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Now... sorry I haven't updated for a while- I've been reading Order of the Phoenix for the past THREE days (haha... sorry HP haters) but it was an excellent book and argh! It made me cry so much! =( I can't believe she killed (insert name here )! Argh! Any other HP freaks? Haha... sorry, onto the chapter!

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"Canyaiel, Canyaiel!"

"What do you want?" I snap back. I throw the covers of my bed away and yawn. As I wipe my eyes, I get out of bed.

"You shall never guess who is here," Calwaiel sings.

I snort, "More of the Eldar, maybe?"

Calwaiel throws me a glare before continuing, "You don't have to be so…" she wrinkles her nose a bit, "derisive. It is your two favorite Elves in all of Arda!" she replies in a song-like tone.

My eyes light up instantly, "Elrohir and Elladan?" I quickly change into my riding clothes as Calwaiel continues.

"I have only just received word that they left the Grey Havens just yesterday." I ignore her as I hastily take a bag and pack some clothing in it.

"Do you think I should be wearing this when they arrive?" I ask.

She looks at the plain yellow dress I am holding up, "Yellow was never quite the right color for you. Have you anything blue?" I shift my legs uneasily as I scurry around to find a blue dress. I hold up five blue dresses.

"Not that one," her eyes rest upon a particular blue one, "This one," she says, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

I laugh almost bitterly to myself, "I can not wear that one."

She looks at me with a quite disgusted look on her face, "And may I ask why not?"

I wrinkle my nose in frustration, "Look at it! It is far too revealing."

"Try it on," she demands. I groan, annoyed; it took me quite a long time to pull my riding garments on. I peel off my gloves and boots then my trousers, and finally the outer leather. I unlace the sides of the dress and pull it on with difficulty; it was quite tight at the top.

She lets out a little squeal, "Oh! That is so beautiful!" I walk over to the seeing glass to look at myself. It is an azure color, almost blue in color and silk. It has a very tight bodice and a skirt that goes out. I snort as I poke my bare skin at the sides.

"I refuse to wear it," I snap back, taking the dress off and throwing it across the room as if it is poison. Calwaiel lets out a little disapproving snort through her nose and picks up another dress which is the color of spring in Imladris. I ponder for a moment.

"Put it on," she insists. I pull it on with little trouble. The bodice was not nearly as tight as the other, but the neckline dips down slightly too far for my taste. The back plunges far down- at least to the center of my back. However, the skirt flows out gracefully and the sleeves are tight at the top, but from the elbow to the fingertips it goes out nicely. I try walking over to the seeing glass but accidentally step on the bottom of the skirt- which is far too long. I decide not to go anywhere for now.

"You are to be wearing it," she says, clapping her hands together happily- almost as if she is witnessing someone getting married. I scowl and click my tongue then sigh as I take off the dress and place it inside my leather bag. I place my riding garments on again and pull my gloves and boots on. I put my regular leather shoes into my bag.

"You need shoes- and jewelry! Oh! You need something for your hair and-"

"Calwaiel!" I shout, which seems to quiet her, "I do not need anything. I already have a necklace." I take a small wooden box, full of hair parts and jewelry, and place it in my bag.

"I am going with you."

I stop packing immediately, "Excuse me?"

Calwaiel smirked, "I am going with you," she says slowly, almost as if explaining something to an Elfling.

"You don't even know how to ride." She held her nose up high.

"Well, I have Lossë," she insists.

I let out a horse-like snort through my nose, "Fine. Pack quickly- we leave first thing tomorrow. Come here before she rises." She grins victoriously and walks out. I sigh to myself as I finish packing. I walk over to my pantry and take one bottle of wine and a loaf of lembas. After I place it in my bag I walk back and close the pantry door, about to lock it, but then I decide to leave it open should any Hobbits like to come back. I write a note, quickly, saying I had gone on a trip and would be back sometime in the season of Quellë.

I wake up the next morning to find someone shaking me. I get out of bed and take my bag.

"Are you ready?" I ask her. She nods.

"Did you bring food?"

Her cheeks turn a little pink, "We need to bring food?" I groan and pull out a map.

"We are here," I retort, pointing to Valmar, "We need to go to here," I continue, dragging my finger along to Tirion, "Then to here," I drag my finger from Tirion to Alqualondë.

"Oh," she says, blushing a little.

I shake my head, "It matters not. I packed enough lembas for us to go to Tirion. From there, we may buy something- you brought something to trade?" I ask hopefully.

"Of course," she says. I walk and take a flask of miruvor then place it in my bag. We walk outside and Calwaiel's horse, Lossë, is standing there, patiently. I take Lómo from his stable and mount easily. She mounts with difficulty.

"We must go south-east," I tell her, riding out of Valmar.

Finally, after a lot of complaining from Calwaiel about how she had missed both Mettarë and Yestarë, we arrive at Alqualondë.

"Oh, oh, Lord Elrond's sons are to arrive at any day, now!"

"Yes, yes! They rescued their mother!"

"And they were in the War of the Ring!" It is all I hear- but I already know of their many accomplishments, I just want to see them.

I sit on my bed at a spare room in Alqualondë, reading a green, leather-bound book.

"Canyaiel, they are here!" Calwaiel squeals, trying hard to control the smile upon her face. I jump up off the bed and change hastily into the spring colored dress. Calwaiel throws a pair of slippers at me and I place them on. I comb my hair hastily with one of Calwaiel's silver combs and run from the room. I try to make my way down the stairs quickly, but end up pulling up most of my skirt and jumping down them instead.

I walk around, groaning because of the trailing of the dress. I step on the skirt of my dress and almost fall, but I catch myself.

"That was an excellent save, my dear." I look up and throw my arms around Elrohir.

"Oh, you stupid Elf! I missed you so much!" He just laughs.

"I missed you, too," he replies, smiling. I hear Calwaiel and Elladan talking in the distance.

I scrunch my nose, "Why did you not come sooner?" He just shakes his head and picks me up in his arms, twirling me about.

"Oh, I missed you so much," I squeal, throwing my arms around him.

He laughs, "You look quite lovely in that dress."

I smirk back, "Thank you." He leans down and plants a swift kiss on my neck. It tickles and I twitch a little. I can feel heat rising in my cheeks.

He lets out a triumphant laugh, "Finally! I made you blush!" I give him an evil glare but decide that I will not hurt him and instead hug him.

"It's good to have you back, Elrohir."

Hey, how did you like that chapter? REVIEW!! {even if you didn't like it... I, personally, didn't, but that's just me} Tell me what you think about having the story in present tense rather than past... Tell me what you want to happen... Just review! =D {Please?} Oh, and sorry it was sort of short...