Disclaimer: I own Elisandra and the particular way the words in this story are put together. Everything else, I don't own.
Authors Note:
Legolas is lazy. He has been hiding from my story for the past four chapters, but I'm getting out the cattleprod for chapter 5. So he's either going to have to get in the story or face the wrath of an author with a cattleprod...
And for some other serious-like stuff, sorry for not updating for so long. I've actually had this chapter written since Thursday, but I lost the computer disk I have been keeping my story on, and thus, no new chapter. I'm going to keep backups on the computer from now on. Don't fancy the idea of having to re-write chapters. .
Another serious-like note: Evenstar-Elfstone has asked if Eldarion is going to come into play in the story. I would very much love to bring him in. But I can't find a birthdate for him...I don't really need one, but I'd like to know if he has one before I give him one.
One more serious-like note: Everybody say a big thank-you to LeL for agreeing to translate elvish for the story. The words used in this chapter were translated on my own, with my handy-dandy little (confusing) dictionary that I managed to find, but anything longer then single words is going to end out being translated by her...
And for the last note, I'd like to apologize ahead of time for the hilarity in this chapter. Sounds strange, I know. But I'm well aware that Arwen, Elrohir, Elrond and Aragorn would probably act just a LITTLE more grown up around each other, considering they've all, except for Aragorn, lived several centuries - or millenium, in Elrond's case. And Aragorn's slowly approaching his first century. And yet, I found myself unable to write this chapter seriously. So you're left with goofy!ArwenAragornElrohirandElrond. Enjoy.
I will now shut up and let you enjoy the chapter. And don't forget to review once you're done reading.
------------------------------
-No Eyes Needed-
------------------------------
-Chapter IV-
-Meeting With Elves-
------------------------------
"Atar! [Father!]" Arwen cried happily, throwing decorum to the wind and giving her father a huge hug as he dismounted in the palace courtyard. Elrond was, to say the least, surprised, and it took him a few moments to return the hug.
"Such poise from the Queen of Gondor!" Elrohir laughed as he dismounted and came up, and then let out an 'Oof!' as he found himself subjected to a hug, as well.
"I am glad to see you, as well, yeldë [daughter]." Elrond said with amusement, and Arwen smiled back at him, then turned back to Elrohir as Aragorn came to greet Elrond.
"Though it's no match for Arwen's greeting, atar, welcome back to Minas Tirith." Aragorn said, also amused, clasping hands with Elrond in greeting.
"I doubt anyone could match Arwen's greeting, Elessar." Elrond said wryly, glancing over to where Arwen and Elrohir were now engaged in a lively conversation that seemed to have Elrohir getting whacked by Arwen every time he finished speaking.
"She will miss you when you sail into the West." Aragorn said, suddenly grave, and Elrond nodded, smiling sadly.
"I know." he said, suddenly sounding - and looking - very old and weary.
"But now is not the time to talk of such things. You have only just arrived after a long journey." Aragorn said in an attempt to break the Elf Lords suddenly grey mood, and it seemed to work.
"Híni [children]!" Elrond called, and Elrohir and Arwen instantly stopped talking to look at their father. "If you're quite done?" Elrond asked, arching an eyebrow. Arwen had the grace to blush slightly, while Elrohir just took the comment in stride, smiling and nodding as if being called into line by his father was an everyday occurance. Which, Aragorn realized wryly, it probably was, unless Elrohir and his twin had stopped their hijinks since the War ended.
Arwen, however, quickly recovered from her embaressment and gathered her diginity, adopting a pose fit for the Queen of Gondor. She walked sedately over to Aragorn, taking his arm as he offered it, while Elrohir tried very hard not to laugh. Elrond seemed to be having trouble keeping a straight face, as well, and Aragorn knew that his smile had grown into something akin to a grin. The King was suddenly very glad that Elrond, Elrohir, and their escort had arrived so late at night - there was no one except the night guard and the few handmaidens that could be roused out of bed to see the very childish behavior of the siblings reunited. But then, he mused, they probably wouldn't have acted so childish if there had been more people watching.
