I had been home for less than a week when one evening I took a walk in the forest. The sun was just starting to set and I was enjoying the tranquility and beauty of my home when I heard a deep voice call out, "Tinuviel, Tinuviel"

I turned toward the voice and almost stumbled backwards in surprise. There before me was a younger version of the man that invaded my dreams. His hair long and dark, eyes of the softest grey, tall and slender build, He was beautiful, but so young. Finally finding my tongue I asked him, "Why do you call me by that name?"

He answered, "I was singing the Lay of Luthien and lo you appeared before my eyes. Am I dreaming?"

I laughed softly and replied, "Nay, I am not Luthien, though my fate may be the same as hers. Who are you?"

He smiled then and told me,with a hint of cockiness "I am known here as Estel, but my true name is Aragorn, son of Arathorn and Isildur's heir."

It was obvious that he was proud of his lineage, a noble lineage for a mortal, for such a handsome youth, for he was young. I knew of his ancestor's history having studied the Kings of Gondor and Arnor and the Numenoreans. I smiled and said, "Then we are kin from afar, for I am Undomiel, daughter of Elrond,"

At this, he seemed surprised and said, "I have dwelt in the house of Elrond for many years, but never knew of you. Has your father kept you locked away as a man is wont to do with his treasure?"

He was so sincere I could not help but smile, "Nay, I have only recently returned to Imladris. I have lived for many years in Lothlorien with my grandparents."

We walked together, talking until the dinner bell was sounded and had to return to my father's house. All during dinner he watched me with a twinkle in his eyes.

I tried to eat and carry on a conversation with my father, but my gaze kept returning to Estel.

"Arwen, I see you have met Estel, what do you think of him?" He smiled at me but the smile did not reach his eyes, in his eyes I saw concern.

"He is handsome, but far too young and cocky Ada, why do you ask? I answered him a bit coyly, knowing he had already sensed the attraction between us.

"Just curious daugher, as you had not met your foster brother until now."

With a kiss to my forehead he left me standing in the middle of the corridor.

Now I was confused, I was attracted to Estel, and enjoyed his company but father had the ability to sense my thoughts without me saying a word. I knew my response had not fooled him.

I returned to my chambers and lay down on my bed, my thoughts returning to Estel, replaying our meeting and then my father's reaction.

Finally exhausted I fell asleep to dream of him once more.