~*A/N: Once again M/S WARNING. and I am aware that Elrond's grandmother's
middle name is Celebrindal., thank you.
Ardonelle stood up to the target and let go of her arrow. In the background, her father Elrond, clapped joyously.
"Well done, well done, good work, now go run off and start your studies" he said to her.
She smiled; anything to please her father was good. She went along, smiling, happy that her Ranger training was working, and she still hadn't seen her beloved Estel for four weeks now.
"Wasn't he supposed to return this week?" she thought to herself. She went up to her bedroom, took a bath, changed into a simple gown, and started on her studies; history of Middle-Earth was first, in her father's eyes. She read a short book, finished the rest of her studies, and calmly thought about her life. She was missing her grandparents, Lady Galadrial, the Lady of the light and Lord Celeborn, both of the Lorien realm. They both had been here since the First Age, to receive the elvish rings. Ardonelle only heard stories from her grandfather how the First Age, truly was the time of the Elves. There were plenty of things to learn about the First and Second Age, for neither she was present for. Ardonelle got up from her desk chair and went down the hall towards the library, one of her favorite places to be. She chose a book on Lutherin and Beren and sat in her favorite chair. She opened her book to the first page and began reading.
In the realm of Lorien, Strider was busy courting Ardonelle's younger sister Arwen. Strider did not care that several miles away, his bride slept, ate, trained, and did everything a young woman should do. He felt that he was entitled to a little playtime. A smile came to his face when he thought about having two women at once.
Ardonelle worried now, it was five weeks after he promised to be back. But as she said, that he needed to go into the wild, and that meant possibly not seeing him for long periods of time. She stretched her long legs and sat cross-legged on her bed, and looked out over the land. She truly was blessed to have her father own this estate. A smile grew to her face when she saw several white horses pull up. It was her sister, she was returning from Lorien. "Arwen!" she called. Her sister smiled, and waved to her. The two were the most beautiful girls in Middle-Earth at the current moment, and they had clearly shone that beauty. Elrond smiled at his two girls. Never had he seen a set of girls so close in age, wit and beauty become so close.
"Ardon, how have thing been here? Not too exciting I hope!" Arwen laughed.
Ardonelle smiled, noticing that her sister used her nickname.
"No, nothing here. I've been learning how to fight that's all." She said.
"That is exciting," she said, looking around the main house. Arwen stared around the main house, looking for evidence that she had completely left Rivendell. But her sister's stubbornness had made sure that all of Arwen's things had remained in place.
"I'm really glad your back. I've been dead bored. I have been working on my studies, reading every book in the library and learning how to understand Rohirrim" Ardonelle said, smiling.
"Oh really?" her sister countered.
"Yes, I have been doing all of that. But I miss Estel terribly." She said, this time frowning. Her sister frowned too. She knew his whereabouts, and he had come to Lorien to see her and court her. "Whatever is the matter with you?" Ardonelle asked her frowning sister. "Oh. Nothing, just thinking." Arwen lied. "Let's get you unpacked" Ardonelle said cheerily. "Yes, let's, and then we can go for a long walk and I will tell you everything that happened in Lorien", Arwen this time her beautiful smile beaming. The two girls went off to Arwen's bedroom and helped her unpack her things. After it was all through, and a maid was sweeping out the leaves in her bedroom, they put on cloaks and went for a walk in and around Rivendell. "Grandmother and Grandfather ask about you everyday, though I cannot tell them anything. Grandmother surely does not know will be a Ranger", Arwen said, still beaming from before. "And it is better she does not. If they find out, surely I will be summoned there for another thousand years", Ardonelle said grimly. "You will have no time to marry Estel, let alone have a life", Arwen said. "He will be dead by that time. If I do go, I will surely marry an elvish lord, and that will not be interesting." She said, unhappy with the thoughts the two had brought up. Arwen nodded, that was probably her own fate. Arwen had not had a suitor for quite sometime now, except three weeks ago. Arwen quickly changed the subject, "Has Estel written you?" "Of course he has. I have gotten four letters from him, and then as soon as about three weeks ago, I stopped getting letters all together." She said sadly, but quickly started in a happy tone with, "He must be busy or something." Arwen loved her sister's optimism. She nodded in response and the two kept walking and shared their childhood stories, and memories about when Elladon and Elhlior and their mother were still living in Rivendell.