"Come, we'll lead you to your chambers so you can get some rest." Aragorn said, pulling himself out of his thoughts before the silence grew too long, and he and Arwen turned, heading into the Palace, Elrond and Elrohir following. The handmaidens were left to lead the elven escort to their lodgings for the night.
---
"So you say this child can see a being's fëa?" Elrond asked with curiosity, and Arwen nodded.
"I also believe that she is, to some extent, empathic." Arwen added. It was noon the next day, and Arwen, Elrohir and Elrond were having lunch together in one of the Palaces many gardens. Aragorn was supposed to join them later, bringing Elisandra with him, so Arwen was telling her father all of what she had found out about the child.
"How did you discover that?" Elrohir asked, curious.
"She managed to follow Estel and I to a judgement, and when Estel pronounced the prisoner guilty, she promptly informed him that he was wrong. When I asked her how she knew later, she said, amoung other things, that the man had looked sad when Estel had announced his judgement." Arwen said, smiling slightly at the memory.
"It makes sense." Elrond said thoughtfully. "Fëa's and emotions are very tightly linked. They play on each other, reflecting one another to shape a being's personality."
"I remember grandmother saying something to that effect once." Arwen said, nodding.
"Speaking of your grandmother, she sends her apologies for not being able to make it." Elrond commented. "But she is busy ordering the Elves of Lothlorien for their journey to the West, and could not leave."
"It's quite alright, I can understand what a task that would be." Arwen said. "I'm glad that at least you, atar, were able to come." Elrond smiled sadly back at his daughter, and silence fell on the trio as their thoughts turned to the all too common topic - at least amoung the Elves - of the West and the Sea. The silence remained for quite some time, each Elf lost in their thoughts, until they heard the distinct sound of boots cruching on gravel as someone entered the garden. A child's laugh quickly followed the sound of the boots, and as one, the three Elves looked up with a smile as Aragorn entered, carrying Elisandra, the source of the laughter. She quickly quieted, however, when she saw Elrohir and Elrond, her eyes going wide as her mouth formed a tiny 'O' of surprise. Aragorn, who had told her who they were going to see, looked at the child in surprise, then concern as Elisandra burried her face in his neck.
"Eli?" he asked.
"He's bright!" came the muffled response from the child, and Aragorn arched an eyebrow as Elrond chuckled and Elrohir sniggered.
"Didn't mother once say you were too smart for your own good?" Elrohir asked, and Elrond shot his son a look, which only succeeded in causing the Elf to collapse into laughter. Hearing a small giggle from Elisandra, Aragorn looked down just in time to see her bury her face in his neck again.
"Come on, Elisandra." he said, gently prying the girl off him and setting her on the ground. Once there, she promptly dashed behind Arwen. Aragorn shook his head as he took his seat, watching as Elrohir, having gotten over his laughter, started making funny faces at Elisandra where he could see her behind Arwen's back. In no time, Elisandra's laughter was ringing throughout the garden, and she'd somehow made her way onto Elrohir's knee, apparently having adjusted to the brightness of Elrond's fëa.
Elrohir was in the middle of telling an amusing story involving a horse and a dwarf when Elisandra, who had been giggling happily, suddenly glanced over at Elrond and sobered, tilting her head to one side in curiosity. Elrohir stopped telling the story, arching an eyebrow at Arwen and Aragorn as Elisandra continued to watch Elrond, who was watching Elisandra with as much curiosity as she was watching him. Arwen just shook her head at her brother, indicating that Elisandra had never acted like this before, and Elrohir was just about to speak to the girl when she spoke up.
"She must be pretty." Elisandra said, cryptically.
"She is." Elrond said with a sad smile, the only one who knew who Elisandra meant. Then Elisandra jumped off Elrohir's knee and clambered into Elrond's lap, reaching up and giving him a hug, which he returned. Breaking the hug, she sat down and proceeded to tell Elrond a rather amusing riddle. She continued telling amusing riddles, stories and jokes until, much to the surprise of Elrohir and Arwen, she had Elrond in stitches from laughter, something his children hadn't seen since their mother Celebrian had gone into the West, and Aragorn had never seen.
