Luthien: I do not own anything of Lord of the Rings.
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She smiled as she walked through the gardens feeling instantly refreshed. She walked a bit further and then came to a small stone arch bridge she stood in the middle and watched the riverbed below her. She sighed as the feeling of tranquility came over her; she arched her head towards the stars and was awed in their beauty. She usually came out her at night mainly to think and reflect but sometimes it was just enough to be surrounded by such beauty.
"Alatariel? What are you doing out here so late?" asked a voice. She turned sharply to see her brother Elladan standing at the foot of the bridge.
"Nothing that you should be worried about Elladan" she replied softly.
"I know, but it is a cold night and I do have a right to be curious why you are out here," he said kindly.
"I was merely thinking," said Alatariel turning around facing the water again.
"Would you tell me what you think about out here?" asked Elladan thoughtfully.
"Anything that comes to mind and of things that do not even matter" she replied.
"How about I give you a place, person or thing and you tell me whatever comes to mind?" suggested Elladan walking beside her; he smiled when she nodded.
"Rivendell"
"Air"
"Peace"
"Watermelon"
"Watermelon?" repeated Elladan amusingly, Alatariel let out a soft laugh and nodded.
"Love"
"Arwen"
"Pain"
"Celinor"
There was a small silence for both the elves were surprised by the answer.
"Tell me true, are you still paining over your past with Celinor?" asked Elladan softly.
"I cannot explain Elladan," she said sadly looking to the sky now.
"That tell me however you can" he encouraged gently.
"I feel regret for letting myself get sucked into his trap, I feel loss for I lost the one thing I loved even if he did not love me back. I feel dark for he took the light in me and threw it away like a pebble and I feel pain for that is all that is left of me" said Alatariel darkly.
"I beg of you, pain no more. Celinor was a two-faced man and he treated you how you dreamed of being treated and he fooled you into loving him. He took what he needed and left. Do not feel regret, loss, darkness and pain feel relief for it is over and you will live on," said Elladan softly.
"He treated me like a princess, like he really loved me" she said softly.
"Of course he treated you like a princess Alatariel, you are one" he said smiling.
"Not by blood" she whispered but regretted her words.
"Just because you do not share our blood does not mean you are not apart of our family. You have been with us all of your life and I do not understand why you still feel like you do not belong, for you fit with us like the sun fits in the sky" said Elladan sadly.
"I am sorry I doubted your love Elladan, am I forgiven?" asked Alatariel with a small smile.
"Of course, now we best be off to bed it is very late," said Elladan kindly. They walked together back into the House of Elrond.
"Goodnight Elladan and thank you" said Alatariel gratefully.
"Goodnight Alatariel, I will always be here if you need me remember that," said Elladan pulling her into a warm hug.
"I will' she whispered as he let go. He smiled and disappeared from sight as he turned around the corner. Alatariel walked along the corridor and locked the door as she entered her chamber. She pulled the clear silver bed hangings open and slipped into the silver sheets and slowly she fell asleep and as she did she did not feel the presence of Celinor.
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The next morning she brushed her dark silky red hair that in soft curls reached her waist and dressed in a sky blue dress and matching slippers. Feeling quite hungry she headed towards the dining hall for breakfast, but as she arrived all was not at peace. She opened the doors to Elrond arguing with Elladan and Elrohir.
"You cannot go! You can go another time but not today. It is rude and then what will Thranduil and Legolas think of us?" said Elrond fuming.
"They will think good of us as they always have father! They know how important hunting is to us and they will understand," argued Elrohir.
"No they will not! They will think why would such great friends chose to go on a hunting trip instead of greeting friends that have traveled miles to see them?" retorted Elrond.
"Morning Tari!" said Elladan cheerfully who had noticed her standing in the doorway looking very cautious.
"Morning Elladan" she said smiling amusingly.
"Tari, do you think that after years and years of being friends that those friends would not mind that for just once their friends were not present for their arrival so they could attend one of most biggest hunting trips in Rivendell history?" asked Elrohir facing Alatariel.
"I do not wish to be involved in the dispute, but I would like to know what is happening" she replied honestly.
"Lord Thranduil and his son Legolas are coming to visit us and when they arrive is the day, when Elladan and Elrohir will return from the hunting trip that begins today" explained Elrond glaring at the twins.
"They are from Mirkwood aren't they?' asked Alatariel curiously.
"Yes, you may have seen Legolas when he came to the Council concerning the Ring of Power," said Elrond thoughtfully.
"Well I have a suggestion, how about Elladan and Elrohir just come back from the hunting trip a day early" said Alatariel blankly.
