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Chapter 7 - Daughter of the Night
The minute Nefaratoiel was back in Rivendell she was dragged form Mahtar and back to her room by Lhunrothien, Mariel, and Rin. When they got to the room, which had been cleaned, there was already a bath drawn. The three girls dunked Nefaratoiel into the tub and left her to wash. After a moment Rin came back to help Nefaratoiel take out all the jewels and undo her braids. It took a while and they had a very casual conversation the entire time.
When Rin finished helping Nefaratoiel undo her hair she left to make sure that Lhunrothien and Mariel had the dress ready for Nefaratoiel. Nefaratoiel got out of the tub and dried herself off. She dressed in the undergarments Rin had left for her. Nefaratoiel walked into her bedroom and saw the other three waiting for her. Lhunrothien pulled a dress out from behind her back and barely even let Nefaratoiel look at the dress before they had her dressed in it. The top of the dress was a light smoky gray color with a box neckline that had a silver embroidery trim around it, recreating the nighttime sky. The sleeves and skirt of the dress were a dark charcoal gray color with the same silver embroidery and nighttime sky design. The dress hugged Nefaratoiel's upper body tightly and the skirt flowed elegantly about her. The sleeves were long and flowing past her fingertips. Around the waist of the dress were a multitude of rhinestones stitched right into the fabric. Rin did Nefaratoiel's hair in a couple of elven braids. She braided the hair at Nefaratoiel's temples and pulled the two braids back behind Nefaratoiel's head. Her hair was just long enough to do so. The placed a silver, crescent moon, clip to hold the braids that matched with Nefaratoiel's tiara.
"Where did this dress come from?" Nefaratoiel asked, in awe at the richness of the dress.
"The elves of Lothlorien." Mariel answered.
Nefaratoiel frowned in puzzlement. She had been given so many gifts from the elves, Lorien and Rivendell. She opened her mouth to inquire further but a knock at her door stopped her. Lhunrothien smiled knowingly. Nefaratoiel looked at her a moment before going to answer the door. She opened the door and Haldir stood there. He was dressed regally as if on duty. Nefaratoiel felt rather than saw Lhunrothien's smile grow and she turned to glare at the younger woman. Haldir stared at Nefaratoiel for a moment before remembering he was on duty. "The Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn, and Lord Elrond request your presence." Haldir bowed before awaiting a response.
Lhunrothien pushed Nefaratoiel forward out of the room and close the door behind her. "Well I guess that means I'm answering the summons." Nefaratoiel said, sarcasm in her voice.
Haldir smiled before leading her through the halls of Rivendell. He led her to a private garden. He motioned Nefaratoiel through. As Nefaratoiel walked into the gardens she looked back once to see Haldir stand guard to make sure no one entered into the garden. Nefaratoiel walked along the path a little ways before coming to a gazebo with three other elves there. The three elves stood to welcome Nefaratoiel as she entered the gazebo.
"Hello Nefaratoiel, I am Galadriel and this is my husband Celeborn." The lady said as she stepped forward.
"My Lord, Lady." Nefaratoiel said and gave a little curtsey. She stood her gaze unwavering as she looked at the noble elves assembled before her.
Elrond returned to his seat, Celeborn sat across from him with Galadriel in the seat next to Celeborn. There was only one chair left vacant that Nefaratoiel occupied it was across from Galadriel but a little distant from Elrond. "You must have many questions, ask away." Elrond offered.
"Why am I so special?" Nefaratoiel asked first.
"Whoever said you were special?" Elrond replied.
Nefaratoiel fixed Elrond with a stare. "Alright then, why did you call me Daughter of the Night?" Nefaratoiel directed this question to Galadriel.
"I called you Daughter of the night because we believe that you are the Daughter of the Night." Galadriel answered.
"That doesn't answer my question." Nefaratoiel stated.
"True." Celeborn said, "But that is a long story so I will ask for your patience."
Nefaratoiel nodded to Celeborn stating that she would listen if they would explain. Galadriel took out a box and handed it to Nefaratoiel, "The explanation starts with this."
Nefaratoiel opened the box and in it was an elven dagger almost identical to the Dagger of Nights Calling except unlike the Dagger of Nights Calling who's hilt is silver, this dagger had a gold hilt. "The Dagger of Night Retreating? How does this explain anything?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
"Pick it up." Ordered Elrond. Nefaratoiel did as told and picked up the dagger. The crystals in the hilt began to glow. Unlike the Dagger of Nights Calling, the Dagger of Night Retreating would glow in the hands of the Lady of the Night during the day. Elrond spoke once more, "That dagger should only glow in the hands of the Lady of the Night."