Elrond, noticing the strange looks his children and Aragorn were giving him, leaned down and whispered something to Elisandra. She grinned, nodded, and then wiggled around in his lap so she was facing everybody else before proceeding to solemnly lecture them on the healing properties of laughter. They listened to her in shock as she used words no five year old should know, let alone be able to pronounce.
"That one's too big." Elisandra said suddenly, stumbling over a particularily large word and looking up at Elrond with slight annoyance.
"Sorry." he replied with a smile. "How about this one?" There was a pause, and then Elisandra nodded, and launched back into her lecture. Her audience, however, was not as rapt as they'd been before, having figured out the trick. Elrond was using his Elvish gifts to put the words of the lecture into Elisandra's mind, which she was saying outloud. Seeing that the trick had been discovered, Elrond ended the lecture with a nonsense sentence about Ringwraiths and purple trees, prompting Arwen and Elrohir to shake their heads in amusement while Aragorn arched an eyebrow.
"That made no sense." Elisandra said, peering up at Elrond when she finished.
"I know, but it seems they've found us out." he said, nodding his head towards the other three occupants of the room. Elisandra glanced at them, then shrugged, and suddenly yawned.
"I'm sleepy." Elisandra announced.
"Let's get you to your room for a nap, then." Arwen said, rising, but Elrond waved her off when she tried to take Elisandra from him, instead lifting the child himself as he stood.
"I'll take her." he said, and Arwen nodded, then led the way for her father as they took Elisandra to her room. She was already asleep by the time they got there, and so Elrond lay her down gently in the bed before pulling up the blanket. Then he put his hand lightly over Elisandra's eyes, closing his own eyes, and concentrated for a moment. Underneath his hand, a light blue light shone for a moment, then flared white and flickered out. Elrond, frowning, drew his hand away and straightened, looking down at the child on the bed thoughtfully.
"Atar?" Arwen asked softly, and Elrond shook himself out of his thoughts.
"Let us return to Elrohir and Estel." he said. Arwen nodded, though she was obviously curious about what he'd done and what he'd learned. But she contained her curiosity as they returned to the garden where Aragorn and Elrohir were still sitting, now happily chatting away about - of all things - different kinds of fruit.
"Did you get her settled?" Aragorn asked, spotting Arwen and Elrond as they returned, and Arwen nodded.
"Poor girl was asleep before we reached her room." she said.
"Well, it's tiring even for father to use his mindspeech." Elrohir said pointedly, but Elrond just absently smiled at his son as he and Arwen resumed their seats. Elrohir, catching his fathers mood, tilted his head slightly to one side.
"What happened?" he asked.
"This Ranora woman said that Elisandra collapsed with a fever and then lost her sight, Arwen?" Elrond asked, completely ignoring Elrohir's question for the moment.
"She wasn't precise about what came first." Arwen said after a moments thought, and Elrond nodded.
"Father?" Elrohir tried again as Elrond remained silent, seeming to think.
"Elisandra's eyes are perfectly fine." Elrond said, stirring himself out of his thoughts. "But there is something else there, something much more powerful then I have ever felt, that is shifting her vision to what she sees now. It felt good, but I cannot be sure, as my encounter with it was much to quick and I was too surprised by it's power to notice much else."
"So her sight is intentional?" Aragorn asked, and Elrond nodded.
"It is. She was given it for a reason. What that reason is, I do not know." he replied.
"Though I wouldn't want to inflate Estel's sense of self-importance anymore, is it possible that she was given it to help him?" Elrohir asked.
"How so?" Aragorn asked with curiosity.
"Well, Arwen said that Elisandra knew someone was innocent when you pronounced him guilty. Perhaps she was given her sight for that very purpose - to help you deal out judgement correctly." Elrohir replied. "Also, since she sees only a person's fëa, not what they look like, she would make a spectactular bodyguard." The others at the table looked at Elrohir in surprise, and he grinned at them. "What? I can think when I want to." he said impishly, and Aragorn chuckled.