"Girls! Dinner time!" Elrond called from the dining hall. The two girls ran to their father, and went to have a quick dinner and returned to chatting.
The moon rose, and Arwen retired to her bedroom, the trip and the reminiscence made her tired. She put on her nightdress, and laid down for her sleep. As soon as her blue eyes lost sight of the moon, a flood of thoughts came to her head. It started with Lorien and how much she missed being in Rivendell. Then it went to her father and sister. Finally she dreamt of this prince, rescuing her from all evil.
Athwart the corridor, Lady Ardonelle was lying in bed, looking at the moon and writing about her sister's arrival and Estel's mysterious disappearance. It was strange; Ardonelle noticed that her sister seemed to change the topic whenever she spoke of Estel. She soon fell asleep making the main house quiet except for the occasional breeze.
As soon as Arwen woke up, she dressed quickly in a riding habit and dashed off to Lorien. She could not wait to see Estel, but by his mistake he asked her to call him Strider. Arwen ran to the lower quarters and knocked politely on the door.
"Strider, wake up!" Arwen called to him. Strider just stirred and turned over. Arwen sighed; her mate was sound asleep. She went upstairs to visit her grandparents who were having breakfast.
"Good morning Arwen", her flaxen haired grandmother, Galadrial said to her.
"Good morning to you, grandmother", Arwen said to her grandmother and sat down at the breakfast table.
"How is your sister doing?" her grandfather, Celeborn asked her.
"Quite fine, she has found a husband." She said.
"Superb, I have been awaiting a wedding for a while now", her grandmother said. A smile came to Arwen's face; little did she know that the man that her older sister was going to be engaged was to be Estel himself. ~*A/N. if you made it this far, you made proceed to chapter 3 *~
Ardonelle stood up to the target and let go of her arrow. In the background, her father Elrond, clapped joyously.
"Well done, well done, good work, now go run off and start your studies" he said to her.
She smiled; anything to please her father was good. She went along, smiling, happy that her Ranger training was working, and she still hadn't seen her beloved Estel for four weeks now.
"Wasn't he supposed to return this week?" she thought to herself. She went up to her bedroom, took a bath, changed into a simple gown, and started on her studies; history of Middle-Earth was first, in her father's eyes. She read a short book, finished the rest of her studies, and calmly thought about her life. She was missing her grandparents, Lady Galadrial, the Lady of the light and Lord Celeborn, both of the Lorien realm. They both had been here since the First Age, to receive the elvish rings. Ardonelle only heard stories from her grandfather how the First Age, truly was the time of the Elves. There were plenty of things to learn about the First and Second Age, for neither she was present for. Ardonelle got up from her desk chair and went down the hall towards the library, one of her favorite places to be. She chose a book on Lutherin and Beren and sat in her favorite chair. She opened her book to the first page and began reading.
In the realm of Lorien, Strider was busy courting Ardonelle's younger sister Arwen. Strider did not care that several miles away, his bride slept, ate, trained, and did everything a young woman should do. He felt that he was entitled to a little playtime. A smile came to his face when he thought about having two women at once.
Ardonelle worried now, it was five weeks after he promised to be back. But as she said, that he needed to go into the wild, and that meant possibly not seeing him for long periods of time. She stretched her long legs and sat cross-legged on her bed, and looked out over the land. She truly was blessed to have her father own this estate. A smile grew to her face when she saw several white horses pull up. It was her sister, she was returning from Lorien. "Arwen!" she called. Her sister smiled, and waved to her. The two were the most beautiful girls in Middle-Earth at the current moment, and they had clearly shone that beauty. Elrond smiled at his two girls. Never had he seen a set of girls so close in age, wit and beauty become so close.