Nefaratoiel responded, "They glow in the hands of one with the powers of the night."
"Not many have the powers of night. Currently only two alive have the power of night." Celeborn stated, "Maybe three."
"Rin myself and who else?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
"The Lady of the Night if she still lives." Galadriel answered.
"I'm surprised that you knew Rin had the power of night." Elrond stated.
Nefaratoiel merely gave him another look, causing Elrond to squirm uncomfortably. "Ok well you still haven't told me as to why you call me the Daughter of the Night."
"We have reason to believe that you are the Daughter of the Night. You resemble Ariadiel very much. Except for your hair and eye color, you are almost her twin." Galadriel said.
Nefaratoiel took in this bit of information. Except for hair and eye color she had been her mothers twin. Nefaratoiel didn't know what to think. Was her mother really the Lady of the Night? "So my mother was Ariadiel, the Lady of the Night?" Nefaratoiel asked.
"Well what was her name?" Celeborn asked.
"I don't know. She never told me. She couldn't. My father cut her tongue out shortly after my birth. She taught me a lot after I had learned to read and write, but her name she never divulged." Answered Nefaratoiel. "If it helps, I was the spitting image of my mother except she had strawberry blond hair and clear blue eyes."
"Then you must be her daughter. Therefore you are the Daughter of the Night. Tell me, where is your mother now." Galadriel asked.
"My mother is dead," Nefaratoiel said softly, "She died a long time ago when travelling through Gondor."
Galadriel looked heart stricken. "I see. Then you must take the place of your mother. You see I am not just the Lady of the Light, I am also known as the Lady of the Day. Ariadiel was not just the Lady of the Night, but also the Lady of the Dark. You must take her place as Daughter of the Night and Daughter of the Dark until you are named Lady in place of your mother, my sister. You will also be known as the second Lady of Lothlorien."
"She may not be able to claim the title of Lady, Galadriel. She may be to powerful and the only way for it to balance out would be if she were to retain the title of Daughter." Celeborn stated.
"Too powerful? But if I am stronger than my mother, where I inherit the rest of my power?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
Galadriel, Celeborn and Elrond looked surprised at the question. Nefaratoiel had a good point. They had assumed that Galadriel's child did not inherit any power of day because Celeborn had no power of day. But Nefaratoiel did inherit the power of night and much more than what her mother had possessed. "Who was your father child?" Elrond asked. He had asked once already but maybe now Nefaratoiel would be more open in her responses.
"I don't remember much about him, mostly because I don't want to. I do remember that he was human, had very dark features and that we lived on an island off the coast of Middle Earth, just on the other side of the Misty Mountains. I forget the name of the island." Nefaratoiel told them honestly. "Who else had the power of night?" she questioned.
"There is only one other that we know of. Sauron the dark lord possessed the power of night. It was said that he had a human son who inherited the power. The son was only average in power though so Sauron hid his son. It was said that the son was hidden on the island off the coast of Middle Earth, just on the other side of the Misty Mountains." Celeborn trailed off, but they all knew what he was implying.
Nefaratoiel sat there, concentrating on breathing. She was the granddaughter of the dark lord. Oh my lord, the GRANDDAUGHTER of the DARK LORD! "No." she whispered softly. Nefaratoiel ran from the gazebo and the truth. Finding out you are a princess of Lothlorien was hard enough, but to find out that not only are you the princess of Lothlorien but you are also the granddaughter of the dark lord. Well that's a little much and Nefaratoiel could not handle it. She reached another gazebo and collapsed into a seat crying her heart out. Silmaneero came out of nowhere and jumped into Nefaratoiel's lap. Nefaratoiel hugged Silmaneero tightly while she cried. She felt strong arms wrap around her after a minute and she buried her face into the chest of the man not bothering to check who it was. She still hugged Silmaneero tightly as she cried. As she began to quiet she heard Haldir's soft voice talking to her soothingly.
"A'maelamin do not cry, I do not wish to see you sad." Haldir whispered. He rocked her as one might a child and soon Nefaratoiel was asleep. Haldir picked her up and carried her back to her room Silmaneero following. He laid Nefaratoiel on her bed and Silmaneero jumped up beside her mistress. Haldir gently wiped a few loose strands of hair out of Nefaratoiel's face and lightly kissed her forehead. "Quel esta a'maelamin ." Haldir whispered softly as he left to tell Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn and Lord Elrond that Nefaratoiel was going to be alright.