"So you can." Elrond said with a small smile. "But though that sounds very logical, I don't believe that's why Elisandra was given her strange form of sight. It is, however, something to keep in mind for once she's grows up, so she doesn't feel useless. Being unable to see, she's not going to be able to do a lot of things others can." Arwen and Aragorn nodded at almost the same time, both with thoughtful expressions on their faces.
"I know you're married, but you two need to stop spending so much time together." Elrohir said with a shake of his head, then looked defensive as Arwen hit him lightly on the shoulder. "What? It's true! When you start making the same expressions at the same time, you know you've been spending too much time around someone!"
"You're just jealous you haven't found someone to spend enough time with to start making the same expressions at the same time." Arwen retorted.
"Of course I haven't found someone to make the same expressions at the same time with, I was born with someone who does that naturally. Two making the same expression at the same time is bad enough, think how creepy three would be." Elrohir said, arching an eyebrow.
"As I recall, for awhile there WAS three." Elrond said dryly, looking pointedly at Aragorn.
"That was because of a dare." Aragorn retorted.
"That's always your excuse. If we listened to you, we'd be thinking that everything interesting you did as a child was because of a dare." Elrohir said, then paused and added with a smirk, "Good thing we don't listen to you." At that, Aragorn arched an eyebrow, and straightened in his chair, suddenly adopting his I-am-a-King air.
"Oh really now." he said, his voice dripping with authority.
"Well, maybe sometimes." Elrohir relented, then grinned, and Aragorn relaxed. There was a short silence as they looked at each other across the table, and then they starting sniggering. Arwen shook her head.
"I think it's time to end this lunch." she said.
"I agree." Elrond said dryly, standing.
"Was that what this started out as? Lunch?" Elrohir asked, glancing up at the sky as everyone else stood. "Seems like it went a little long." he said cheerfully, also standing, and everyone else looked up to notice that the sky was starting to darken already.
"That it has." Elrond replied, and then they walked out of the garden to find several messengers waiting with messages for all of them, and they went their seperate ways.
Authors Note:
Legolas is lazy. He has been hiding from my story for the past four chapters, but I'm getting out the cattleprod for chapter 5. So he's either going to have to get in the story or face the wrath of an author with a cattleprod...
And for some other serious-like stuff, sorry for not updating for so long. I've actually had this chapter written since Thursday, but I lost the computer disk I have been keeping my story on, and thus, no new chapter. I'm going to keep backups on the computer from now on. Don't fancy the idea of having to re-write chapters. .
Another serious-like note: Evenstar-Elfstone has asked if Eldarion is going to come into play in the story. I would very much love to bring him in. But I can't find a birthdate for him...I don't really need one, but I'd like to know if he has one before I give him one.
One more serious-like note: Everybody say a big thank-you to LeL for agreeing to translate elvish for the story. The words used in this chapter were translated on my own, with my handy-dandy little (confusing) dictionary that I managed to find, but anything longer then single words is going to end out being translated by her...
And for the last note, I'd like to apologize ahead of time for the hilarity in this chapter. Sounds strange, I know. But I'm well aware that Arwen, Elrohir, Elrond and Aragorn would probably act just a LITTLE more grown up around each other, considering they've all, except for Aragorn, lived several centuries - or millenium, in Elrond's case. And Aragorn's slowly approaching his first century. And yet, I found myself unable to write this chapter seriously. So you're left with goofy!ArwenAragornElrohirandElrond. Enjoy.
I will now shut up and let you enjoy the chapter. And don't forget to review once you're done reading.
------------------------------
-No Eyes Needed-
------------------------------
-Chapter IV-
-Meeting With Elves-
------------------------------
"Atar! [Father!]" Arwen cried happily, throwing decorum to the wind and giving her father a huge hug as he dismounted in the palace courtyard. Elrond was, to say the least, surprised, and it took him a few moments to return the hug.
"Such poise from the Queen of Gondor!" Elrohir laughed as he dismounted and came up, and then let out an 'Oof!' as he found himself subjected to a hug, as well.