"Ardon, how have thing been here? Not too exciting I hope!" Arwen laughed.
Ardonelle smiled, noticing that her sister used her nickname.
"No, nothing here. I've been learning how to fight that's all." She said.
"That is exciting," she said, looking around the main house. Arwen stared around the main house, looking for evidence that she had completely left Rivendell. But her sister's stubbornness had made sure that all of Arwen's things had remained in place.
"I'm really glad your back. I've been dead bored. I have been working on my studies, reading every book in the library and learning how to understand Rohirrim" Ardonelle said, smiling.
"Oh really?" her sister countered.
"Yes, I have been doing all of that. But I miss Estel terribly." She said, this time frowning. Her sister frowned too. She knew his whereabouts, and he had come to Lorien to see her and court her. "Whatever is the matter with you?" Ardonelle asked her frowning sister. "Oh. Nothing, just thinking." Arwen lied. "Let's get you unpacked" Ardonelle said cheerily. "Yes, let's, and then we can go for a long walk and I will tell you everything that happened in Lorien", Arwen this time her beautiful smile beaming. The two girls went off to Arwen's bedroom and helped her unpack her things. After it was all through, and a maid was sweeping out the leaves in her bedroom, they put on cloaks and went for a walk in and around Rivendell. "Grandmother and Grandfather ask about you everyday, though I cannot tell them anything. Grandmother surely does not know will be a Ranger", Arwen said, still beaming from before. "And it is better she does not. If they find out, surely I will be summoned there for another thousand years", Ardonelle said grimly. "You will have no time to marry Estel, let alone have a life", Arwen said. "He will be dead by that time. If I do go, I will surely marry an elvish lord, and that will not be interesting." She said, unhappy with the thoughts the two had brought up. Arwen nodded, that was probably her own fate. Arwen had not had a suitor for quite sometime now, except three weeks ago. Arwen quickly changed the subject, "Has Estel written you?" "Of course he has. I have gotten four letters from him, and then as soon as about three weeks ago, I stopped getting letters all together." She said sadly, but quickly started in a happy tone with, "He must be busy or something." Arwen loved her sister's optimism. She nodded in response and the two kept walking and shared their childhood stories, and memories about when Elladon and Elhlior and their mother were still living in Rivendell.
"Girls! Dinner time!" Elrond called from the dining hall. The two girls ran to their father, and went to have a quick dinner and returned to chatting.
The moon rose, and Arwen retired to her bedroom, the trip and the reminiscence made her tired. She put on her nightdress, and laid down for her sleep. As soon as her blue eyes lost sight of the moon, a flood of thoughts came to her head. It started with Lorien and how much she missed being in Rivendell. Then it went to her father and sister. Finally she dreamt of this prince, rescuing her from all evil.
Athwart the corridor, Lady Ardonelle was lying in bed, looking at the moon and writing about her sister's arrival and Estel's mysterious disappearance. It was strange; Ardonelle noticed that her sister seemed to change the topic whenever she spoke of Estel. She soon fell asleep making the main house quiet except for the occasional breeze.
As soon as Arwen woke up, she dressed quickly in a riding habit and dashed off to Lorien. She could not wait to see Estel, but by his mistake he asked her to call him Strider. Arwen ran to the lower quarters and knocked politely on the door.
"Strider, wake up!" Arwen called to him. Strider just stirred and turned over. Arwen sighed; her mate was sound asleep. She went upstairs to visit her grandparents who were having breakfast.
"Good morning Arwen", her flaxen haired grandmother, Galadrial said to her.
"Good morning to you, grandmother", Arwen said to her grandmother and sat down at the breakfast table.
"How is your sister doing?" her grandfather, Celeborn asked her.
"Quite fine, she has found a husband." She said.
"Superb, I have been awaiting a wedding for a while now", her grandmother said. A smile came to Arwen's face; little did she know that the man that her older sister was going to be engaged was to be Estel himself. ~*A/N. if you made it this far, you made proceed to chapter 3 *~