Chapter 7 - Daughter of the Night
The minute Nefaratoiel was back in Rivendell she was dragged form Mahtar and back to her room by Lhunrothien, Mariel, and Rin. When they got to the room, which had been cleaned, there was already a bath drawn. The three girls dunked Nefaratoiel into the tub and left her to wash. After a moment Rin came back to help Nefaratoiel take out all the jewels and undo her braids. It took a while and they had a very casual conversation the entire time.
When Rin finished helping Nefaratoiel undo her hair she left to make sure that Lhunrothien and Mariel had the dress ready for Nefaratoiel. Nefaratoiel got out of the tub and dried herself off. She dressed in the undergarments Rin had left for her. Nefaratoiel walked into her bedroom and saw the other three waiting for her. Lhunrothien pulled a dress out from behind her back and barely even let Nefaratoiel look at the dress before they had her dressed in it. The top of the dress was a light smoky gray color with a box neckline that had a silver embroidery trim around it, recreating the nighttime sky. The sleeves and skirt of the dress were a dark charcoal gray color with the same silver embroidery and nighttime sky design. The dress hugged Nefaratoiel's upper body tightly and the skirt flowed elegantly about her. The sleeves were long and flowing past her fingertips. Around the waist of the dress were a multitude of rhinestones stitched right into the fabric. Rin did Nefaratoiel's hair in a couple of elven braids. She braided the hair at Nefaratoiel's temples and pulled the two braids back behind Nefaratoiel's head. Her hair was just long enough to do so. The placed a silver, crescent moon, clip to hold the braids that matched with Nefaratoiel's tiara.
"Where did this dress come from?" Nefaratoiel asked, in awe at the richness of the dress.
"The elves of Lothlorien." Mariel answered.
Nefaratoiel frowned in puzzlement. She had been given so many gifts from the elves, Lorien and Rivendell. She opened her mouth to inquire further but a knock at her door stopped her. Lhunrothien smiled knowingly. Nefaratoiel looked at her a moment before going to answer the door. She opened the door and Haldir stood there. He was dressed regally as if on duty. Nefaratoiel felt rather than saw Lhunrothien's smile grow and she turned to glare at the younger woman. Haldir stared at Nefaratoiel for a moment before remembering he was on duty. "The Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn, and Lord Elrond request your presence." Haldir bowed before awaiting a response.
Lhunrothien pushed Nefaratoiel forward out of the room and close the door behind her. "Well I guess that means I'm answering the summons." Nefaratoiel said, sarcasm in her voice.
Haldir smiled before leading her through the halls of Rivendell. He led her to a private garden. He motioned Nefaratoiel through. As Nefaratoiel walked into the gardens she looked back once to see Haldir stand guard to make sure no one entered into the garden. Nefaratoiel walked along the path a little ways before coming to a gazebo with three other elves there. The three elves stood to welcome Nefaratoiel as she entered the gazebo.
"Hello Nefaratoiel, I am Galadriel and this is my husband Celeborn." The lady said as she stepped forward.
"My Lord, Lady." Nefaratoiel said and gave a little curtsey. She stood her gaze unwavering as she looked at the noble elves assembled before her.
Elrond returned to his seat, Celeborn sat across from him with Galadriel in the seat next to Celeborn. There was only one chair left vacant that Nefaratoiel occupied it was across from Galadriel but a little distant from Elrond. "You must have many questions, ask away." Elrond offered.
"Why am I so special?" Nefaratoiel asked first.
"Whoever said you were special?" Elrond replied.
Nefaratoiel fixed Elrond with a stare. "Alright then, why did you call me Daughter of the Night?" Nefaratoiel directed this question to Galadriel.
"I called you Daughter of the night because we believe that you are the Daughter of the Night." Galadriel answered.
"That doesn't answer my question." Nefaratoiel stated.
"True." Celeborn said, "But that is a long story so I will ask for your patience."
Nefaratoiel nodded to Celeborn stating that she would listen if they would explain. Galadriel took out a box and handed it to Nefaratoiel, "The explanation starts with this."
Nefaratoiel opened the box and in it was an elven dagger almost identical to the Dagger of Nights Calling except unlike the Dagger of Nights Calling who's hilt is silver, this dagger had a gold hilt. "The Dagger of Night Retreating? How does this explain anything?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
"Pick it up." Ordered Elrond. Nefaratoiel did as told and picked up the dagger. The crystals in the hilt began to glow. Unlike the Dagger of Nights Calling, the Dagger of Night Retreating would glow in the hands of the Lady of the Night during the day. Elrond spoke once more, "That dagger should only glow in the hands of the Lady of the Night."