"I am glad to see you, as well, yeldë [daughter]." Elrond said with amusement, and Arwen smiled back at him, then turned back to Elrohir as Aragorn came to greet Elrond.
"Though it's no match for Arwen's greeting, atar, welcome back to Minas Tirith." Aragorn said, also amused, clasping hands with Elrond in greeting.
"I doubt anyone could match Arwen's greeting, Elessar." Elrond said wryly, glancing over to where Arwen and Elrohir were now engaged in a lively conversation that seemed to have Elrohir getting whacked by Arwen every time he finished speaking.
"She will miss you when you sail into the West." Aragorn said, suddenly grave, and Elrond nodded, smiling sadly.
"I know." he said, suddenly sounding - and looking - very old and weary.
"But now is not the time to talk of such things. You have only just arrived after a long journey." Aragorn said in an attempt to break the Elf Lords suddenly grey mood, and it seemed to work.
"Híni [children]!" Elrond called, and Elrohir and Arwen instantly stopped talking to look at their father. "If you're quite done?" Elrond asked, arching an eyebrow. Arwen had the grace to blush slightly, while Elrohir just took the comment in stride, smiling and nodding as if being called into line by his father was an everyday occurance. Which, Aragorn realized wryly, it probably was, unless Elrohir and his twin had stopped their hijinks since the War ended.
Arwen, however, quickly recovered from her embaressment and gathered her diginity, adopting a pose fit for the Queen of Gondor. She walked sedately over to Aragorn, taking his arm as he offered it, while Elrohir tried very hard not to laugh. Elrond seemed to be having trouble keeping a straight face, as well, and Aragorn knew that his smile had grown into something akin to a grin. The King was suddenly very glad that Elrond, Elrohir, and their escort had arrived so late at night - there was no one except the night guard and the few handmaidens that could be roused out of bed to see the very childish behavior of the siblings reunited. But then, he mused, they probably wouldn't have acted so childish if there had been more people watching.
"Come, we'll lead you to your chambers so you can get some rest." Aragorn said, pulling himself out of his thoughts before the silence grew too long, and he and Arwen turned, heading into the Palace, Elrond and Elrohir following. The handmaidens were left to lead the elven escort to their lodgings for the night.
---
"So you say this child can see a being's fëa?" Elrond asked with curiosity, and Arwen nodded.
"I also believe that she is, to some extent, empathic." Arwen added. It was noon the next day, and Arwen, Elrohir and Elrond were having lunch together in one of the Palaces many gardens. Aragorn was supposed to join them later, bringing Elisandra with him, so Arwen was telling her father all of what she had found out about the child.
"How did you discover that?" Elrohir asked, curious.
"She managed to follow Estel and I to a judgement, and when Estel pronounced the prisoner guilty, she promptly informed him that he was wrong. When I asked her how she knew later, she said, amoung other things, that the man had looked sad when Estel had announced his judgement." Arwen said, smiling slightly at the memory.
"It makes sense." Elrond said thoughtfully. "Fëa's and emotions are very tightly linked. They play on each other, reflecting one another to shape a being's personality."
"I remember grandmother saying something to that effect once." Arwen said, nodding.
"Speaking of your grandmother, she sends her apologies for not being able to make it." Elrond commented. "But she is busy ordering the Elves of Lothlorien for their journey to the West, and could not leave."
"It's quite alright, I can understand what a task that would be." Arwen said. "I'm glad that at least you, atar, were able to come." Elrond smiled sadly back at his daughter, and silence fell on the trio as their thoughts turned to the all too common topic - at least amoung the Elves - of the West and the Sea. The silence remained for quite some time, each Elf lost in their thoughts, until they heard the distinct sound of boots cruching on gravel as someone entered the garden. A child's laugh quickly followed the sound of the boots, and as one, the three Elves looked up with a smile as Aragorn entered, carrying Elisandra, the source of the laughter. She quickly quieted, however, when she saw Elrohir and Elrond, her eyes going wide as her mouth formed a tiny 'O' of surprise. Aragorn, who had told her who they were going to see, looked at the child in surprise, then concern as Elisandra burried her face in his neck.