"That's a great idea Alatariel!" said Elladan proudly. Elrond looked a bit apprehensive and looked like he was thinking of another way for them not to go. But the twins smiled broadly as they saw that he could not.
"If I let you go today, then you must promise that you will come back at dawn on the day when they arrive" said Elrond firmly.
"We promise father," said the twins together.
"Seeing as your already packed you may leave," said Elrond quietly pointing to the two packs sitting neatly at the door.
"Namaarie father (Farewell father)" said Elladan embracing his father and then Elrohir did the same.
"Quel Fara (Good Hunting)" said Elrond quietly while smiling, the twins smiled and walked over to Alatariel embracing her in turns.
"Diola lle (Thank you)" whispered Elrohir as he hugged her.
"Lle creoso (Your Welcome)" she replied as he let go. .
"Namaarie (Farewell) " said the twins and with one swift movement they picked up their packs and were gone.
"May this time add itself to the times they have slipped from my control" said Elrond as he sat down at his high chair.
"Do not worry father, they will be fine. They have done this sort of thing many times before" said Alatariel as she sat beside her father.
"I know, they can barely stay home a week without going hunting or on some other adventure" said Elrond with a faint smile.
"They thrive on adventure and I know that you could not keep a clear conscience if you kept them from it" she said softly.
"Yes your right, I better start sorting out Thranduil's and Legolas's rooms," said Elrond as he stood up and pressed a light kiss to her cheek and left.
Alatariel sighed as she began to eat her breafkast, after breafkast she decided to go visit her friend Seremela. But she did not have to go far when she saw Seremela walking up the stairs.
"Sere!" called Alatariel as she spotted her friend. Seremela smiled and waved as she hurried towards her.
"Sut naa lle? (How are you?)" asked Seremela happily.
"Oh fine, I've got some news but I won't say it here meet me in my chamber in around 15 minutes" said Alatariel softly.
"Ok that's good because I have to return these books back and if I don't take them back I have to pay for them" said Seremela looking at the thick leather books glumly. Then with a small wave Alatariel walked briskly back to her chambers and then quarter of an hour later Seremela arrived looking quite huffed.
"I was a few minutes late so I had to pay for them! Unbelievable, well anyway tell me your news" said Seremela quickly getting over the books.
"Well this morning father didn't want Elladan and Elrohir going on a hunting trip because Lord Thranduil and his son Legolas were coming to Rivendell-" but she was cut off by Seremela's very loud excited gasp.
"Legolas? Prince Legolas of Mirkwood?" asked Seremela looking astounded.
"Yes, I'm guessing by the way your acting that you know something I don't know about him," said Alatariel uneasily.
"Oh I know all about him, he's the best archer in Middle Earth. He was one of the nine companions that were set out to destroy the ring of power. Also he's got to be the most handsome elf ever! He's got golden white hair and those sea blue eyes," said Seremela dreamily.
"Sounds wonderful," said Alatariel coldly.
"You haven't even met him and already you have an attitude towards him," said Seremela annoyingly.
"I have met him, remember the council? He came here. It was only a quick hello but I count it as a greeting" she said stubbornly.
"Then what do you have against him since it is clear that you do?" asked Seremela curiously.
"He just sounds like someone who's an arrogant elf and uses women and leaves them with a small note saying he had archery practice" replied Alatariel blankly.
"He sounds just Celinor to me Alatariel," said Seremela quietly.
"Celinor was not just a one night kind of relationship Seremela," she said coldly.
"Look I'm sorry for bringing him up but you can't pretend that every man we talk about you think that they have some trait that makes them similar to Celinor. I'm not going to try and persuade you to like Legolas or think that he's good person. I'll let you make up your own mind about him instead," said Seremela gently.
"Thank you" she said softly.
The two girls talked about everything they could think of until it was time for Seremela to start work in the healing houses. When Seremela left, Alatariel thought about what she had said.
"You can't pretend that every man we talk about you think that they have some trait that makes them similar to Celinor" those words echoed in her head. She knew that Seremela was half-right; she didn't think that about every single man. But she heard things about Prince Legolas, things that went along the lines of "He leads them on and takes what he wants from the woman and leaves her alone on the bed the next morning".
It was very similar to her and Celinor's relationship. He would sleep with her and not for a second would he think about pleasuring her. As soon as he was satisfied he would dress and leave without a single word. For three long years that was their relationship until she had broken down one night in front of Elladan and she had told him everything. It was the darkest point of her life when he had come in one night and she had refused him. He had lashed out at her sending her flying into a mirror all she could remember from that night was a crimson liquid forming around her.
