I saw Elladan and Elrohir there, along with another Elf whom I had never seen before. He was quite different from the Elves of Imladris, who had dark hair and dark brown or deep blue eyes with a hint of green. I had never seen such a thing as him- long blonde hair, braided at the sides, and pale blue eyes. He was tall, but not nearly full grown. He wore funny clothing- black pants, a long green shirt, a black belt, and a long silver cloak. The Elves of Imladris usually wore a matching set of clothing, with a long robe.

"Greetings, Lady Arwen and friend," he said softly.

"Greetings, Prince Legolas of Greenwood," Arwen said. I did not say anything to this odd looking stranger.

"What is your name?" he asked me as he walked closer to me. Instinctively, I took a small step back.

"My name is Canyaiel," I said. Then I was unsure what to do. He was a prince, but was I to bow? Or was I to curtsy? Or was I to take his hand? After a moment of confusion, I curtsied a little. I could almost hear Elladan and Elrohir breath a little sigh of relief.

"I do not believe we have met before," he said.

"No, I don't believe we have," then a thought struck me, "Are you skillful with a sword?" I knew if my sister was here, she would chastise me. No- she would strangle me right in front of everyone. No- not even that, something much worse. She would kill me if she knew about me challenging royalty. It was different with Elladan and Elrohir- they were like my brothers. They, and Arwen, were my closest friends.

Legolas- I believe his name was- did not seem to mind though, "Yes I am, though not as much as with my bow and arrows." I glanced over at Elladan and Elrohir, who looked highly amused; then at Arwen, who also looked a little amused and a little shocked.

"Are you going to challenge me to a dual?" he asked, smiling brightly.

"Yes, I challenge you to a dual."

"What are the consequences?" he asked. I thought for a moment.

"How about, if I win, you must teach me archery."

"And what if I win?"

I smirked, "Well, I doubt that you will. But, if you do win, then I shall, well-" I was at a loss of an idea, "You think of something."

Legolas smiled smugly, "How about, if I win- which I will, then you must," he paused for a moment, "I haven't an idea at all."

"I know!" Arwen barged in, smiling at me. Why was she smiling like- oh no.

"I have an idea, how about, if Prince Legolas wins, then you shall accompany him to the banquet tonight." Inside, I was saying 'No! No! No! Not a silly male-Elf!'

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I forgot about the banquet- Imladris had these every time there was a visitor of importance. Stupid Canyaiel. Stupid.

"That is a deal," Legolas said, "Although it means naught to me." I let out a sigh of relief- he did not think of me in a romantic way. Then I took in what he just said- he said it would mean nothing, was I nothing? Was I really that worthless?

"What I meant to say was-"

"Deal," I said, interrupting him. Now I had more of a reason to beat him- free archery lessons and to restore my ego. I took my sword and put it in the attacking position that I had learned so long ago.

Prince Legolas was a good fighter when it came to swords, but I was far better. I had been using swords for almost all of my life, over half a millennium. After about twenty minutes of banging, I succeeded in knocking the sword from his hand.

"I believe I have won the dual," I smiled smugly- mocking him. I stole a glance of Elladan and Elrohir. Then, I looked over at Arwen, who was not there. I turned around and hit my face against hers. Elladan and Elrohir doubled up in laughter.