"Eli?" he asked.
"He's bright!" came the muffled response from the child, and Aragorn arched an eyebrow as Elrond chuckled and Elrohir sniggered.
"Didn't mother once say you were too smart for your own good?" Elrohir asked, and Elrond shot his son a look, which only succeeded in causing the Elf to collapse into laughter. Hearing a small giggle from Elisandra, Aragorn looked down just in time to see her bury her face in his neck again.
"Come on, Elisandra." he said, gently prying the girl off him and setting her on the ground. Once there, she promptly dashed behind Arwen. Aragorn shook his head as he took his seat, watching as Elrohir, having gotten over his laughter, started making funny faces at Elisandra where he could see her behind Arwen's back. In no time, Elisandra's laughter was ringing throughout the garden, and she'd somehow made her way onto Elrohir's knee, apparently having adjusted to the brightness of Elrond's fëa.
Elrohir was in the middle of telling an amusing story involving a horse and a dwarf when Elisandra, who had been giggling happily, suddenly glanced over at Elrond and sobered, tilting her head to one side in curiosity. Elrohir stopped telling the story, arching an eyebrow at Arwen and Aragorn as Elisandra continued to watch Elrond, who was watching Elisandra with as much curiosity as she was watching him. Arwen just shook her head at her brother, indicating that Elisandra had never acted like this before, and Elrohir was just about to speak to the girl when she spoke up.
"She must be pretty." Elisandra said, cryptically.
"She is." Elrond said with a sad smile, the only one who knew who Elisandra meant. Then Elisandra jumped off Elrohir's knee and clambered into Elrond's lap, reaching up and giving him a hug, which he returned. Breaking the hug, she sat down and proceeded to tell Elrond a rather amusing riddle. She continued telling amusing riddles, stories and jokes until, much to the surprise of Elrohir and Arwen, she had Elrond in stitches from laughter, something his children hadn't seen since their mother Celebrian had gone into the West, and Aragorn had never seen.
Elrond, noticing the strange looks his children and Aragorn were giving him, leaned down and whispered something to Elisandra. She grinned, nodded, and then wiggled around in his lap so she was facing everybody else before proceeding to solemnly lecture them on the healing properties of laughter. They listened to her in shock as she used words no five year old should know, let alone be able to pronounce.
"That one's too big." Elisandra said suddenly, stumbling over a particularily large word and looking up at Elrond with slight annoyance.
"Sorry." he replied with a smile. "How about this one?" There was a pause, and then Elisandra nodded, and launched back into her lecture. Her audience, however, was not as rapt as they'd been before, having figured out the trick. Elrond was using his Elvish gifts to put the words of the lecture into Elisandra's mind, which she was saying outloud. Seeing that the trick had been discovered, Elrond ended the lecture with a nonsense sentence about Ringwraiths and purple trees, prompting Arwen and Elrohir to shake their heads in amusement while Aragorn arched an eyebrow.
"That made no sense." Elisandra said, peering up at Elrond when she finished.
"I know, but it seems they've found us out." he said, nodding his head towards the other three occupants of the room. Elisandra glanced at them, then shrugged, and suddenly yawned.
"I'm sleepy." Elisandra announced.
"Let's get you to your room for a nap, then." Arwen said, rising, but Elrond waved her off when she tried to take Elisandra from him, instead lifting the child himself as he stood.
"I'll take her." he said, and Arwen nodded, then led the way for her father as they took Elisandra to her room. She was already asleep by the time they got there, and so Elrond lay her down gently in the bed before pulling up the blanket. Then he put his hand lightly over Elisandra's eyes, closing his own eyes, and concentrated for a moment. Underneath his hand, a light blue light shone for a moment, then flared white and flickered out. Elrond, frowning, drew his hand away and straightened, looking down at the child on the bed thoughtfully.
"Atar?" Arwen asked softly, and Elrond shook himself out of his thoughts.