'Don't think about it, you're fine now you're strong' a voice strong in her head reminded her. It was now noon and she had nothing to do and no one to talk to. 'Father working, Arwen in Gondor, the twins hunting' counted Alatariel in her head.
She needed a hobby of her own, she loved reading, but she was sick of reading the same stories. She had wanted to learn how to be a warrior but she did not have the required dedication to the art and she just could not line up an arrow. Hunting, why did she even think that? If she could not fight then she could not hunt. Just then she heard a horse neigh from the stable. 'Horses? Oh well there's a first time for everything' she thought happily.
She changed into a green tunic and brown breeches with some brown boots. She hurried down to the stables where she saw a small group of elves polishing their swords. She walked past them and into the stables; she sighed as she saw a beautiful pure black horse in the stable where Arwen's horse used to be.
"Dinaer? Why did they call you that?" she asked herself softly as she read the small piece of paper that was stuck to the wooden pillar.
"I'm sure you can figure that out for yourself can't you princess?" asked a voice from behind her. She turned around to see one of the elves that she had seen from outside, 'I need to sharpen my senses' she thought.
"Dinaer means silent one, why is she silent though?" she asked curiously.
"No idea, she dislikes any company though, except for other horses so I'd be very careful and try not to make any loud noises or sharp movements" warned the elf. She nodded and the elf walked back outside again. Alatariel turned her attention back to Dinaer.
"That's too bad you know, I would have loved you to be my horse," she whispered as she walked forwards to look at the other horses. But she had only walked a few feet before she heard a loud neigh behind her. She turned to see Dinaer looking just as he was before.
"Did you make that noise?" she asked softly feeling a bit stupid talking to a horse. But Dinaer didn't move or make a sound so Alatariel turned but she did she felt something slightly wet nudge against her shoulder. She turned her head slowly to see Dinaer nudging her softly with his head. She lifted her hand slowly and very gently stroked Dinaer's neck.
"Incredible" whispered Alatariel as she slowly opened the stable door. She decided to take things slow with Dinaer and for a couple of hours just stayed with him and stroked him. It was getting a bit dark so she very slowly let herself out.
"Goodnight Dinaer" she whispered and she smiled as she left.
Once back inside she picked up some bread and cheese from the kitchen and ate it in her room. She dressed a white night gown that touched the floor and read a book as she lay in bed. Soon Alatariel was too tired to read anymore and she quickly fell asleep.
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She smiled as she walked through the gardens feeling instantly refreshed. She walked a bit further and then came to a small stone arch bridge she stood in the middle and watched the riverbed below her. She sighed as the feeling of tranquility came over her; she arched her head towards the stars and was awed in their beauty. She usually came out her at night mainly to think and reflect but sometimes it was just enough to be surrounded by such beauty.
"Alatariel? What are you doing out here so late?" asked a voice. She turned sharply to see her brother Elladan standing at the foot of the bridge.
"Nothing that you should be worried about Elladan" she replied softly.
"I know, but it is a cold night and I do have a right to be curious why you are out here," he said kindly.
"I was merely thinking," said Alatariel turning around facing the water again.
"Would you tell me what you think about out here?" asked Elladan thoughtfully.
"Anything that comes to mind and of things that do not even matter" she replied.
"How about I give you a place, person or thing and you tell me whatever comes to mind?" suggested Elladan walking beside her; he smiled when she nodded.
"Rivendell"
"Air"
"Peace"
"Watermelon"
"Watermelon?" repeated Elladan amusingly, Alatariel let out a soft laugh and nodded.
"Love"
"Arwen"
"Pain"
"Celinor"
There was a small silence for both the elves were surprised by the answer.
"Tell me true, are you still paining over your past with Celinor?" asked Elladan softly.
"I cannot explain Elladan," she said sadly looking to the sky now.
"That tell me however you can" he encouraged gently.
"I feel regret for letting myself get sucked into his trap, I feel loss for I lost the one thing I loved even if he did not love me back. I feel dark for he took the light in me and threw it away like a pebble and I feel pain for that is all that is left of me" said Alatariel darkly.
"I beg of you, pain no more. Celinor was a two-faced man and he treated you how you dreamed of being treated and he fooled you into loving him. He took what he needed and left. Do not feel regret, loss, darkness and pain feel relief for it is over and you will live on," said Elladan softly.
"He treated me like a princess, like he really loved me" she said softly.
"Of course he treated you like a princess Alatariel, you are one" he said smiling.
"Not by blood" she whispered but regretted her words.
"Just because you do not share our blood does not mean you are not apart of our family. You have been with us all of your life and I do not understand why you still feel like you do not belong, for you fit with us like the sun fits in the sky" said Elladan sadly.
