as brother and sister and treat each other the way brothers and sisters do. Legolas stays with them in Rivendell until Tinylia is 11 years old and then is called back home by his father, Lord Thranduil. He stays in Mirkwood for 7 years when he finally returns to Rivendell to reunite with his old friends and sees Tinylia as a beautiful young woman.

Disclaimers: All places and peoples of Middle-Earth are not mine, they are respectively Tolkien's. Tinylia, however, is mine.

Warnings: some swearing here-and-there.

Author's Notes: I would just like to say that I truly appreciate all of the feedback I have been getting from all of my readers. It helps me out a lot. I would also like to thank Marie for giving me the opportunity to post my fiction on here. I finally have some people to read my work!

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Prologue

The laughter of a beautiful baby girl was heard throughout the palace in Rivendell as Aragorn tickled his daughter's tiny feet. She smiled at him and grabbed his fingers trying to place one in her mouth to chew on. He chuckled to himself and picked her up making her laugh more. Arwen entered their bedroom and smiled at the sight of her husband and daughter.

"How is my darling, Tinylia?" she asked after giving Aragorn a light kiss on the cheek. She gently ran her fingers through Tinylia's short light brown hair and smiled at her.

"She's very playful today. She hasn't stopped moving since she awoke this morning." Aragorn said before burying his face into Tinylia's small neck. She giggled again and wrapped her arms around her father's neck. "I can not wait for Legolas to arrive. I am sure she will love him."

"Yes, I believe they will bond very well." Arwen said standing in front of Aragorn and taking his hand. She squeezed it gently and smiled at him.

The two of them took Tinylia to the main hall of the palace and waited for Legolas to arrive. Arwen held the baby and hummed to her as the main doors finally opened. Aragorn immediately stood when he saw the blonde elf he was waiting for.

"Legolas! It's wonderful to see you again." Aragorn said giving Legolas a warm hug. Aragorn placed a hand on the elf's shoulder and smiled warmly.

"Legolas, I am glad to see you also." Arwen said placing her hand on Legolas' cheek as he did the same.

"It is wonderful to see you both, and the little one as well." Legolas said looking at the baby before him. He smiled at her as she took his finger and held it tightly. "What have you named this beautiful child?"

"Her name is Tinylia." Arwen said caressing her daughter's cheek. Tinylia's eyes began to get heavy as her mother did this. She yawned almost silently and buried her face into her mother's soft gown.

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"But mother! I am supposed to go to the training yard for my practice with Legolas!" Tinylia yelled to her mother. She stood in her bedroom doorway with an angry look in her eyes.

"Tinylia, I have already informed you that Legolas will be attending the celebration also, he told me personally." Arwen said laying a gown on Tinylia's bed.

"Well he never informed me! I would much rather practice archery than go to this celebration." Tinylia said stubbornly, even though it was a celebration of her birthday.

"Please, my dear, dress yourself. I will be waiting outside, call me when you are ready." Arwen said this and then shut the door leaving Tinylia on the other side.

Tinylia had never liked her birthday. Her mother and father would always plan an enormous celebration and she would be the center of it all, which she loathed. Today was her 11th birthday and she had had enough, but of course, her mother insisted. At least Legolas would be there, he always brought a smile to her young face.

She quickly dressed into the gown her mother had prepared for her and stepped in front of the mirror. She smoothed the white, silky fabric and smiled to herself. "Well at least I look half-decent."

"Tinylia, are you ready?!" she heard her mother call. "Yes mother! You may come in now!"

"Oh Tinylia, you look lovely. Now to make the appearance complete, your hair." Arwen said entering the room and then taking her daughter's hand and seating her in front of her dresser.

Arwen brushed Tinylia's light brown hair slowly and gently. She took a few pieces of hair around her daughter's hair and braided each one separately. The rest of her hair lay perfectly straight to the middle of her back.

"There. Are you pleased?" Arwen asked setting the silver brush back on the table. "Yes, mother. It looks wonderful."

Arwen smiled at Tinylia and gave her a hug. Tinylia hugged her mother back and smiled also. She was about to speak when there was an abrupt knock her door.

"May I come in?" Tinylia jumped up and ran to the door when she heard the voice of her father. He had been in Gondor for the past month; after all, he was the king and needed to rule his city.

"Father!" Tinylia yelled after she opened the door. "I have missed you greatly. How is everything in the White City?"

"Everything is fine. But more importantly, how is my beautiful daughter?" Aragorn asked giving her a warm hug.

"I'm wonderful, father. And even better now that you are home." She said hugging her father tightly. "And I took care of mother, like you asked of me."

Aragorn smiled and looked up at his wife. "Arwen, my love." He walked to her and took her hands in his.

"Aragorn.I have missed you." She said before kissing him tenderly. Aragorn returned her kiss and smiled happy to be with his family again.

"Ehem.could you please "show your love" somewhere else?" Tinylia asked, teasing her parents. They both looked at her and laughed.

"Well, are we all ready to go downstairs and attend the celebration?" Aragorn asked holding Arwen's hand and taking Tinylia's in the other. They both nodded and let Aragorn lead the way.

As they walked down the long hallway to the stairwell, Tinylia began to get rather nervous. She had never had this feeling before and she wondered why she was experiencing it. In the back of her mind she felt that something was going to happen, she didn't know whether it was going to be good or bad, she just.knew. Her breathing began to get a bit faster as she worried herself more. Aragorn noticed this and squeezed her hand. She looked up at him and felt better when she saw his loving smile.

"Do not worry, Tinylia, its nothing different than the years before. You are just a year older now." Her father said trying to calm her. Tinylia nodded in agreement and prepared to descend the stairs.