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A/N: I'm going to use mortal years from now on.I have to keep calculating the elvish years, and I don't have the time.

Arrival at Rivendell

The next morning, Aerriane woke up, feeling both heavy and tired. She remembered the night before, when she managed to pour out her wishes to her father. She had desperately wanted to go out on an adventure since she was young, and now she felt that Elrond's task would be suited for her. Besides, she was already 17.

Aerriane sighed. Leaning over her bed, she peered through her windows.

What she saw surprised her greatly. There, in front of her parents' garden, were twelve highly clad with armoured elves.

Aerriane shook her head as though to shake away hallucinations, yet those 12 mysterious elves were still downstairs, horses neighing as if in impatience. As quickly as she could, Aerriane shoved on her tunic and all, and proceeded to run to her parents' chambers.

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'Thranduil? Come, take a look at this, dear.'

Eleanir hung back the window curtains to give her husband a full view iof 12 extremely tall elves.

Before Thranduil could reply, a knock on the door interrupted them both.

It turned out to be aerriane.

'Father..the people down there.?'

Thranduil was about to tell them that he had no clue.till he remembered what Lord Elrond had passed on to him the other night.

~~~~~Flashback~~~~~

'I will be sending over 12 elves to escort your son. If anyone of the family wishes to follow, that maybe possible. The elves will be at your castle at the eleventh break of dawn,'

Thranduil frowned. He had not told Aerriane that it was possible to let her follow. Yet Aerraine was still young, barely 17, but deep in him, Thranduil knew that Aerriane was indeed capable of taking care of herself. She had been taking archery courses with her brother since she was young enough to hold a bow.

'Aerraine,' Thranduil looked at his daughter. 'Those elves are here to escort you and your brother to Rivendell. Tke care, for you will need it.'

Aerriane's eyes grew wide, obviously startled by the fact that her father had just stated 'you and your brother'.

Her mind raced again, though now she was only thinking one thing:

'I 'm going to Rivendell.'

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As Aerriane and Legolas prepared their horses, the Elf-King Thranduil and their mother, Elaenir, gave them their blessings. Each one was accepted with a grateful thank-you, a goodbye kiss.and then before Aerriane knew it -

They were off.