Nefaratoiel responded, "They glow in the hands of one with the powers of the night."
"Not many have the powers of night. Currently only two alive have the power of night." Celeborn stated, "Maybe three."
"Rin myself and who else?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
"The Lady of the Night if she still lives." Galadriel answered.
"I'm surprised that you knew Rin had the power of night." Elrond stated.
Nefaratoiel merely gave him another look, causing Elrond to squirm uncomfortably. "Ok well you still haven't told me as to why you call me the Daughter of the Night."
"We have reason to believe that you are the Daughter of the Night. You resemble Ariadiel very much. Except for your hair and eye color, you are almost her twin." Galadriel said.
Nefaratoiel took in this bit of information. Except for hair and eye color she had been her mothers twin. Nefaratoiel didn't know what to think. Was her mother really the Lady of the Night? "So my mother was Ariadiel, the Lady of the Night?" Nefaratoiel asked.
"Well what was her name?" Celeborn asked.
"I don't know. She never told me. She couldn't. My father cut her tongue out shortly after my birth. She taught me a lot after I had learned to read and write, but her name she never divulged." Answered Nefaratoiel. "If it helps, I was the spitting image of my mother except she had strawberry blond hair and clear blue eyes."
"Then you must be her daughter. Therefore you are the Daughter of the Night. Tell me, where is your mother now." Galadriel asked.
"My mother is dead," Nefaratoiel said softly, "She died a long time ago when travelling through Gondor."
Galadriel looked heart stricken. "I see. Then you must take the place of your mother. You see I am not just the Lady of the Light, I am also known as the Lady of the Day. Ariadiel was not just the Lady of the Night, but also the Lady of the Dark. You must take her place as Daughter of the Night and Daughter of the Dark until you are named Lady in place of your mother, my sister. You will also be known as the second Lady of Lothlorien."
"She may not be able to claim the title of Lady, Galadriel. She may be to powerful and the only way for it to balance out would be if she were to retain the title of Daughter." Celeborn stated.
"Too powerful? But if I am stronger than my mother, where I inherit the rest of my power?" Nefaratoiel questioned.
Galadriel, Celeborn and Elrond looked surprised at the question. Nefaratoiel had a good point. They had assumed that Galadriel's child did not inherit any power of day because Celeborn had no power of day. But Nefaratoiel did inherit the power of night and much more than what her mother had possessed. "Who was your father child?" Elrond asked. He had asked once already but maybe now Nefaratoiel would be more open in her responses.
"I don't remember much about him, mostly because I don't want to. I do remember that he was human, had very dark features and that we lived on an island off the coast of Middle Earth, just on the other side of the Misty Mountains. I forget the name of the island." Nefaratoiel told them honestly. "Who else had the power of night?" she questioned.
"There is only one other that we know of. Sauron the dark lord possessed the power of night. It was said that he had a human son who inherited the power. The son was only average in power though so Sauron hid his son. It was said that the son was hidden on the island off the coast of Middle Earth, just on the other side of the Misty Mountains." Celeborn trailed off, but they all knew what he was implying.
Nefaratoiel sat there, concentrating on breathing. She was the granddaughter of the dark lord. Oh my lord, the GRANDDAUGHTER of the DARK LORD! "No." she whispered softly. Nefaratoiel ran from the gazebo and the truth. Finding out you are a princess of Lothlorien was hard enough, but to find out that not only are you the princess of Lothlorien but you are also the granddaughter of the dark lord. Well that's a little much and Nefaratoiel could not handle it. She reached another gazebo and collapsed into a seat crying her heart out. Silmaneero came out of nowhere and jumped into Nefaratoiel's lap. Nefaratoiel hugged Silmaneero tightly while she cried. She felt strong arms wrap around her after a minute and she buried her face into the chest of the man not bothering to check who it was. She still hugged Silmaneero tightly as she cried. As she began to quiet she heard Haldir's soft voice talking to her soothingly.
"A'maelamin do not cry, I do not wish to see you sad." Haldir whispered. He rocked her as one might a child and soon Nefaratoiel was asleep. Haldir picked her up and carried her back to her room Silmaneero following. He laid Nefaratoiel on her bed and Silmaneero jumped up beside her mistress. Haldir gently wiped a few loose strands of hair out of Nefaratoiel's face and lightly kissed her forehead. "Quel esta a'maelamin ." Haldir whispered softly as he left to tell Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn and Lord Elrond that Nefaratoiel was going to be alright.