"Let us return to Elrohir and Estel." he said. Arwen nodded, though she was obviously curious about what he'd done and what he'd learned. But she contained her curiosity as they returned to the garden where Aragorn and Elrohir were still sitting, now happily chatting away about - of all things - different kinds of fruit.
"Did you get her settled?" Aragorn asked, spotting Arwen and Elrond as they returned, and Arwen nodded.
"Poor girl was asleep before we reached her room." she said.
"Well, it's tiring even for father to use his mindspeech." Elrohir said pointedly, but Elrond just absently smiled at his son as he and Arwen resumed their seats. Elrohir, catching his fathers mood, tilted his head slightly to one side.
"What happened?" he asked.
"This Ranora woman said that Elisandra collapsed with a fever and then lost her sight, Arwen?" Elrond asked, completely ignoring Elrohir's question for the moment.
"She wasn't precise about what came first." Arwen said after a moments thought, and Elrond nodded.
"Father?" Elrohir tried again as Elrond remained silent, seeming to think.
"Elisandra's eyes are perfectly fine." Elrond said, stirring himself out of his thoughts. "But there is something else there, something much more powerful then I have ever felt, that is shifting her vision to what she sees now. It felt good, but I cannot be sure, as my encounter with it was much to quick and I was too surprised by it's power to notice much else."
"So her sight is intentional?" Aragorn asked, and Elrond nodded.
"It is. She was given it for a reason. What that reason is, I do not know." he replied.
"Though I wouldn't want to inflate Estel's sense of self-importance anymore, is it possible that she was given it to help him?" Elrohir asked.
"How so?" Aragorn asked with curiosity.
"Well, Arwen said that Elisandra knew someone was innocent when you pronounced him guilty. Perhaps she was given her sight for that very purpose - to help you deal out judgement correctly." Elrohir replied. "Also, since she sees only a person's fëa, not what they look like, she would make a spectactular bodyguard." The others at the table looked at Elrohir in surprise, and he grinned at them. "What? I can think when I want to." he said impishly, and Aragorn chuckled.
"So you can." Elrond said with a small smile. "But though that sounds very logical, I don't believe that's why Elisandra was given her strange form of sight. It is, however, something to keep in mind for once she's grows up, so she doesn't feel useless. Being unable to see, she's not going to be able to do a lot of things others can." Arwen and Aragorn nodded at almost the same time, both with thoughtful expressions on their faces.
"I know you're married, but you two need to stop spending so much time together." Elrohir said with a shake of his head, then looked defensive as Arwen hit him lightly on the shoulder. "What? It's true! When you start making the same expressions at the same time, you know you've been spending too much time around someone!"
"You're just jealous you haven't found someone to spend enough time with to start making the same expressions at the same time." Arwen retorted.
"Of course I haven't found someone to make the same expressions at the same time with, I was born with someone who does that naturally. Two making the same expression at the same time is bad enough, think how creepy three would be." Elrohir said, arching an eyebrow.
"As I recall, for awhile there WAS three." Elrond said dryly, looking pointedly at Aragorn.
"That was because of a dare." Aragorn retorted.
"That's always your excuse. If we listened to you, we'd be thinking that everything interesting you did as a child was because of a dare." Elrohir said, then paused and added with a smirk, "Good thing we don't listen to you." At that, Aragorn arched an eyebrow, and straightened in his chair, suddenly adopting his I-am-a-King air.
"Oh really now." he said, his voice dripping with authority.
"Well, maybe sometimes." Elrohir relented, then grinned, and Aragorn relaxed. There was a short silence as they looked at each other across the table, and then they starting sniggering. Arwen shook her head.
"I think it's time to end this lunch." she said.
"I agree." Elrond said dryly, standing.
"Was that what this started out as? Lunch?" Elrohir asked, glancing up at the sky as everyone else stood. "Seems like it went a little long." he said cheerfully, also standing, and everyone else looked up to notice that the sky was starting to darken already.
"That it has." Elrond replied, and then they walked out of the garden to find several messengers waiting with messages for all of them, and they went their seperate ways.