"I am sorry I doubted your love Elladan, am I forgiven?" asked Alatariel with a small smile.
"Of course, now we best be off to bed it is very late," said Elladan kindly. They walked together back into the House of Elrond.
"Goodnight Elladan and thank you" said Alatariel gratefully.
"Goodnight Alatariel, I will always be here if you need me remember that," said Elladan pulling her into a warm hug.
"I will' she whispered as he let go. He smiled and disappeared from sight as he turned around the corner. Alatariel walked along the corridor and locked the door as she entered her chamber. She pulled the clear silver bed hangings open and slipped into the silver sheets and slowly she fell asleep and as she did she did not feel the presence of Celinor.
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The next morning she brushed her dark silky red hair that in soft curls reached her waist and dressed in a sky blue dress and matching slippers. Feeling quite hungry she headed towards the dining hall for breakfast, but as she arrived all was not at peace. She opened the doors to Elrond arguing with Elladan and Elrohir.
"You cannot go! You can go another time but not today. It is rude and then what will Thranduil and Legolas think of us?" said Elrond fuming.
"They will think good of us as they always have father! They know how important hunting is to us and they will understand," argued Elrohir.
"No they will not! They will think why would such great friends chose to go on a hunting trip instead of greeting friends that have traveled miles to see them?" retorted Elrond.
"Morning Tari!" said Elladan cheerfully who had noticed her standing in the doorway looking very cautious.
"Morning Elladan" she said smiling amusingly.
"Tari, do you think that after years and years of being friends that those friends would not mind that for just once their friends were not present for their arrival so they could attend one of most biggest hunting trips in Rivendell history?" asked Elrohir facing Alatariel.
"I do not wish to be involved in the dispute, but I would like to know what is happening" she replied honestly.
"Lord Thranduil and his son Legolas are coming to visit us and when they arrive is the day, when Elladan and Elrohir will return from the hunting trip that begins today" explained Elrond glaring at the twins.
"They are from Mirkwood aren't they?' asked Alatariel curiously.
"Yes, you may have seen Legolas when he came to the Council concerning the Ring of Power," said Elrond thoughtfully.
"Well I have a suggestion, how about Elladan and Elrohir just come back from the hunting trip a day early" said Alatariel blankly.
"That's a great idea Alatariel!" said Elladan proudly. Elrond looked a bit apprehensive and looked like he was thinking of another way for them not to go. But the twins smiled broadly as they saw that he could not.
"If I let you go today, then you must promise that you will come back at dawn on the day when they arrive" said Elrond firmly.
"We promise father," said the twins together.
"Seeing as your already packed you may leave," said Elrond quietly pointing to the two packs sitting neatly at the door.
"Namaarie father (Farewell father)" said Elladan embracing his father and then Elrohir did the same.
"Quel Fara (Good Hunting)" said Elrond quietly while smiling, the twins smiled and walked over to Alatariel embracing her in turns.
"Diola lle (Thank you)" whispered Elrohir as he hugged her.
"Lle creoso (Your Welcome)" she replied as he let go. .
"Namaarie (Farewell) " said the twins and with one swift movement they picked up their packs and were gone.
"May this time add itself to the times they have slipped from my control" said Elrond as he sat down at his high chair.
"Do not worry father, they will be fine. They have done this sort of thing many times before" said Alatariel as she sat beside her father.
"I know, they can barely stay home a week without going hunting or on some other adventure" said Elrond with a faint smile.
"They thrive on adventure and I know that you could not keep a clear conscience if you kept them from it" she said softly.
"Yes your right, I better start sorting out Thranduil's and Legolas's rooms," said Elrond as he stood up and pressed a light kiss to her cheek and left.
Alatariel sighed as she began to eat her breafkast, after breafkast she decided to go visit her friend Seremela. But she did not have to go far when she saw Seremela walking up the stairs.
"Sere!" called Alatariel as she spotted her friend. Seremela smiled and waved as she hurried towards her.
"Sut naa lle? (How are you?)" asked Seremela happily.
"Oh fine, I've got some news but I won't say it here meet me in my chamber in around 15 minutes" said Alatariel softly.
"Ok that's good because I have to return these books back and if I don't take them back I have to pay for them" said Seremela looking at the thick leather books glumly. Then with a small wave Alatariel walked briskly back to her chambers and then quarter of an hour later Seremela arrived looking quite huffed.
"I was a few minutes late so I had to pay for them! Unbelievable, well anyway tell me your news" said Seremela quickly getting over the books.
"Well this morning father didn't want Elladan and Elrohir going on a hunting trip because Lord Thranduil and his son Legolas were coming to Rivendell-" but she was cut off by Seremela's very loud excited gasp.
