A/N: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaawwnn...what a nice nap! Oh my! How long has it been since I updated? Too long. My apologies to all of my rabid fans. Not like there are many, but still. It's been too long since I've written in any of my few LOTR fanfics, so I decided I'd start again. Anyway, as I said, it's a long jump, and it is now the Council of Elrond. So, on with the story now:

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It had been a long night for the watch. Gilanna and CelebdĂșlin had stood at the topmost point in Imladris to watch the visitors coming for the great council. There was mist, and a feeling of foreboding in Gilanna, although she had been feeling downtrodden for almost a week now. Even the shadows of her mother that she saw when she danced could not help her.

Yes, it had been discovered, almost a month after she had returned home from Mirkwood, that when she went into the south of the forest, some evil had resided in there, and she could now use the power of Necromancy. It came to her the first time she let herself flow into the music, on a crowded night, when she missed Legolas the most. She danced and danced, and looked behind her once, and she saw her there, the shadow of her mother, who had died to save Arwen Undomiel's mother.

It was nearly midnight when the watch had caught sight of a visitor. It was a single elf, most likely from Mirkwood. After hearing this, Gilanna went spinning off into distant memories, and did not come back until the elf was less than a mile away.

He was cloaked, so they could not see him face immediately. Gilanna and her companion bowed, the others on watch holding lamps. The rider dismounted, and returned the bow. He took off the hood and his blue eyes searched out the greeters. Both Gilanna and the stranger stepped back a bit after realizing whom the other was.

"It's you," she whispered, not being able to tear her eyes away. Legolas smiled.

"It has been long," he replied. They stood there silent, just looking at each other. After a few minutes, CelebdĂșlin spoke.

"It is late, perhaps we should get the prince to his room?" she asked hesitantly. Gilanna shook her head, and agreed.

"Yes, it is late," she repeated. "Your accommodations have been prepared, your highness. Please, follow us, and we will show you where they are." She bowed and led him to his room.

"Thank you, lady," he said as he turned around at his door. "Good night." And then, without further ado, he closed the door, leaving the two girls alone.

******** A/N: I know, it kinda sucked, but I was really anxious to get it going again, so I took a chance, and hurried it up. I still hope you like though. Hopefully another chapter will be up soon. Till then, namarie!

~GypsySwordGodess