"Legolas? Prince Legolas of Mirkwood?" asked Seremela looking astounded.
"Yes, I'm guessing by the way your acting that you know something I don't know about him," said Alatariel uneasily.
"Oh I know all about him, he's the best archer in Middle Earth. He was one of the nine companions that were set out to destroy the ring of power. Also he's got to be the most handsome elf ever! He's got golden white hair and those sea blue eyes," said Seremela dreamily.
"Sounds wonderful," said Alatariel coldly.
"You haven't even met him and already you have an attitude towards him," said Seremela annoyingly.
"I have met him, remember the council? He came here. It was only a quick hello but I count it as a greeting" she said stubbornly.
"Then what do you have against him since it is clear that you do?" asked Seremela curiously.
"He just sounds like someone who's an arrogant elf and uses women and leaves them with a small note saying he had archery practice" replied Alatariel blankly.
"He sounds just Celinor to me Alatariel," said Seremela quietly.
"Celinor was not just a one night kind of relationship Seremela," she said coldly.
"Look I'm sorry for bringing him up but you can't pretend that every man we talk about you think that they have some trait that makes them similar to Celinor. I'm not going to try and persuade you to like Legolas or think that he's good person. I'll let you make up your own mind about him instead," said Seremela gently.
"Thank you" she said softly.
The two girls talked about everything they could think of until it was time for Seremela to start work in the healing houses. When Seremela left, Alatariel thought about what she had said.
"You can't pretend that every man we talk about you think that they have some trait that makes them similar to Celinor" those words echoed in her head. She knew that Seremela was half-right; she didn't think that about every single man. But she heard things about Prince Legolas, things that went along the lines of "He leads them on and takes what he wants from the woman and leaves her alone on the bed the next morning".
It was very similar to her and Celinor's relationship. He would sleep with her and not for a second would he think about pleasuring her. As soon as he was satisfied he would dress and leave without a single word. For three long years that was their relationship until she had broken down one night in front of Elladan and she had told him everything. It was the darkest point of her life when he had come in one night and she had refused him. He had lashed out at her sending her flying into a mirror all she could remember from that night was a crimson liquid forming around her.
'Don't think about it, you're fine now you're strong' a voice strong in her head reminded her. It was now noon and she had nothing to do and no one to talk to. 'Father working, Arwen in Gondor, the twins hunting' counted Alatariel in her head.
She needed a hobby of her own, she loved reading, but she was sick of reading the same stories. She had wanted to learn how to be a warrior but she did not have the required dedication to the art and she just could not line up an arrow. Hunting, why did she even think that? If she could not fight then she could not hunt. Just then she heard a horse neigh from the stable. 'Horses? Oh well there's a first time for everything' she thought happily.
She changed into a green tunic and brown breeches with some brown boots. She hurried down to the stables where she saw a small group of elves polishing their swords. She walked past them and into the stables; she sighed as she saw a beautiful pure black horse in the stable where Arwen's horse used to be.
"Dinaer? Why did they call you that?" she asked herself softly as she read the small piece of paper that was stuck to the wooden pillar.
"I'm sure you can figure that out for yourself can't you princess?" asked a voice from behind her. She turned around to see one of the elves that she had seen from outside, 'I need to sharpen my senses' she thought.
"Dinaer means silent one, why is she silent though?" she asked curiously.
"No idea, she dislikes any company though, except for other horses so I'd be very careful and try not to make any loud noises or sharp movements" warned the elf. She nodded and the elf walked back outside again. Alatariel turned her attention back to Dinaer.
"That's too bad you know, I would have loved you to be my horse," she whispered as she walked forwards to look at the other horses. But she had only walked a few feet before she heard a loud neigh behind her. She turned to see Dinaer looking just as he was before.
"Did you make that noise?" she asked softly feeling a bit stupid talking to a horse. But Dinaer didn't move or make a sound so Alatariel turned but she did she felt something slightly wet nudge against her shoulder. She turned her head slowly to see Dinaer nudging her softly with his head. She lifted her hand slowly and very gently stroked Dinaer's neck.
"Incredible" whispered Alatariel as she slowly opened the stable door. She decided to take things slow with Dinaer and for a couple of hours just stayed with him and stroked him. It was getting a bit dark so she very slowly let herself out.
"Goodnight Dinaer" she whispered and she smiled as she left.
Once back inside she picked up some bread and cheese from the kitchen and ate it in her room. She dressed a white night gown that touched the floor and read a book as she lay in bed. Soon Alatariel was too tired to read anymore and she quickly fell asleep.